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Becca Fitzpatrick
“You smell good, too,” said Patch

It’s called a shower.” I was staring straight ahead. When he didn’t answer, I turned sideways. “Soap. Shampoo. Hot water.”

Naked. I know the drill.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

Becca Fitzpatrick
“Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked.
"If I did?"
"I don't like it."
He grinned. "It stays, Angel.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

Becca Fitzpatrick
“All this time I've hated myself for it. I thought I'd given it up for nothing. But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

Becca Fitzpatrick
“Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

Becca Fitzpatrick
“She'll kill me if she finds you in here. Can you climb trees? Tell me you can climb a tree!"
Patch grinned, "I can fly.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

Becca Fitzpatrick
“Tell me what's going on here. Why can I hear your voice inside my head and why did you say you came to school for me?"

"I was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush
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Becca Fitzpatrick
“Are you gloating inside? That's what this is about, isn't it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!" [...]

"I get that you're angry—," said Patch.

"I am ripped apart!" I shouted.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

Becca Fitzpatrick
“Quit calling me Grey. It makes me sound like I’m a boy.
Like Dorian Gray.”
“Dorian who?”
I sighed. “Just think up something else. Plain old Nora works too, you know.”
“Sure thing, Gumdrop.”
I grimaced. “I take that back. Let’s stick with Grey.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

Becca Fitzpatrick
“Vee never needed a reason to do something stupid. Sad thing was, most of the time I didn't either.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

Micalea Smeltzer
“He promptly pulled out a cigarette stuck it between his lips and lit it. I reached over and snagged it from between his lips and put it out.
I pointed my index finger at him. “You will not suck on this death stick in my presence,” I huffed.

Sloane to Siva”
Micalea Smeltzer
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Micalea Smeltzer
“Sloane,” he said. “You know those stories that little kids read. The ones where the princess always falls in love with the handsome prince despite the bad guy’s effort to thwart it?”
“Yeah,” I said wondering where he was going with this.
“I’m not the handsome prince. I’m the bad guy.”

Siva and Sloane”
Micalea Smeltzer
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Becca Fitzpatrick
“Don't make me regret this," I said, breathless.
"You haven't regretted me once.”
Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo

“The purest moment, tranquil hour of Earth's expectancy. We lay on the soft rose sands beside the sleeping sea in happy land of fragrant meadows I dreamed a dream of. The whisper of the tide, the sighing of the trees. You gentle silver song births my soul aloft upon the inspiration of your nurturing verse with sweet devotion, and flames before me like a holy vision, initiating me into life's beauty and comforting with quiet hope and ease... I feel the ardent flutter your heart gives for delight; you know how Earth is glad and hushed under the tent of purple night that soon to cover us. It glimpses fate's sacred essence with only God to witness...”
Oksana Rus

“They talked about record labels, about how the majority of labels didn't care anything about the music, they just wanted a pretty face they could saturate the media with. The people who were doing the good stuff weren't being signed. "Same with radio," Ruby said. "It has nothing to do with music. For the station, music is just the noise in between the ads." "No shit. It's even hard to tell the songs from the ads." "I know. It's like solid ads." "And nobody cares. Nobody cares that they're being spoon-fed shit. They just think, I like this shit because everybody else likes this shit.”
Anne Fraiser

E.M.  Blomqvist
“It's just a trickle at first, dark hallways, empty rooms, but then Angela sees a face. Eyes wide, nostrils flaring, a little girl's mouth covered with taut rope. The room is damp and cold and simple, a chair in the middle of it all. That's where the girl sits in a yellow dress, hands bound, hair wet with sweat and feet dangling off the floor. The chair's much too big for her, and something's coming. Something bad.”
E.M. Blomqvist
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