“I can't believe you ate all the ice cream, Daemon!"I cringed and stopped inside the dining room. There was no way I… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“His hands slid around my head, pulling me back to his mouth. There was a cracking sound in the house. A fissure… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
Your file was empty. Nothing. Not even an immunization record.” He didn’t even pretend to look surprised. He eased back in his… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I've always found that the most beautiful people, truly beautiful inside and out, are the ones who are quietly unaware of their… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. — George R. R. Martin Copy Share Image
If there is a true measure of a person's soul, if there is a single gauge of real divinity, of how beautifully… — Mark Morford Copy Share Image
“„Did you just…clean a dish?” Dee backed away slowly, blinking. She glanced at Daemon. “The world is going to end. And I’m… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“To Daemon, my arrival was the beginning of the end. The apocalypse. Kat-mageddon.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
-and nobody’s getting laid!” I practically shouted. “You think I don’t know that?” He shifted his body beneath me, making me painfully… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“He paused, his smug grin turning wicked as his eyes met mine. “We could always have sex. I hear that uses up… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
Eyes as black and as shiny as chips of obsidian stared back into his. They were eyes like black holes, letting nothing… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The last thing he felt was Bethany being pulled from his limp arms. A finality of black crashed over him in waves… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“I captured her cheeks, pulling her back to my hungry mouth. Man, I couldn’t get enough of her taste, of how she… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“But no matter where I went, what I was running from would still be with me—Kat. She wasn’t just back in the… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
Religion is a barbarous obsidian knife poised over our chests put it in a cabinet and admire it as a work of… — PZ Myers Copy Share Image
“You remind me of a little fuzzy kitten, all claws and no bite.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“He was a jerk. Moody. But there had been brief moments that I’d spent with him—like a nanosecond—when I thought I might… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
When Barrons looks at me like that, it rattles me. Lust, in those ancient, obsidian eyes, offers no trace of humanity. Doesn’t… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“„It’s okay. It’s over.” He slipped back into his human form, pulling her against his chest, resting his cheek against hers. Their… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The arrogant half smile I disliked so much tipped up one corner of his swollen lips. “You’re barely glowing now.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“The caterpillar turns to liquid before turning into a butterfly. Liquid. Thus washing away any speck of his caterpillar self as he… — Hippie Copy Share Image
“The desperate piercing scream of horror echoed far above the sharpened tops of the trees wrapped in thin obsidian-transparent mist, and I… — Simona Panova Copy Share Image
