Quote by Charlie N. Holmberg

“Matrona's heart retreated until it hit her spine, and she quivered with its every beat.”

— Charlie N. Holmberg

“She had the air of someone clinging to a wall of soap.”

— Dennis Lehane

“Her soul made her honest. Her soul made her kind. It made her swerve for pedestrian ants when she rode her bicycle through the…

— Sophia Elaine Hanson

“I flush,and my inner goddess grabs a rose between her teeth and starts to tango.”

— E.L. James

“Her lips pursed. My palms went damp. Her fangs were out, as pointed and delicate as little bone daggers. "That’s disappointing, Solange." I was…

— Alyxandra Harvey

“She felt ridiculous standing in the middle of the woods hugging a roll of toilet paper to her chest. And oh so vulnerable, too.…

— Diane Alberts

“Charmaine swallowed nervously as she hesitated for a moment, her throat dry, arid and parched like the sands of the desert under the burning…

— Jill Thrussell

“She got under your skin like a sliver of wood that’s always a little bit raw and irritated, never working its way out again.”

— J.S. Scott

“She raised a little mountain for the ants to climb over. She reduced them to a frenzy of indecision by this interference in their…

— Virginia Woolf

“Today, however, she didn't go looking for urchins or broken shells. She simply walked to the end of the earth and stood a while.”

— John Burnside

“She entered the manor, but couldn’t help feeling that she was trying to hold together a carpet as dozens of people pulled out threads…

— Brandon Sanderson

“She returned many years later. So much time had passed that the smell of musk in the room had blended in with the smell…

— Gabriel García Márquez