“I felt a tickle on my skin; it took me a moment to realize that Cole was driving his die-cast Mustang up… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Now, I was a fan of the simple pleasures in life: grilled cheese sandwiches without black flecks on the crust, jeans that… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
He slouched back in his seat, looking tired, and leaned his face on his shoulder to look at me while he played… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Once upon a time, I was very shy and you wouldn't even see me in a room. Then, when I was 16,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Food," I suggested. "Sleep. That's what I need. To get the hell away from here." Cole frowned at me, as if I'd… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Because I knew it wasn't for forever." Grace touched his hair and he bent his head to kiss her, quiet as a… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Wie lange braucht man jeden Tag, bis man sich kennt." "How long it takes us, each day, to know each other.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I've been waiting for you forever." "Forever' as in several hundred years, or forever as in since my lesson began? — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
That was a weird thought. My straight-up mother being bothered by faeries? Delia was even weirder. I could picture the scene. Faerie:… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
We all, one day, realize that we’re not going to be kids forever and we’re going to grow up. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Cole,” I said, “do you think I’m lovable?” “As in ‘cuddly and’?” “As in ‘able to be loved,’” I said. Cole’s gaze… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
What do you mean? Grace Brisbane, you do not mean that you're not going back home again. Tell me that this was… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and… — 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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“That's the one." In Puck Connolly's custody. That might be the last I see of that jacket.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“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 Image