My name is not Mara Dyer, but my lawyer told me I had to choose something. A pseudonym. A nom de plume, for all of us studying for the SATs. I know that having a fake name is strange, but… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
I knew one hundred little things about Noah Shaw but when he kissed me I couldn't remember my own name. — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that I was covered in blood. The second thing I noticed was that this… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“You could start a fire with the heat between you two." "You're mistaking bitter animosity for heartfelt affection.” — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“I was applauding Mara for her extraordinarily appropriate use of the term 'batsh*t crazy” — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“So, what are you doing with my little sister today?” Daniel asked. I closed my eyes in defeat. “I’m afraid I can’t ruin the… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“They lie, you know. It's not easier to ask for forgiveness. Not even a little.” — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“what if they make me stay? To keep me safe?”“I wouldn’t, if I were them.” “What do you mean?”“Any minute now . . .”Two… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“Have you seen the rest of the flat?” A single shake. “Would you like to?” A single nod. “Follow.” I turn away from her… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“You’re distracting,” I said truthfully. “I won’t be. I promise,” Noah said. “I’ll get some crayons and draw quietly. Alone. In a corner.” — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
