Finnick!" Something between a shriek and a cry of joy. A lovely if somewhat bedraggled young woman--dark tangled hair, sea green eyes--runs… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Aching familiar in a way that made me wish I was still eight. Eight was before death or divorce or heartbreak. Eight… — Jenny Han Copy Share Image
“There were other things too, something resembling soggy cotton balls, and something else, like clumps of tangled hair, and all of that… — Mariam Petrosyan Copy Share Image
“He climbed into the bed behind her and spooned his body to hers, pulling the covers up over them both. “Sleep, sweetheart.”… — Julie Miller Copy Share Image
Well, my love,” said Alexia with prodigious daring to Lord Maccon, “shall we?” The earl started to move forward and then stopped… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
