“They are part of his imagination, part of his story, and so, part of him. If he would not hurt you, then… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“No," said her dad, starting to shout, "what I can't handle is you being dropped off after midnight by some kid who… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Painted faces laughed. It was like a mad carnival where everyone was oblivious, lost in the bliss of chaos, a throng unaware… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“She’d never seen a boy with hands like that, with long, delicate fingers, beautiful but still masculine. His fingernails were long too,… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Despite all the dark armor, the kohl liner, the black boots and chains, she saw him clearly now. She’d peered through the… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“He was horrible and fascinating all at once, like a scorpion prepared to strike, all angles and sharp lines and menace.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“So, you let me get through that whole spiel, my entire tirade, but weren't going to let me have the dramatic walkaway,… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Isobel’s face burned. Her skin tingled where he’d touched her, with an almost imperceptible electricity that she couldn’t be sure if she… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Like a serpent, this demon had coiled and nested into those empty and cavernous spaces of his heart. Like a harpy, she… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“You yourself could be nothing more than a shadow, someone else’s dream who is, themselves, someone else’s.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Besides," Gwen added, fluffing the dress folds, "this thing took forever, so you're wearing it." "Wait you made this?" Isobel asked, distracted.… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Much like books, she could tell how voiceless things had provided a brand of companionship more compatible to his nature than human… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Sam stop yelling at her!" her mother yelled. "If this were in Japsnese," said Danny, "it could be an anime.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“I'll keep it," she said. "Then, when you get back, after you and the dark one are done making out and planning… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Yeah, well, I tried to explain that my mind powers don’t work on Tuesdays.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“She is the harbinger of nightmares as well as death, destruction, and insanity. Said to reign in an alternate dimension, a bleak… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“So." [Isobel] cleared her throat. "What are we doing?" "We," [Varen] said at last, "are doing a project on Poe." "Didn't he… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Dancers churned around them like storm tossed flowers, their heads held to either side as they whirled with abandonment. “Look at them,”… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Isobel moved farther into the kitchen, not knowing whether to be relieved that her mother hadn't had an atomic meltdown, or mortified… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Isobel's head popped up. "What does 'sagacious' mean?" "Sagacious," he said, writing, "adjective describing someone in possession of acute mental faculties. Also… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“She stood in the mist, waiting for him again. Always in the same place.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“They are part of his imagination, part of his story, and so, part of him. If he would not hurt you, then it only… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Yesterday,” she began, speaking to his back, hurrying as though there was some element of him that was part hourglass.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“She felt him pull her to him. His voice, acidic and sharp, buzzed in her ear. "Soon...I'll be all that's left.” — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“You're really a blond," she said, her tone just short of accusatory. "And if you tell anyone, I will come to you in the… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“He smiled like he couldn't help it. She couldn't believe it. He was actally smiling , teeth and all. Had she ever seen him… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“It is naught but pain and regret when we think of the things and people we will never have, the opportunities we may never… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“I can't help it that I'm susceptible to you," he whispered. "You know that. It's just that you're so...unreal...and so I have to touch… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“To Madeline, This subtle second self Sheaf of me Can do more than you ever could. Like you, it can leave And go Somewhere… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
“Isobel, this was the only way I knew how to reach you. After tonight it will all go away. I never meant for you… — Kelly Creagh Copy Share Image
