Fortuity (Transcend, #3)

by Jewel E. Ann

This girl. She’s life. She pumped my heart when I didn’t think it could keep beating. She filled my lungs when I thought I’d taken my last breath. She crawled up my face and showed me I still had a smile.

Happiness comes in small packages. It’s not so much a state of mind, but a moment.

We can’t turn off the sun, run from the wind, or push back the tide. Some forces are just too strong. Love isn’t an emotion. It’s a force.

Words shape us in ways that affect us on a cellular level.