“My mind argued with itself about whether to adhere to proper etiquette or whether to fling aside all modesty and throw my arms around him. My feet chose the latter before my mind had a chance to settle it. I flew off the stool and landed in his embrace. Freezing rain drenched his coat and shirt. His arms wrapped around… — Tess Oliver Copy Share
“I fell back into my favorite chair and tucked my hands between my knees to stop them from shaking. I sucked in… — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“I don't know how it happened. Through the din of the crowd, I heard this tiny scream. As small and distant as… — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“Nathaniel Strider could never love. He's obviously discovered early on that girls' hearts were vulnerable and all a lad needed was a… — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“Hell won't be so bad, you know. After all, I'll be there to keep you company.” — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“He looked down at my fingers wrapped around his coat then lifted his eyes to mine. 'My tiny huntress, do you know… — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“His smile reappeared. It was not large or extraordinary, but it was one I would not soon forget.” — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“You were meant for me, Poppy. I can feel it in my fingertips when I touch you.” — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“Rinkeni, you could be standing on the other side of the earth, and I would hear you if you needed me.” — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“My mind argued with itself about whether to adhere to proper etiquette or whether to fling aside all modesty and throw my arms around him. My feet chose the latter before my mind had a chance to settle it. I flew off the stool and landed in his embrace. Freezing rain drenched his coat and shirt. His arms wrapped around… — Tess Oliver Copy Share
“Blasted grave marker. There sure are a bloody lot of them. They've got some nerve burying all these dead people here.” — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“A paper man. How romantic. And when I tire of him, I can just crumple him into a huge ball.” — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“We're going to be matchmakers and find the perfect girl for Barrett." "I already told them that every girl is perfect, and that's the problem--cant pick just one." "You're full of shit," Taylor waved him off. "All right, first of all--do you prefer brunette, blonde, ginger, or bald?" "Yes," Barrett said confidently. "Which one?" Taylor asked. "All of them." "Even… — Tess Oliver Copy Share
“It's like being tethered to an angel. Hell keeps calling me but I can't let go.” — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“I know exactly what I want. I want you, Jane. There is no one else on this earth for me but you.” — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“Your thigh? Your shoulder? Is there any part of you that hasn't been hurt yet?" He seemed to be contemplating my question for a… — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
“I fell back into my favorite chair and tucked my hands between my knees to stop them from shaking. I sucked in a deep… — Tess Oliver Copy Share Image
