He was not as soft as when I'd first met him, not as young, but the angles of his face, his quick… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with him before, hungry, wanting, desperate. It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I touched my lips to hers again, and this time, it was a very different sort of kiss. It was six years’… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
And then I opened my eyes and it was just Grace and me - nothing anywhere but Grace and me - she… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I stood on my toes and stole a soft kiss from his lips. "Surprise attack," I said. Sam leaned down and kissed… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
To Grace, these were the things that mattered: my hands on her cheeks, my lips on her mouth. The fleeting touches that… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
When he kissed me, his lips soft and careful, it was all the thrill of our first kiss and all the practiced… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
She kissed me harder, breath huffing into my mouth, and bit my lip. Oh, hell that was amazing. I growled before I… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
All of them are men, not a girl amongst them unless you count Tommy Falk because his lips are so pretty. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
This summer-sweet night is only one minute upon one minute upon another Beautiful cacophony, sugar upon lips, dancing to exhaustion I thought… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
How long?" His smile was amazingly sweet. "The longest." For ever?" Sam's lips smiled, but above his grin, his yellow eyes turned… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sean reaches between us and slides a thin bracelet of red ribbons over my free hand. Lifting my arm, he presses his… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I couldn't think of anything to say. I was idiotically entranced by the way he said "Grace." The tone of it. The… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile he pulled my hand toward… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, there lived a boy, and he had to risk everything to keep what he loved. But really the story was:… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I think-I need to ask an embarrassing question. Do you think I could borrow a pair of scrubs? I-uh-my pants-" "Oh!" Cried the poor… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
We dance, we dance. You hold the thread of my soul. You spin, you spin. And you unravel the part from the whole. We… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“At least when he was at Aglionby he could turn over his papers to see the grades, concrete proof of his success at something.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“That's the one." In Puck Connolly's custody. That might be the last I see of that jacket.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I asked,”Are you going to pick up next time I call you?” ”I did this time didn’t I?” “Say yes.” “Yes. Conditionally yes.”…... …”What… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
