Pandemic (The Extinction Files, #1)

by A.G. Riddle

Slowly, the blackness became complete.

Dreamers die foolish deaths.

Seeing the hope that formed in his eyes at that moment made her proud of the work that she did—and more sure than ever that she was exactly where she was supposed to be, doing what she was meant to do.

This world broke me. I found my peace at the bottom of a bottle. Drinking was my crutch. Don’t let it be yours. Don’t take the road I took. Drinking and drugs only make you forget for a while, dig you deeper in the hole. Don’t depend on them, Desmond. Get yourself clean. Leave the drinking behind.

an unassuming confidence. It drew people like a magnet, put them at ease, compelled them to want to be around her.

was raised by one of the meanest guys I’ve ever known. He never loved me. I don’t think he could, or maybe he couldn’t show it. I never knew love as a child. I’ve never known it before. Until I met you. I don’t know what to do or how to feel, because this is completely new to me.

All things can be repaired, Peyton. Some simply require more time than others. Don’t let tragedy take your dreams away.”

What he needs now is to find his way back, to learn to live and love again.”