“The truth, as much as people acted like they wanted to hear it, was sometimes too cruel and harsh.” — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“Awe! Leaving so soon?” Gabby said sweetly, holding the door open. “I was just about to pull out the gun for you… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“Shut the front door!” Jenna exclaimed. Andrew disappeared into the foyer, and when he returned, his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion. “The… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“Well, the only reason we’re friends is because you can rock a tweed suit,” she informed, tone mock serious. “So if you… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“I unlocked the deadbolt and flung the door open, stepping back for Gabby to see exactly who it was. “Hello, Sara,” I… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“Help me out,” I pleaded. “You’ve left me alone to deal with this situation, and now we’re being dealt the consequences.” I… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“How ya doing?” Gabby’s face came into view, and she grinned down at me. She’d stopped doing her healing thing, and the… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“At the sound of her name, Lucia’s blue eyes honed in on me. She cocked her head to the side as if… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“I tapped around on my new Miracle Phone—a gift from Joseph—as I listened to the discussion about our next move. I wasn’t… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“Jules lips quivered, and I feared she was about to cry. Then she asked, “He bit off more than he could chew,… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“I’m only going to say this once,” I said with a finger pointed at him. “So don’t make me repeat it. I’ve… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“I’m not your boyfriend!” I snapped, trying to gently move her hands away from my body. “How can you say that?” Sara… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“Joseph, you’re out of clean towels.” Lucia poked her head into the living room, the rest of her hidden behind the wall.… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“Well, the only reason we’re friends is because you can rock a tweed suit,” she informed, tone mock serious. “So if you want to… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“A glacial chill rushes through Gage. He whips around just in time to see arms clutch Summer around the middle and drag her into… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“Her gaze travels back to the lie twisted in a tempest of mud and blood. She witnesses the culmination of her recklessness through a… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“Struggling transforms her captor into a Chinese finger trap. She’s suffocating. Sucking in air without relief. Her lungs expand. Contract. Expand. They fill with lies and broken promises. With despair and lost hope. Each inhale is empty. Invisible hands reach into her body and constrict around her windpipe. She watches her friends collapse like supernovae, their cognizance disappearing into a… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share
“Terror builds inside him. The reality that tonight will be his last leaves a sour taste in his mouth. The Tainted will eat him, or on a more terrifying note—if that’s even possible—maybe turn him into one of them. He’d rather die. But first, he’ll take as many of those bastards out as he can. He throws his pack into… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share
“I moved closer as I dragged myself through the frozen bracken. “Who’s coming?” My voice trembled like an autumn leaf in the wind. “Your… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“I’ll stab him,” offers Jaden as she makes a stabbing motion. “You expect me to play along?” Rob scoffs, gripping his arm protectively. “Pretty much,” replies Landon earnestly. “You’re serious?” “As a heart attack.” “No,” argues Rob. “I’m not going to let Jaden—or anyone else—skewer me.” He’s greeted with an amused silence. “Bleedin’ crime is what it is,” he mutters.… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share
“The woman turns away; one wing blackens like an onyx gem while the other glows white like a bright spotlight. She flies into the… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“I like to eat chicken, but I don’t like live chickens. With their feathers and beaks and weird noises and flapping wings.” He visibly shivers, then points above his right eye. “How’d you think I got this scar?” “I thought you said your sister threw something at you when you were a kiddie.” Rob gives him a meaningful look. “A… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share
“A layer of fine powder coats his skin. “My lungs are turning to concrete,” Rob wheezes, hacking and spitting. “So are my eyes. How… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
“The Ferryman will transport us across the moat,” Chris informed. “Yeah. This seems legit,” Gabriella quipped as Chris helped her onto the boat. Andrew… — Laura Kreitzer Copy Share Image
