“I don’t need to know your history. I don’t want to know about your past," he says as he looks at me. "I want to pretend that you exist today just for me, that no one else knows you the… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“You’re gone again. I am bereft again. I can’t concentrate on anything. I relive our one day together until all traces of the present… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“It was her favorite story, that she remembers, but she would be hard-pressed to retell it now, faithfully, as it had been told to… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“An endless scream pierced the frigid night air and shook the world with its rage and sorrow. The aged stone and brick that had… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“In Valiente's world," Eden wrote,"Love is never consummated, but remains a figment of the hero's own imagination. In preferring dreams to reality, the hero… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“He lowered his head, his mouth on her neck. “You’re all I think about. I can’t breathe without you in my head, my body,… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“Some curses fade and leave nothing but the faintest mark, a tea stain on watered silk. There are those that are so malevolent that,… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“When asked out, I am hesitant, my glance straying to the beeefy, 400-page mystery thriller lounging seductively on the nightstand next to my bed,… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“He felt that he had always been there, among the apple trees, watching for the woman in the tower to come to her window.… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“Without looking at him, Sera could feel Andrew brooding and watching her. Something was about to happen, is happening. She was bothered by his… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
“You were always meant for me. And I, for you. All along from the beginning, we were moving towards each other even though we… — Ava Zavora Copy Share Image
