I tired the back door -- unlocked. Truley the Man Upstairs was smiling down on me. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
You look like a puppy. Like I'm jingling my keys and you're jumping by the door waiting for your walk" "Woof. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
At the door to the helicopter, Gansey looked bad over his shoulder at them, his smile complicated when he saw them holding… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Flickering lights anonymous doors my heart escaping in drips i'm still waking up but she's still sleeping this ICU is hotel for… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Do you feel better?” I asked Sam as he opened the door to the Volkswagen for me. “Yes,” he said. He was… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I slowly climbed back to my feet, walked back into the emergency department through the silently swishing glass doors, and, covered in… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Gansey threw open his door. Gripping the roof of the car, he slid himself out. Even that gesture, Ronan noted, was wild-Gansey,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Cole made a hissing sound. "Are you inside yet? God bless America and all her sons. What is taking you so long?"… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Gansey leaned back, head thrown to the side, drunken and silly with happiness. "I love this car," he said, loud enough to… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I open the door wide to reveal the answer. They all look at Sean standing there with his hands in his pocket… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
There's a tap on the door then. We all exchange looks, Tommy Falk's as uncertain as the rest of ours. No one… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
There is something very shocking about seeing him standing dark and still on our doorstep. I lean the door a ways. The… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I can see her clearly, standing on the rock beside Peg Gratton, unflinching before Eaton and the rest of the race committee.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
What's that?' Beck shoved his back ineffectually against the glass door, suffering under the weight of a huge box. 'Your brian.' I… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile he pulled my hand toward… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, there lived a boy, and he had to risk everything to keep what he loved. But really the story was:… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I think-I need to ask an embarrassing question. Do you think I could borrow a pair of scrubs? I-uh-my pants-" "Oh!" Cried the poor… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
We dance, we dance. You hold the thread of my soul. You spin, you spin. And you unravel the part from the whole. We… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“At least when he was at Aglionby he could turn over his papers to see the grades, concrete proof of his success at something.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“That's the one." In Puck Connolly's custody. That might be the last I see of that jacket.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I asked,”Are you going to pick up next time I call you?” ”I did this time didn’t I?” “Say yes.” “Yes. Conditionally yes.”…... …”What… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image