Ransom thought her girly tendencies the funniest thing ever, constantly teased her over them, but the last time he'd opened his big… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
“Lydia will show you the sheet bend. Miss Palwick?” The girl to my right—Lydia Palwick, I presumed, since I’m smart like that—looked… — Daryl Gregory Copy Share Image
I didn't have many friends. I was very shy ... And, then, even worse, when I was 14 I became Gothic. I… — Riccardo Tisci Copy Share Image
A woman drew her long black hair out tight, And fiddled whisper music on those strings, And bats with baby faces in… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
“Yes, Marya thought, the smell of woodsmoke and old snow pushing back her long black hair. Magic does that. It wastes you… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“...her waist goes in , her hips come out, her long black hair is coiled into a smooth bun on the top… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“She heard a clip-clop, clip-clop sound coming from around the corner, and suddenly she found herself face to face with one of… — Mike Wells Copy Share Image
Chained inside the carriage is a sinful woman. When we set the carriage afire, her flesh will be roasted, her bones will… — Ryūnosuke Akutagawa Copy Share Image
So I'm guessing you're Seven and Ten; What can you do?" I say as I find our rifles in the sand and… — Pittacus Lore Copy Share Image
“WHEN SHE WOKE her room flickered with candles. A small woman in a brown dress was lighting them. Fire recognized Roen’s mind,… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
I don't remember forms or faces now, but I know the girl was beautiful. I know she was; for in the bright… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“The strangest figures we saw were the Slovaks, who were more barbarian than the rest, with their big cow-boy hats, great baggy… — Bram Stoker Copy Share Image
“There are assorted side characters, too: the beautiful Gardnerian maidens with their long black hair; wicked Lupine shapeshifters—half-human, half-wolf; green-scaled Snake Elves;… — Laurie Forest Copy Share Image
“And still on a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, When the moon is a ghostly galleon… — Alfred Noyes Copy Share Image
I at length reached the last house but one, where the path to the summit diverged to the right, while the summititself… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“A typical Andarion male, Hauk belonged to the most brutal of all known races. One that valued physical beauty only second to… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
“She was tipping her head back to inquire, when two men entered the great hall and the question flew right out of… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“This womens skin is shimmering and pale, her long black hair is tied with dozens of silver ribbons that fall over her… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“It showed a tiny baby girl floating in a clear glass vessel. The baby held a silver rose in one hand, a… — Deborah Harkness Copy Share Image
“A face stared up at her from the mirror beside her hand. Was that really what she looked like? Was that really… — P.C. Hodgell Copy Share Image
“It faded slowly, ebbing like the tide. He rolled onto his back, staring up, his head still aching. The black clouds were… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“My first sight of the fabled warrior was a surprise. He was not a mighty-thewed giant, like Ajax. His body was not… — Ben Bova Copy Share Image
“Rebecca, why haven't you burned his wardrobe yet?" Rebecca turned to see what had provoked that question, then just stared. Her husband… — Johanna Lindsey Copy Share Image
“Beckendorf walked up with his helmet under his arm. “She likes you, man.” “Sure,” I muttered. “She likes me for target practice.”… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“My bisnonno is such a man...Fine, you laugh again. Not so handsome,I think,but just as proud. He struts through the square with… — Melissa Jensen Copy Share Image
“While dragging herself up she had to hang onto the rail. Her twisted progress was that of a cripple. Once on the… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
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