Thank you,” he was whispering, “thank you, thank you.…” And then he was kissing my face, every inch of it he could… — Alexandra Bracken Chanting Copy Share Image
“Let’s see if I remember all of this—born in Charlottesville, Virginia, but raised in Salem by her mother, Susan, a teacher, and… — Alexandra Bracken Alexandra-bracken Copy Share Image
“Life had the nasty habit of lifting me up just to throw me back down.” — Alexandra Bracken Habits Copy Share Image
You get a good review, and it’s like crack. You need another hit. And another. And another. I know authors are like… — Alexandra Bracken Applause Copy Share Image
“We have to keep moving. If I stopped now, I knew I would never be able to start again.” — Alexandra Bracken Copy Share Image
“I don't know about the rest of you, but I'd be up for hearing about the one-eyed chick.” — Alexandra Bracken Vida Copy Share Image
If a heart could break once, it shouldn't have been able to happen again. — Alexandra Bracken Able Copy Share Image
“There’s this word,” she continued, turning to study her fingers gripping the wheel. “Nothing like it exists in the English language. It’s… — Alexandra Bracken English language Copy Share Image
“I used to dream about turning back time, about reclaiming the things I’d lost and the person I used to be. But… — Alexandra Bracken Dreams Copy Share Image
I hugged him without any kind of fear or self-consciousness, fiercely, with a rush of emotion that almost brought tears to my… — Alexandra Bracken Arms Copy Share Image
“Strong feelings, especially terror and desperation, leave an imprint on the air that echo back to whoever's unlucky enough to walk through… — Alexandra Bracken Copy Share Image
“I realized that the only people that were ever going to help us were ourselves.” — Alexandra Bracken Selfhelp Copy Share Image
But inside or out, I was alone, and I was beginning to wonder if I always had been, if I always would… — Alexandra Bracken Wonder Copy Share Image
“I'll teach you later, but for now I just need someone to watch the signs for me. Come on up to the… — Alexandra Bracken Chubs Copy Share Image
He's just like a stallion. Wild and kicking on the outside, but a heart soft as satin on the inside. Just waiting… — Alexandra Bracken Break Copy Share Image
“My fear for you outweighs my fear of him,” he said simply. “And I told you, didn’t I? If you left, I’d… — Alexandra Bracken End Copy Share Image
“Being different – being simply you instead of what other people wanted you to be – was its own kind of bravery” — Alexandra Bracken Courage Copy Share Image
He held me against him gently, as if I was glass - as if I could shatter and fall away from him… — Alexandra Bracken Breathless Copy Share Image
I closed my eyes. I forced myself to relax, to remember that here, now, and always, I was the predator. — Alexandra Bracken Eye Copy Share Image
“What?" he whispered. "What are you smiling about?" My fingers brushed against his hair, trying to smooth it down. I realized what… — Alexandra Bracken Chubs Copy Share Image
One of the things I noticed while I lived in New York City was how different the kids and teens were that… — Alexandra Bracken Age Copy Share Image
