“He let out another chuckle, one that slithered up her spine and wrapped around her throat.” — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
“His voice, dark and velvety soft, intimate and yet cold: You have blood on your hands.” — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
“IF YOU HAVE EVER LOOKED IN THE MIRROR AND HATED WHAT YOUSAW,THIS BOOK IS FOR YOU.” — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
“THEY WILL ALL BETRAY YOU, War said. And they would. Whether it was her teachers or her friends or her family, they would all… — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
THREE DAYS TO DEAD is one of the best books I've read. Ever. Evy Stone is a heroine's heroine, and I rooted for her… — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
“He let out another chuckle, one that slithered up her spine and wrapped around her throat.” — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
“Melissa Miller, sixteen and a self-injurer, looked upon the embodiment of her rage. "I accept you," Missy said, opening her arms wide. "I accept… — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
She wanted to have him hold her and tell her all the demons were pretend, that there was no monster in her closet, that… — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
“In a rush, the world opened its mouth to her—and it was screaming. Everywhere—the air around her, the ground beneath her, the stars above—rippled… — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
“On the flat expanse of pancake ice, War stood by the Pale Rider’s side. Though their forms did not touch, their shadows intertwined, black… — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
A smile flitted across War's mouth, hidden by her helmet. She had little patience for religion (although she approved heartily of the religious fanatics… — Jackie Morse Kessler Copy Share Image
