“It was like being told that there was a Santa Clause and that he was every bit as awesome as you’d always thought he would be…but that he had terminal cancer and would be gone by the end of the… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“He was built like a Spartan (the Gerard Butler kind, nom). I liked that.” — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“Who the hell would consider being the female equivalent of Justin Bieber a curse? If you’re whining about the world being your stage and… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“Somewhere along the line, I’d developed a deep, burning dislike for the human race. There seemed to be no cure.” — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“You know those people who go to work and they’re completely satisfied with their lives? The ones who feel a sense of personal satisfaction… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“The main thing that I loved about living alone was the silence. Sometimes simply talking to people was like listening to white noise. Often… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“I don’t know anyone but television assassins and serial killers who’ve perfected the art of sounding deadly over the telephone as well as my… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“I'd never actually seen my mother sleep. As far as I knew, she simply shut herself in her room once night fell and lowered… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“He made a low, unhappy, sound in the back of his throat as he followed, and I felt my own spirits lift at his… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“There are things that go bump in the night.” He said, eyes trained on Liam but words for all of them. Fear was a… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“You like Superman?” I shrugged, “He lacks the boyish charm of Spiderman, but he’s alright.” “I’m like Superman.” I rolled my eyes. “This should… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“An empty city was like an empty library or school, it made you feel as if the entire thing was built just for you… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
“What is this?” “It’s a Harley.” I looked at him from the corner of my eye before turning my silent censure back onto his… — Adrianne Brooks Copy Share Image
