“Nothing Alan Moore writes can be blah-blah-blahed," Park said solemnly. Eleanor shrugged and bit her lip. "I’m beginning to think you shouldn’t have started reading comics with a book that completely deconstructs the last fifty years of the genre," he… — Rainbow Rowell Copy Share Image
“What would you do if you were a goddess, Cotswold?" Her maid, who had been pulling Eleanor's covers up the bed, stilled her motion. Her expression drew together, as though she were considering it. "I suppose I would find the… — Megan Frampton Copy Share Image
