“It was a place that would normally be afraid of, but now I had no fears of the dark. I was the thing in the dark.” — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“I could feel it then like I feel it now, like a palpable thing inside me, like a physical touch; what we shared was… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“I was the perfect tool of manipulation, built for deceit and complete with a hunger for immortal souls, but I would use these tools… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“Every word from Kismet’s mouth sounded like poetry spoken with the most fervent passion one could conjure up. I couldn’t understand how he could… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“I hated and admired this hunter. I once gave him my heart and soul. Since then, I had given him more and more of… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“His voice was terrifying and seemed to scrape across my skin as if it were a tangible thing. Something inside me agreed, as if… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“I learned that love wasn't a magical thing. It was something more like hormones and sensations. It was tolerance and patience. It was accepting… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“I felt electric when he touched me. I’d had crushes before; when your body melts and tingles but this was different. It was like… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“I realized then that it was a game we were playing; from the very beginning. But we weren’t playing the same game and when… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“As we flew down the highway I started to think seriously about what I was doing and what would happen. I felt Beau’s hand… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“The underlying mechanics of the relationship between ACT and the Anomalies became perfectly clear: We were right to hide from them. And they were… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“I don’t remember my life before being brought to New Haven.” — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
“I didn’t know whether it was the wine or the night air that held its sway over me, but I felt alive. I looked… — Jessica Marie Gilliland Copy Share Image
