He slouched back in his seat, looking tired, and leaned his face on his shoulder to look at me while he played… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
He smiled tolerantly at her. Rubbing his smooth chin its recently assassinated chin hairs, he studied her. She barely came up to… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
The room went dark and, after a moment, Grace whispered that she loved me, sounding a little sad. I wrapped my arms… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I guess I make things that need energy stronger. I'm like a walking battery." "You're the table everyone wants at Starbucks," Gansey… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I guess I make things that need energy stronger. I'm like a walking battery. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
We are shoulder to shoulder due to the size of the cab, and if Gratton is made of flour and potatoes, Sean… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
At the door to the helicopter, Gansey looked bad over his shoulder at them, his smile complicated when he saw them holding… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
In the middle of all this, as Sean slips out of his jacket, he looks over his shoulder at me and he… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
She could've looked at the tiny miracles in front of her: my feet, my hands, my fingers, the shape of my shoulders… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I laughed, loud enough that Delia looked up at me. She made motions for me to come over, but I pretended to… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
She breathed. "This is lovely." It was for Adam, not Gansey, but she saw Gansey glance over his shoulder at her. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I could just barely see the dark curve of his shoulder, and something about the shape it made, the gesture it suggested,… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sean pushes up to his feet and stands there. I look at his dirty boots. Now I've offended him, I think. He… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Sam reached his hand toward mine and I automatically put my fingers in his. With a guilty little smile he pulled my hand toward… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, there lived a boy, and he had to risk everything to keep what he loved. But really the story was:… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
I think-I need to ask an embarrassing question. Do you think I could borrow a pair of scrubs? I-uh-my pants-" "Oh!" Cried the poor… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
We dance, we dance. You hold the thread of my soul. You spin, you spin. And you unravel the part from the whole. We… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
Mum once told Dad that vices are only vices when looked at through the frame of society. — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“At least when he was at Aglionby he could turn over his papers to see the grades, concrete proof of his success at something.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“That's the one." In Puck Connolly's custody. That might be the last I see of that jacket.” — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“I asked,”Are you going to pick up next time I call you?” ”I did this time didn’t I?” “Say yes.” “Yes. Conditionally yes.”…... …”What… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
