Touched (Touched, #1)

by Elisa S. Amore

What are you willing to sacrifice when the only person who can save you is the same one who has to kill you?

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Who, then, did I need to fight to drive away the pain? Myself? Unlikely. It must be coming from a stronger entity, and I no longer felt strong. I couldn’t even control my own thoughts. It was definitely a powerful energy, an uncontrollable one. But if I didn’t know its nature, how could I fight it and keep it from clouding my mind?

Good question

I wanted a love that consumed me.

Same here

“The origins of the constellations are ancient, you know. Since the dawn of time, man has observed the sky and drawn imaginary lines connecting one luminous spot to the other. Each culture composed its figures using its own imagination. What to the Greeks was a bear was a wagon to the Romans, a hippopotamus to the Egyptians, and a dipper to the Chinese. Like it is here, can you imagine?” His explanation made me smile. “But I’ve always found it interesting how the Greeks, in particular, turned the sky into a stage on which heroes and gods performed, led by the imagination. In my mind, the stories make the sky a sort of giant picture book, and every night for thousands of years its characters have come to life before our eyes. All you need to do is look at them.”

Beautiful

I’ll defy the entire universe if you’ll fight with me.”

I hope

To my son: Never let fear or insecurity make decisions for you.

Please