“Reading always calmed me down: filling my head with other - made up - people's problems and conflicts made my own seem less terrible, less real.” — Heather James Copy Share Image
“The hero was the sort of character you could feel yourself falling in love with, no matter how much you tried to convince yourself that he wasn't real” — Heather James Copy Share Image
“Seclusion wasn't good for anyone; it made you forget how to protect yourself.” — Heather James Copy Share Image
“A turmoil of winds rushed around him, spiraling up in to the air: he was thinking.” — Heather James Copy Share Image
“I sat down on the grass and looked up at Brae. He was still shirtless and - although it pained me a little to… — Heather James Copy Share Image
“Vincent laughed. "No, you still need to look like a Helian." "So I should burn everything to a crisp?" "Well, that would definitely get… — Heather James Copy Share Image
“I loved him, more than anything else in the world and that when he was away it was hard to breath and that I… — Heather James Copy Share Image
“I felt as though a large knot of flames had been lit in my stomach, making me feel nauseous and excited all at once” — Heather James Copy Share Image
“I closed my eyes and let a wave of heat pass over me, tingling right down into my fingertips. As my eyes flickered open… — Heather James Copy Share Image
“Your powers don't work in the rain do they? A little bit of water and your fire fizzles out? So Little Miss Perfect does… — Heather James Copy Share Image
“I forced myself to breathe deeply; perhaps they would have vanished. Perhaps I'd been imagining them because Brae was gone and I was scared… — Heather James Copy Share Image
“You will do as you are told the second you are told to do it. Is that clear?' 'I'm not six mother, I think… — Heather James Copy Share Image
