“I had heard the wind from the mountains calling me last night, telling me it was my time to go, and I… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“He stood just near the club’s steps, his back to me along the foggy English night, and it was not until I’d… — S.C. Parris Copy Share Image
“Edward breathed in the sweet fragrance of the dogwood blossoms. The delicious air came into his lungs and passed into his blood,… — Steven Decker Copy Share Image
