Grace," I said, my vision swirling now because of her blood smeared across my wrists, "Can you hear me?" She nodded then… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Cole made a hissing sound. "Are you inside yet? God bless America and all her sons. What is taking you so long?"… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Grace: Outside, deep in the woods, I heard a long keening wail, and then another, as the wolves began to howl. More… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The guitar," I said, "will only obey its master." "Yeah," Cole agreed, "but Grace isn't here." He grinned at me slyly. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Where are Sam and Grace?" "Ringo left in his car a few hours ago. He must've taken Grace with him. I don't… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I saw her face then, and I recognized something of myself in her expression. Her eyes flicked over the shelves, seeking possibilities… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I turned back to my extracurricular study of death and disease. Because no matter what Grace thought, I knew that in Mercy… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I could live inside a G major chord, with Grace, if she was willing. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam, I really want to buy a red coffee pot, if they exist," Grace said. "I'll find you one — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Then I began to play. Variations on a G major chord, the most wonderful chord known to mankind, infinitely happy. I could… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Without turning on the light, I went to my bed and lay down, my arm thrown across the mattress, my hand aching… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I considered calling Grace to ask her what I should say to a reticent suicidal werewolf, but I'd left my phone somewhere.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Shouldn't you be looking at other cars? You know, car shopping usually involves ... shopping." "I don't shop very well", Grace said.… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
For a second, he was still, blinking. Then he shook off all the blankets and coats so that his arms were free… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Grace Brisbane. There was nothing particularly special about her, except that she was… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
That night, like every other night since I’d met her, I curled Grace into my arms, listening to her parents’ muffled movements… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Grace: The idea was immediately unbearable, only because I wanted it to be true so badly it hurt — 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
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
Grace (talking about Sam): At the sight of him, my stomach slid down to my feet, a weird combination of relief, nerves,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I couldn't think of anything to say. I was idiotically entranced by the way he said "Grace." The tone of it. The… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I was suddenly struck by how dissimilar we were. It occurred to me that if Grace and I were objects, she would… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The thing I was beginning to figure out about Sam and Grace, the thing about Sam not being able to function without… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Hello, Grace's parents. I'm Grace's boyfriend. Please notice the chaste distance between us. I am very responsible and have never had my… — 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
