I can't really believe that it's over. "I'll speak for her." Every face turns to where Sean Kendrick stands a little apart… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
This time of year, I live and breathe the beach. My cheeks feel raw with the wind throwing sand against them. My… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I felt a tickle on my skin; it took me a moment to realize that Cole was driving his die-cast Mustang up… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The room went dark and, after a moment, Grace whispered that she loved me, sounding a little sad. I wrapped my arms… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It was about falling asleep with Sam's chest pressed against my back so I could feel his heart slow to match mine.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Unrequited love," I'd say. He'd look at me sideways in that cunning way he did and say, "what about it?" and I'd… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I wish you could be kissed, Jane,' he said. 'Because I would beg just one off you. Under all this.' He flailed… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Folded in my arms you're a butterfly in reverse you're giving up your wings and inheriting my curse you're letting go of… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Grace. I held on to that name. If I kept that in my head, I would be OK. Grace. I was shaking,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I started down but Sam caught my arm and knelt down himself to look. "For crying out loud," he said. "It's a… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
What's that?' Beck shoved his back ineffectually against the glass door, suffering under the weight of a huge box. 'Your brian.' I… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Hi,' I said, and I hugged her. I missed her more now that I actually had her in my arms than when… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Without turning on the light, I went to my bed and lay down, my arm thrown across the mattress, my hand aching… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sean reaches between us and slides a thin bracelet of red ribbons over my free hand. Lifting my arm, he presses his… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
For a second, he was still, blinking. Then he shook off all the blankets and coats so that his arms were free… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
That night, like every other night since I’d met her, I curled Grace into my arms, listening to her parents’ muffled movements… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sean takes my ponytail in his hand, his fingers touching my neck, and then he tucks my hair into my collar out… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Blue thought about what Gansey had said, about being wealthy in love. And she thought about Adam, still collapsed on their sofa… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile he pulled my hand toward… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, there lived a boy, and he had to risk everything to keep what he loved. But really the story was:… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I think-I need to ask an embarrassing question. Do you think I could borrow a pair of scrubs? I-uh-my pants-" "Oh!" Cried the poor… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
We dance, we dance. You hold the thread of my soul. You spin, you spin. And you unravel the part from the whole. We… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“At least when he was at Aglionby he could turn over his papers to see the grades, concrete proof of his success at something.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“That's the one." In Puck Connolly's custody. That might be the last I see of that jacket.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I asked,”Are you going to pick up next time I call you?” ”I did this time didn’t I?” “Say yes.” “Yes. Conditionally yes.”…... …”What… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
