The first time I kissed you, you had just cut off your hair with a plastic knife. You were in restraints and… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Betia kissed my forehead. "I won't leave unless you ask me to. I-" Her lips touched mine chastely. "The future will come.… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“I lifted my face to meet the kiss, wanting the comfort of his touch as much as I was willing to provide… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Betia laughed a little, shaking her head. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek as she grabbed my hands and pulled me… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
The first time I kissed you, you had just cut off your hair with a plastic knife. You were in restraints and your lips… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Days and weeks and years. My brother never returned last night. Days and weeks and years. How long until their assassins find me? Danica… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
The only way I can protect him now is to make sure he never understands how easy killing can become. — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Betia kissed my forehead. "I won't leave unless you ask me to. I-" Her lips touched mine chastely. "The future will come. I will… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
I wish to you sunshine, my dear one, my dear one. And treetops for you to soar past. I wish to you innocence, my… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
I could not cry for my own brother; he would not want me to. But I found myself crying for this hated stranger and… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“My cousin tried to kill me today," he said. He realized that his voice held an edge of hysteria. "She nearly succeeded. But I… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Every moment of every day, she had fought to keep his face out of her mind, and his voice out of her head, had… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“I’m not asking for anything beyond your company in sleep. Just let me rest with the sound of your heartbeat beside mine.” — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
Cold as winter, strong as stone; She faced the darkness all alone. A silver goddess; a reflection. A mirage; a recollection. No return; no… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“It means that all witches who hunt will turn their full attention on the ones Dominique considers responsible for my murder. They will call… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Christopher . . . are these from you?” she asked at lunch, careful to make her tone light as she placed the two picture-poems… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
