“How do I even start?” she murmured. She pulled back and shrugged one shoulder and pressed her chin toward it. “What do I do when I think about this? How do you go to tomorrow when yesterday has its claws… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“I nearly laughed. “So he creates us so He can break us apart and watch us crumble and crawl to Him?” It sounded harsh. “He creates us with strength to handle the world when we feel pain,” he said. He… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“Yeah, well that’s the thing about ignorance,” she said. “You can prove it wrong over and over and that doesn’t make it change. But… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“People have died playing this?” gasped Riley. Zayne grinned and replied, “Uh huh.” “Only eight,” said Estelle. “One in the last decade.” Zayne said,… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“Pretty,” said Cree. “It was very pretty.” She giggled as she stroked her green nails over her cheeks and smiled at Riley. “I suppose… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“You know, they treat Christianity more like a competition than a community,” she said. “And they know they can’t win on their own merit,… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“Owl brain,” Charell replied. “Made specially so ‘tis still thinking when you eat it. Keeps you smart.” — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“But I didn’t kiss you?” “No,” she replied. Then his hand slipped away, and when Riley opened her eyes, Jaden had stepped back. The… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“Breaking is what makes us beautiful in the end if we are brave enough to put ourselves back together. And you—you are breathtaking.” — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“Why am I here? I was falling off a cliff just a minute ago, and then I landed on your floor.” Estelle looked down… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“How do I even start?” she murmured. She pulled back and shrugged one shoulder and pressed her chin toward it. “What do I do… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“I can say one good thing about the south. They cook like that’s what life’s about.” — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
“I nearly laughed. “So he creates us so He can break us apart and watch us crumble and crawl to Him?” It sounded harsh.… — E.E. Martin Copy Share Image
