On the Bowery, in the ornate carcass of a formerly grand vaudeville theater, a dance marathon limps along. The contestants, young girls… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
In the end, I take my shoes off and stick my feet in, letting the lukewarm water lick at my ankles. It… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
There's no time to be modest. Reason will not work here. Without warning, I kiss Kartik. His lips, pressed firmly against mine,… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Beauty, grace, and charm my foot. It's a school for sadists with good tea-serving skills. — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
The world expected girls to pluck and primp and put on heels. Meanwhile, boys dressed in rumpled T-shirts and baggy pants and… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Kartik places a sovereign in the lady's cup, and I know that it's likely all he has. "Why did you do that?"… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
He plants his feet stubbornly, adopting what he must think is an heroic post. He's just begging for a pigeon to fly… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“I have never felt more ridiculous. If this is what it means to be a woman I am not the slightest bit interested.” — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“The King of Crows raked his fingers across the dark until it bled. He licked the blood from his fingers with a forked tongue.… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
It is how it has always been. We will accept the legacy of our ancestors,' Asha says, smiling, and in her smile I do… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Spare a copper for our cause?" the girl with the coin cup asks, her voice weary. "I can spare more than that," I say.… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
As one, they leap, laughing, and that is where we leave them - mouths open, arms spread wide, fingers splayed to take in the… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I am for hockey. I find I should like to hit something with a stick. -Gemma Doyle Trilogy — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
There are times when I wish I could go back and change the course of my life. Make different choices...But the past cannot be… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Sexuality is not meant to be this way - an honest, consensual expression in which a girl might take an active role when she… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
There is no greater power on this earth than story.” Will paced the length of the room. “People think boundaries and borders build nations.… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
Heaven's brightest and best-loved angel, who was cast out for inspiring a rebellion against God. Having lost Heaven, Lucifer and his rebel angels vowed… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
