Caleb," I say, "I love you." His eyes gleam with tear as he says, "I love you, too, Beatrice. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I shift from one foot to the other, trying to get a good look at him. When I finally do, I look… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
His eyes search the crowd until they find my face. My heartbeat lives in my throat; lives in my cheeks. "I still… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
But please, when you see an opportunity…” He presses his hand to my cheek, cold and strong, and tilts my head up… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Do the elevators work?" I ask Uriah, as quietly as I can. "Sure they do." says Zeke, rolling his eyes, "You think… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Then his eyes focus on something over my shoulder, and he starts walking. I turn to see Uriah jogging from the elevator… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You’re too important to just … die.” He shakes his head. He won’t even look at me—his eyes keep shifting across my… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
There are men with guns up there. When they see me, they will kill me, if they can," I tell my father… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn’t some faction archetype. But the Tris who’s trying… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I see a few hands stretching out to me at the edge of the net, so I grabbed the first one I… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I just wanted to thank you' he says, his voice low. 'A group of scientists told you that my genes were damaged,… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He pushes his hair, soaked from the snow, out of his eyes. "So what are we going to do, break a window?… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Uriah looked better than he did an hour ago--he washed the blood from his mouth, and some of the color returned to… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Four sits down on the edge of the carousel, leaning against a plastic horse's foot. His eyes lift to the sky, where… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
I love Tris the Divergent, who makes decisions apart from faction loyalty, who isn’t some faction archetype. But the Tris who’s trying… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Then Drew shuffles into the dining hall. I drop my toast, and my mouth drifts open. Calling him “bruised” would be an… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
What did you do?” I mumble. He is just a few feet away from me now, but not close enough to hear… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
She'll have to get over it, then. Are you going to let her drop out of Dauntless for a stupid reason like… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Too bad you didn't just take Max up on his offer, Four. Well, too bad for you, anyway," says Eric quietly as… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Do I look like I’ve been crying?’ I say. ‘Hmm.’ He leans in close, narrowing his eyes like he’s inspecting my face.… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
He smiles in my memory. A curled lip. Straight teeth. Light in his eyes. Laughing, teasing, more alive in memory than I… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
And don't pay attention to Christina. Your face doesn't look that bad." He smiles a little. "I mean, it looks good. It… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
How strange that something so simple could have been instrumental in my decision to ruin one of my most relationships and friendships, and damage… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“I was beginning to feel that I had finally found a place to stay, a place that was not so unstable or corrupt or… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“He acts so tough that he’s probably afraid of marshmallows and really bright sunrises or something. Overcompensating.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
You always look like someone's sucked the life right out of you when something fascinates you. -Tris — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Don’t worry about me handling the pain," I say. "I’ve had a lot of practice. — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Soon I will honor my parents by dying as they died. and if all they believed about death was true, soon I will join… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Mas lembre-se, já agora, que por vezes as pessoas que oprimimos tornam-se mais poderosas do que nós gostaríamos.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“am aware of how little space there is between us—six inches at most. That space feels charged with electricity. I feel like it should… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Oh, good,” I say, a sour taste in my mouth. “Heroism is what I was focused on. Not, you know, trying not to die.” — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
“Caleb frowns at him. "How old are you, anyway?" "Eighteen." "And you don't think you're too old to be with my little sister?" Tobias… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
