“I’m not immortal. I’m totally killable.” She sucked in a breath as her pitch rose. “And I’m blond. Blonds always die first.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“So..." Heather nodded slowly. "We're still here." "Yep. I think your team of SWAT guys got lost. Probably looking for their shirts."… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“The curse had not tainted her, had not made her a tortured soul like Tristan, or a hopeless romantic like Gabriel, or… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“A little heads up would have been nice. Hey Heather, since we're history partners and all, I figured I should tell you… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Sucking in air, Heather said, “Fluffy—Mrs. Allen’s ferocious dog—chased me all the way down Pine Street trying to tear me to shreds… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“B-T-W," Heather said. "What's with the death wish?" "What are you talking about?" "I'm talking about provoking the wicked witch of the… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Wha—what was that?” Heather lifted a brow. “What was that 'hey bro, make sure the blond chick doesn’t cut any body parts… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“And why is Heather wearing pink? Come on, people." Heather rolled her eyes and disappeared back inside the tent, reappearing a minute… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“You know what would be really nice right now? Coffee. I'd really go for some coffee." Just the idea made her salivate.… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Raven made a face at the blood that now stained her fingertips. She wiped her hand on his jeans until the blood… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“ I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'm going to die- No. Heather took a deep breath and tried to… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“And your plan is what?" Nate said as he and Scarlet followed after him. "You're just going to drive around until you see a… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“The grassy park was lined with dozens of kissing booths. Twinkle lights draped back-and-forth between tall trees, making a canopy of stars above the… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Gabriel glanced down. “Seriously, Tristan? You drive around with a trunk full of weapons?” “Of course.” “Why?” “Because I’m the family bad guy.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“I’m just a bloody guy in a bathroom waiting for the girl of my dreams to realize that she’s in love with me.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Before he knew he was immortal. Before life was no longer fragile. Those were the days when life truly meant something. When life was… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“How did you kill the Ashman in the forest last year?” “I shot him with an arrow.” “What kind of arrow?” “A sharp one.”… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“This wasn’t the dark, tormented Tristan from her previous lives looking at her with his little boy grin. This was Hunter. Which was wonderful… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“I never said I would be helpful. I said I would ask permission before stabbing you.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“I’d rather listen to polka than to a scorned woman screaming about how all men are no good.” With a sugar-sweet tone, I say,… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Tristan whistled as he flipped a few more pancakes. Scarlet looked at Nate and sighed. “Would you talk some sense into him? Please?” Nate… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Tristan was looking at him again. "What are you looking at?" Gabriel snapped. Tristan was trying not to smile. "You tell me." Gabriel rolled… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Heather looked Scarlet up and down for the first time that day. “The brown shirt, Scarlet? Wow. I know you’ve already snagged the most… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
