Grimstone (Grimstone, #1)

by Sophie Lark

Her smile changes everything about her looks. Without it, she’s barely pretty, but her grin throws the switch at the amusement park. Her whole face lights up, neon bright.

I want Remi to look at me like that. In fact, I just might make her.

Now I’m here in this tiny diorama of a town, quaint as gingerbread, dark as a fairytale.

either. Grimstone is a honeycomb of secrets, like those black caves in the cliffs, too dark to see, but you can hear the ocean rushing

“Emotion can’t be banished. It can only be stuffed down inside to fester.” “And what happens when it festers?” Dane asks. “It rots you from the inside out.”

I’m bitter and resentful, but I’ll forgive her everything if she’ll just give me one hopeful look.

I worry you can’t love me back if you know who I really am. But you can’t love me at all if you don’t.”

It is painful to admit hard truths. But it’s incredibly healing to be forgiven and loved in spite of them.