“I let ya in—into my life...my death...my heart." He reached up like he was going to touch my face. "And now I don't know how to get ya out.” — Janae Mitchell Copy Share Image
“How could I let this happen? How could I let it get this far? I never thought Malyn would have the same feelin's for… — Janae Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Readers are often fans of Authors, but I, myself, am a fan of readers. They are the ones who breathe life into the pages… — Janae Mitchell Copy Share Image
“I let ya in—into my life...my death...my heart." He reached up like he was going to touch my face. "And now I don't know… — Janae Mitchell Copy Share Image
“It's a damn shame that when I finally fall in love that it had to be after I died." He dropped his head and… — Janae Mitchell Copy Share Image
“I became a writer so that the voices inside my head would become an acceptable occurrence.” — Janae Mitchell Copy Share Image
“I wanted to hug him, tell him it was gonna be alright. Tell him I'm not as fragile as I look. But I can't… — Janae Mitchell Copy Share Image
