“Christopher . . . are these from you?” she asked at lunch, careful to make her tone light as she placed the two picture-poems on the table. Christopher’s eyes fell to them, and he smiled. “Yes.” He didn’t ask if… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share
“She'll forgive me for defending myself as soon as she...gets back. And you had better hope that she is back by the next time those pretty black eyes open, because otherwise, I am going to have to get creative, and… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share
The first time I kissed you, you had just cut off your hair with a plastic knife. You were in restraints and your lips… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Days and weeks and years. My brother never returned last night. Days and weeks and years. How long until their assassins find me? Danica… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
The only way I can protect him now is to make sure he never understands how easy killing can become. — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Betia kissed my forehead. "I won't leave unless you ask me to. I-" Her lips touched mine chastely. "The future will come. I will… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
I wish to you sunshine, my dear one, my dear one. And treetops for you to soar past. I wish to you innocence, my… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
I could not cry for my own brother; he would not want me to. But I found myself crying for this hated stranger and… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“My cousin tried to kill me today," he said. He realized that his voice held an edge of hysteria. "She nearly succeeded. But I… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Every moment of every day, she had fought to keep his face out of her mind, and his voice out of her head, had… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
“I’m not asking for anything beyond your company in sleep. Just let me rest with the sound of your heartbeat beside mine.” — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
