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“Bel deserved to feel as wonderful as he made everyone else feel. He deserved the kind of peace and support that his mere presence gave her. She was determined to give it to him.”
― Jaysea Lynn, For Whom the Belle Tolls

“I want you to know my story, because I trust you with it. You’re the only person I trust with all of it.”
― Jaysea Lynn, For Whom the Belle Tolls

“Everything in her screamed to fight. She’d always fought. She’d been born for it. Fought nap time, fought reading lessons, fought to ask questions, fought to defend herself, fought to be better, fought to learn, fought to love herself again, fought to live life on her own terms. But she couldn’t fight this.”
― Jaysea Lynn, For Whom the Belle Tolls

“Princess, I’m so fucking proud of you I could burst.”
― Jaysea Lynn, For Whom the Belle Tolls

“Then Sharkie and Bel had laughed together about something, and she’d known. Known that she had to go to that office today and close off that path, because she’d truly chosen another.”
― Jaysea Lynn, For Whom the Belle Tolls

“She’d taken all of one step forward when an elderly man and woman caught her eye as they walked hand in hand through the doors, bright smiles on their weathered faces. Oh. It was him. The man who’d been waiting for his wife.”
― Jaysea Lynn, For Whom the Belle Tolls

“Lucy wipes her eyes with the back of her hand, takes a long, shuddering breath to compose herself. But it’s no use. Already, her face burns with the memory: of how trusting she’d been, how foolish.”
― Emilia Hart, The Sirens

“No one can see who I am or remember who my father is. I’m an invisible hand on the page instead of the name on the cover.”
― Julie Clark, The Ghostwriter

“Shadows of my younger self dance in the corners, teasing me out, forcing me to remember things I’d long forgotten.”
― Julie Clark, The Ghostwriter

“Cool air floats in through an open window, low music playing from hidden speakers, a full stomach and the buzz of alcohol making me feel relaxed.”
― Julie Clark, The Ghostwriter

“But this book—about my family, my past—belongs to me as well. Maybe it’s my turn to tell a story.”
― Julie Clark, The Ghostwriter

“Because my own memories are tied up in this tapestry that’s slowly appearing before me. Threads connecting my story to this one. It’s”
― Julie Clark, The Ghostwriter

“I was moved to tears at one point, thinking how lucky I was to be living in this moment.”
― Julie Clark, The Ghostwriter

“When I have to push across the abyss—go from the easy stories to the harder ones. The ones that live inside all of us but don’t ever come out.”
― Julie Clark, The Ghostwriter

“Information is power, yes. But it’s also a burden because once you know something, you can’t pretend you don’t.”
― Julie Clark, The Ghostwriter

“Snippets of memories, fragments of conversations. When you’re living it, you can’t see how it all fits together, or how it’s all going to end. But here, in this space, all your days line up like pearls on a string, each one leading to the next. You get to touch them, live them one last time and finally understand.”
― Julie Clark, The Ghostwriter

“The night is a hand on the back of her neck, heavy, unwelcome,”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“He raps his knuckles against his chest. “We are hollowed, bit by bit, as all that made us human dies. Our kindness. Our empathy. Our capacity for fear, and love. One by one, they slough away, until all that’s left is the desire to hunt, to hurt, to feed, to kill. That is how we die. Made reckless by our hunger. Convinced we are unkillable until someone or something proves us wrong.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“Free from pain. Free from rules. Free from death. Free to live as I want. Free to take what I want. Free to be who I want. With whomever I want.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“Death comes, and sometimes it is kind, and often it is cruel, and very rarely it is welcome. But it comes, all the same.”
― V.E. Schwab, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

“It was like stepping back into old, worn shoes that had gone stiff without a partner to dance with.”
― Ashley Poston, The Dead Romantics

“Harry’s dad didn’t think anyone would find him out here for at least a few years, so it surprised him when police came knocking on his door a week later. Last I heard, he was rotting in the state prison.”
― Ashley Poston, The Dead Romantics

“As they moved, the flame of her candle danced higher, throwing her shadow onto the stone walls. His silhouette was notably missing.”
― Kaylie Smith, Phantasma

“Images flash through his mind, like someone flipping through a stack of half-developed Polaroids. Huge chunks of the past eight years are completely wiped from his brain, but every tiny interaction he’s had with this woman is burned into his memory. He’s never been able to overwrite them.”
― Kate Goldbeck, You, Again

“Ironic? No. Maybe it’s Alanis-ironic. The goats are cute.”
― Kate Goldbeck, You, Again

“If she’s flushed, it’s because she never feels comfortable when she’s not facing an exit. Which he probably doesn’t realize because she feels funny admitting that to people.”
― Kate Goldbeck, You, Again

“This goes wrong one hundred percent of the time—until the one time it doesn’t.”
― Kate Goldbeck, You, Again

“butterfly earring lay a few feet away from her hand, on the”
― Noelle W. Ihli, Forget You Saw Her

“Without looking at the item in her hand, she gently set it on the passenger seat beside a sweatshirt—where I sat riding shotgun beside her.”
― Noelle W. Ihli, Forget You Saw Her

“Somebody knows something.”
― Noelle W. Ihli, Forget You Saw Her