Only three types of people tell the truth: Kids, the drunk, and the angry. — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
“Angel clicked on a few more pictures on the screen, and Alex made small talk about the place. Then he finally walked away. He… — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
“With a wicked smirk, he turned his attention back to the desolate road. “I’ve always wanted to do this. Who better to have my… — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
I write because I must. It's not a choice or a pastime, it's an unyielding calling and my passion. — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
“He always felt like an untamed animal around Sarah, but lately it was different. She was all he ever thought about, and any time… — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
“When he finally opened his eyes he saw her sit up and smile at him. She was beautiful, her dark hair was tousled, and… — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
“I hate fucking pussies like that." Felix reached out and shook Hector's hand. "Good for you, man. I would've cracked him too." He turned… — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
“He didn’t say a word and she didn’t ask anything else, just ran her fingers through his hair until his breathing began to calm.… — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
“Don’t even say it.” He took her hand and put it to his chest. His heart beat so hard he could feel the pulse… — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
“What?” Eric shook his head. “Angel Moreno is into talking to chicks now? When did you turn into a total wuss?" Angel shrugged, and… — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
“The connection he felt with her at that moment was mind-boggling. "No regrets," he whispered. It was more of a statement than a question… — Elizabeth Reyes Copy Share Image
