“The moment he reached between them, she bit his lower lip. Her hand left his shoulder, and before he could blink, her… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
It has been my face. It's got older still, or course, but less, comparatively, than it would otherwise have done. It's scored… — Marguerite Duras Copy Share Image
“There must have been something in her voice, because he turned to look at her. Her hand cracked across his face, a… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Her hand cracked across his face, a slap that rocked him back on his heels. he put his hand to his cheek,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
