“Don't do that!" she exclaimed, shivering at the realization that it had been his fingers touching her. He gave her his lazy, slightly twisted smile and brushed a few pieces of unruly black hair out of his face. "Are you… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“Spite is anger which is afraid to show itself, it is an impotent fury conscious of its impotence.” — Henri-Frédéric Amiel Copy Share Image
