“Max,' I said, looking up at him, 'I love the Russian heritage you guys are so willing to share, but I'm not so thrilled with the French.' 'What?' His brows lowered. 'We're not French.' 'Great. So the next time you… — Shannon Delany Copy Share Image
“Beauty's only skin deep. Everybody has ugly days. We're all made of the same stuff underneath. Acting right is better than looking right. Realize… — Shannon Delany Copy Share Image
“Yes. Da ,' I corrected. 'Say it again.' 'What?"' His voice grew husky as he repeated his request. 'Say yes— in Russian —again.' I blushed. ' Da ,' I whispered. 'Will you teach me more Russian, Pietr?' 'Mmm, only the important words,' he promised. I bit back my request for the three most important words to me. 'What words would… — Shannon Delany Copy Share
Just because you're damaged doesn't mean you must damage others. You have choices. We all make them every day. — Shannon Delany Copy Share Image
“They're monsters." "That's what Edward thought." "Oh, yeah? He a friend of yours?" "No, Miss Librarian. Just a main character in a wildly popular… — Shannon Delany Copy Share Image
“Snagging the ball from Pietr, Derek leaned in and snapped, “What? You think you’re a bad-ass because you’ve got a tattoo?” Derek body-checked Pietr with a force that would have sent anybody else onto the floor. Pietr wobbled but didn’t even move his feet to compensate. A minute later Derek skidded across the gym floor. Pietr was methodically dribbled and… — Shannon Delany Copy Share
“Gucci made sweatsuits their brand would have been boldly stitched across Sarah’s boobs and butt. Money might as well have been Sarah Luxom’s middle… — Shannon Delany Copy Share Image
“Get the Girl," he demanded. "She knows too much!" Dammit. Why did people keep presuming that, and if it was true, why the hell… — Shannon Delany Copy Share Image
“... I don't think we get too many choices in life… I like knowing - and I like you knowing - I chose you.” — Shannon Delany Copy Share Image
“He rrraped herrr,” the beast within him shrieked from deep in his gut, shaking everything but my resolve. Pietr stepped back, putting his hands up. “Tear him apart,” he agreed. “Shit, Pietr!” I snapped. “It’s murder!” “Justifiable homicide,” Pietr returned. “When did my questionable moral code start to qualify as the guiding light in this family?!” I wedged myself more… — Shannon Delany Copy Share
“Some moments I believed Max could've easily been Red Riding Hood's wolf. But she probably would have liked it.” — Shannon Delany Copy Share Image
“Sometimes we do not know what role we play until it is thrust upon us and we can only then do our best to… — Shannon Delany Copy Share Image
