“Megan had accustomed herself to receiving the third degree about her dates. His name is Dillon Carver.He's the same age as me, and also a senior. He has no family history of insanity or premature baldness. He doesn't smoke, drink… — Sara Bell Copy Share Image
“You, Aaron, are a revolving SOB. Doesn't she mean revolting? Harlan leaned in to whisper. Afraid not, Travis said. You'll see. You're a son-of-a-bitch… — Sara Bell Copy Share Image
“ 'You're rather trusting, to send your guard away as you did.' Winthrop's eyes gleamed under the high sun. 'What would you do, I wonder, if I attacked you just now? After all, you have neither sword nor dirk to protect yourself with.' 'I suppose I'd have to settle for killing you with my bare hands.' Gareth shrugged. 'Dispatching an… — Sara Bell Copy Share
“Megan had accustomed herself to receiving the third degree about her dates. His name is Dillon Carver.He's the same age as me, and also… — Sara Bell Copy Share Image
“I was walking home alone late one night, when out of nowhere, this rabid homosexual jumped me and bit me right on the ass.… — Sara Bell Copy Share Image
“Don't you think it's time you got out of your own way? Time you stop ending things before they start, time you stopped imagining… — Sara Bell Copy Share Image
“Hell, Tate hadn't been to church in so long, he even wasn't sure they still held it on Sundays.” — Sara Bell Copy Share Image
“ 'The grief didn't fade, but it changed into something I could carry around with me, a noose I wore around my neck. It… — Sara Bell Copy Share Image
“ 'Perhaps what Finneas needs, King Rowan, is an occupation. I believe there to be a village nearby in sore need of an idiot.… — Sara Bell Copy Share Image
