“I am talking to him, and he's touching me, he's holding my arm and touching me.” — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
“And then Finley seized the spindly metal arm attached to her throat. A normal human would have no hope against such strength,… — Kady Cross Copy Share Image
She nodded, but Tiny was still holding her arm, and he asked uncertainly, "Are you sure you want to do this, Beau?… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Why do you do that?” Torrin’s voice echoes in the empty hall. His hand is holding my arm gently, not at all… — Brooklyn Skye Copy Share Image
“Baby listen to me". He is holding me arm's length away, his eyes searching my face. I'll never leave you. I am… — Monica James Copy Share Image
“He removes his jacket and wraps it around my shoulders, holding onto my arm as he walks me across the street. I… — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
Let her arm go and pray she has no bruise,” a familiar voice said in a low angry tone. I shuddered from… — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
“Holding on to what was with one arm while trying to reach for what is ahead with the other will only tear… — Hope D. Blackwell Copy Share Image
