“Mira sat down on the rim of the fountain. The marble ledge was damp, and mist sprinkled her skin. Coins shimmered under the water like fish scales. She counted them, each one a wish, and wondered how love could be… — 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
