Quote by Bibiana Krall Download Open image ““Weightless inside a gem, her heart unchained like a pardoned prisoner.”” — Bibiana Krall ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“He offered her power, money, status... a giant prison, all in exchange for only...her soul.” — Jamie Weise Copy Share Image
“There's a weight in the room now, a remembrance of childhood. It sinks like a stone, or a heart, or my weight on a… — Kris Kidd Copy Share Image
“. . . his heart was kind; in a world where kind hearts were more rare than diamonds, he was a treasure flawed but a treasure nonetheless.” — Dean Koontz Copy Share Image
“She was determined that I hold this thing inside me like a heart—something irremovable and constant.” — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“She was the real treasure, more precious than sapphires, diamonds and gold. At the core of his ancient, cynical heart, he was an acquisitive… — Thea Harrison Copy Share Image
“This was about getting inside her body, then her mind, before unlocking the chastity belt that was her heart, to steal the soul inside.” — Lindsay J. Pryor Copy Share Image
“Long ago she'd clamped an iron shell around her heart and nothing and no one could pry it lose, but deep inside the tender… — Sarah Sundin Copy Share Image
“that treacherous little black heart that sits behind my ribs, as always when I think of her, begins to beat to a slow and… — J.A. Redmerski Copy Share Image
“He imprisoned the rest of her body by the simple expediency of lying down on top of her.” — Thea Harrison Copy Share Image
“Perhaps that cruel girl was right? I should be a good girl, and my friend will be fine. I am too dramatic, always seeing… — Bibiana Krall Copy Share Image
“The breeze picked up the acrid odor of marsh gas when it changed direction, making her turn her head and look curiously at the… — Bibiana Krall Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the things that don't seem like much much, become the very ones that define us.” — Bibiana Krall Copy Share Image
“Behind each and every fence picket, hope slumbered undercover like a narcissist butterfly seeking its glorious reflection in a daffodil bloom.” — Bibiana Krall Copy Share Image
“The stranded oysters are popping open in the warmth. Tucked in like narcoleptic babies in the pluff mud, they snooze their existence away. Exuding… — Bibiana Krall Copy Share Image
“If love and passion is madness, then she was unhinged."- Abulon, Bibiana Krall Where ancient geology, dreams & the power of attraction” — Bibiana Krall Copy Share Image
