“The razor blade hanging from her neck made her feel brave. Honest. A naked blade hid nothing, feared nothing. She wanted to be like that. Because that was how you found yourself, created yourself. You didn't hide. You didn't wait… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“It was hard to be honest, to open up, and reveal something that sounded crazy. Because once you told someone the truth, that person… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“Because, if you could love someone, and keep loving them, without being loved back . . . then that love had to be real.… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“Blue was standing over her, shaking out his wet hair like an annoying blue dog. Beads of water clung to the muscle of his… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“They said every year was a gift, not a guarantee, and ought to be celebrated accordingly.” — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“Not every girl can be Isabelle Lightwood or Katniss Everdeen. I think the true measure of a hero is what a person does with… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“She could end up as just another girl in a forbidden room, a sleeping beauty who would never wake. He didn't want that for… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“But Clary's a hero at heart- and that means she'll find a way to be the hero she needs to be, to look beyond… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“Mira shrugged. If Rachel thought long-distance romance was weird, she'd think the truth - a fake long-distance romance, complete with eight months' worth of… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“Mira moved into the light like a sleepwalker, leaving Blue behind in the dust, the unused room, the past. She thought of the fabled… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“She never felt nervous around Blue. She could hold her own with him, laugh at him, and, if necessary, slap him. There was something… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“The razor blade hanging from her neck made her feel brave. Honest. A naked blade hid nothing, feared nothing. She wanted to be like… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“I'm starting to think it was a mistake to introduce you to the whole gang," he said. Rafe was still hitting on Layla; Layla… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“As an artist, her imagination isn't fettered by the constraints of reality.” — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“You crazy liar," he said breathlessly. "You knew I was lying." "Not to - that degree." "Okay, so maybe I like you a little.” — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
“And at that age, the only boys I didn’t think were gross were dead scientists – and it’s not like I wanted to kiss… — Sarah Cross Copy Share Image
