“I looked up at the waxing moon and felt the stir of the cat in my chest. I wasn’t the Violet Jordan who ran anymore. I was the Violet Jordan who threw drinks in men’s faces and threw senseis across… — Amanda Arista Copy Share Image
“I looked up at the waxing moon and felt the stir of the cat in my chest. I wasn’t the Violet Jordan who ran… — Amanda Arista Copy Share Image
“I wondered if it was part of his superhero package: quick healing, überstrength, superspeed, and the ability to leap over problems in our relationship… — Amanda Arista Copy Share Image
