“Justin took off in a run. Frosty and Bronx, too. It wasn’t long before Frosty was carrying Kat, Bronx was carrying Reeve and Justin… — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
You are such a chick.” I widened my eyes in mock surprise. “No way. Are you sure? — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
Girl, he wants to dip you in Frosted Flakes and have you for breakfast. That's his favorite cereal, by the way." I...had no words… — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
I'm not sure why we want each other," she grumbled. "Nor am I, but the fact remains that we do want each other." "Maybe I'm just shallow. You're quite pretty." "For now, that will do." Infuriating man. Couldn't take an insult the way she intended. -Annabelle and Zacharel — Gena Showalter Copy Share
“Are you gonna kill me?" the kid asked. Kid definitely didn't know who he was. There would be fawning. Wait. He looked that scary? Grinning, Evie said, "Nah. You've got nothing to worry about, squirt. Mr. Brothario is a lover, not a fighter." Blue glared at her. Drew flipped him off before rushing inside his house, probably to hide. "Aw,… — Gena Showalter Copy Share
She stood, squared her shoulders. “We’ll do it. Together.” And then she did something that shocked them both. She rose on her tiptoes and pressed a swift kiss on his lips. “Thank you for returning to help me.” When she tried to move away, he latched onto her forearms and held her in place. His eyes were gleaming. "Next time… — Gena Showalter Copy Share
To you I belong.My heart beats only for you.No other will tempt me,from this day and beyond.To you I belong. — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
I’m not trying to—What do teenagers say nowadays?” he asked my grandmother.“Get all up in her biznez,” Nana said.Without cracking a smile.“That’s right,” he… — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
“For a moment, Strider almost forgot how pissed he was with Amun and Haidee as he savored the fact that he'd just cock-blocked the… — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
If all we've got to look forward to is disloyalty and treachery, why do we even make friends?" "Again, human nature. Hoping for the… — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
“He grunted, then he howled. I guess vinaigrette burns. Ha! I controlled the urge to grin. I leaped atop the dark, glossy table surface—and almost toppled to the floor when my foot caught the hem of my skirt. My amusement faded as I righted myself. I pitched three more platters at him in quick succession. As he rubbed his eyes,… — Gena Showalter Copy Share
That means life itself is a fairy tale. Like the characters, we all live and love and search for a happily-ever-after. — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
