Grace reached over and began stroking her fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and let her drive me crazy. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I'd found heaven and grabbed it as tightly as I could, but it was unraveling, an insubstantial thread sliding between my fingers,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with him before, hungry, wanting, desperate. It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Grace. I held on to that name. If I kept that in my head, I would be OK. Grace. I was shaking,… — 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… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sean takes my ponytail in his hand, his fingers touching my neck, and then he tucks my hair into my collar out… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Oh! Your hand is cold." Ashley cupped her fingers against her shirt to warm them. "I've been dead for seven years," Noah… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Adam was in the dream, too; he traced the tangled pattern of ink with his finger. He said, "Scio quid hoc est."… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sean reaches out between us and takes my wrist. He press his thumb on my pulse. My heartbeat trips and surges against… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
She could've looked at the tiny miracles in front of her: my feet, my hands, my fingers, the shape of my shoulders… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I touched my lips to hers again, and this time, it was a very different sort of kiss. It was six years’… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I could still smell her on my fur. It clung to me, a memory of another world. I was drunk with it,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Blue stretched her hand out. Adam took it without hesitation, like he'd been waiting for her to offer it. He said in… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Interesting choice," Sullivan said. He slid his gaze over to Paul, who was drumming his fingers on the table in a manic,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam came around the side of the car and stopped dead when he saw me. “Oh my God, what is THAT?” I… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The sun shines through the window And the sun shines through your hair It seems like you're beside me But I know… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
My chest ached, my body speaking a language my head didn't quite understand. I waited. But Grace, the only person in the… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Blue." It was Ronan's voice, for the first time, and everyone, even Helen, twisted their head towards him. His head was cocked… — 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
“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
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
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
Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
“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
“That's the one." In Puck Connolly's custody. That might be the last I see of that jacket.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
“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
Tell me what it's like. The race." "What it's like is a battle. A mess of horses and men and blood. The fastest and… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
“I felt a tickle on my skin; it took me a moment to realize that Cole was driving his die-cast Mustang up my arm.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
Happiness isn't something this island yields easily; the ground is too rocky and the sun too sparse for it to flourish. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share
