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  • #1
    Katharine McGee
    “They say that before death, people’s lives flash before their eyes. But as the ground rushed ever faster toward her, the girl could think only of the past few hours, the path she’d taken that ended here. If only she hadn’t talked to him. If only she hadn’t been so foolish. If only she hadn’t gone up there in the first place.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #2
    Katharine McGee
    “And beneath her bare feet lay the biggest structure on earth, a whole world unto itself. How strange that there were millions of people below her at this very moment, eating, sleeping, dreaming, touching. Avery blinked, feeling suddenly and acutely alone. They were strangers, all of them, even the ones she knew. What did she care about them, or about herself, or about anything, really?”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #3
    Katharine McGee
    “Leda was struck by how much Avery reminded her of Atlas. They weren’t related by blood, and yet they had the same white-hot intensity. When they turned the full force of their attention on you, it was as blinding as looking into the sun.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #4
    Katharine McGee
    “Her body was reacting instinctively to his nearness, like a plant that had been too long in the dark and was finally exposed to sunlight.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #5
    Katharine McGee
    “She nodded, breaking every promise to herself, loving him.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #6
    Katharine McGee
    “He didn’t know what it was like, wanting something you could never have; how impossible it was to un-want it once you’d let the feeling in.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #7
    Katharine McGee
    “Her biggest secret was standing right there before her. She just hoped he wasn’t also her biggest mistake.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #8
    Katharine McGee
    “Disengage,” she whispered, pulling the red tab on her wristband. Immediately Avery’s weapons were rendered inactive and she became invisible to everyone in the augmented reality game, able to do nothing except walk back to the staging room until she reactivated. It was like she wasn’t even there, like she’d suddenly erased herself. Which was exactly how she felt.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #9
    Katharine McGee
    “Usually she looked all bright and sunshiny, but the dark stones captured something else in her, the shadows flitting across her face and along the curve of her collarbone.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #10
    Katharine McGee
    “Where are we headed?” she asked, stepping with Cord onto the monorail back toward the Tower.
    “I was thinking dinner,” he said. “Are you hungry?”
    Rylin looked at him, her brow furrowed, but for once he didn’t sound teasing. “It’s only ten a.m.,” she pointed out.
    He grinned. “Not where we’re going.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #11
    Katharine McGee
    “There was a downpour coming; Avery could feel it. The wind was already gaining strength, tearing out the last of her hairpins, whipping her dress close to her body. The air was heavy with the scent of rain. Avery's thoughts circled frantically in her mind, pressing so hard she thought she would burst.
    A falcon that had been perched farther along the railing turned a beady eye on her, curious. Avery watched it unfurl its wings and take off. She felt a sudden kinship with the bird, the way it flew screaming into the sky like a wild thing. She wished she could follow it straight into the gathering storm.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #12
    Katharine McGee
    “The touch of his lips on hers was featherlight, tentative, uncertain. She closed her eyes as the kiss sent a thrill through her body, until it felt like her hair was standing on end, like her whole body was a live wire, humming with electricity.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #13
    Katharine McGee
    “Mariel shook her head. “No, it’s just . . . Every time I think I’ve figured you out, you do something unexpected.”
    Eris laughed. “Good luck with that,” she said. “Even I haven’t figured me out, and I’ve been trying for eighteen years.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #14
    Katharine McGee
    “Inside was a miniature incandescent, one of the genetically engineered flowers that attracted light the way magnets attract metal. Already it was drawing some of the light from the room toward it, taking on a sort of ghostly glow, though it generated none of the light itself. Incandescents were funny; they’d become much cheaper since they were first bred decades ago, because they only lasted a few hours before dying. But they were truly beautiful if you caught them in the one night they bloomed.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #15
    Katharine McGee
    “Her head was pressed against his chest and she could hear the erratic beat of his heart, its pulse matching her own. She felt it too—the exhilaration, and underneath it the thin electrifying undercurrent of fear, at the forbiddenness of what they were about to do.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #16
    Katharine McGee
    “That’s why I went away—to escape the way I felt about you. I kept hoping that if I just ran far enough, eventually I’d figure out a way to stop loving you.”
    “I’m glad it didn’t work.”
    “Of course it didn’t work.” He smiled. “There’s no way it ever could.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #17
    Katharine McGee
    “Everything was different now. The time before Eris’s death felt like another lifetime, another world.
    That Avery was gone. That Avery had broken, and a new Avery—harder, more brittle—had stepped out of the shards.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #18
    Katharine McGee
    “Mariel’s gaze traveled to the casket at the front of the church. She couldn’t believe that Eris was really in that thing. It didn't seem big enough to hold her, with her deep, rich laugh and her exaggerated gestures and her larger-than-life emotions. This entire church—no, this entire Tower—wasn’t big enough for Eris. She was greater than all of it.”
    Katharine McGee, The Thousandth Floor

  • #19
    Katharine McGee
    “It was late now; so late that it could once again be called early—that surreal, enchanted, twilight hour between the end of a party and the unfurling of a new day. The hour when reality grows dim and hazy at the edges, when nearly anything seems possible.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #20
    Katharine McGee
    “Her arm was outstretched, as though she were reaching for someone she loved, or maybe to ward off some unspoken danger, or maybe even in regret over something she had done. The girl had certainly made enough mistakes in her too-short lifetime. But she couldn’t have known that they would all come crashing down around her tonight.
    After all, no one goes to a party expecting to die.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #21
    Katharine McGee
    “A smile played around her lips, as if she knew a million secrets that no one could ever guess, which she probably did.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #22
    Katharine McGee
    “But the thing about the truth was that once you learned it, it became impossible to unlearn.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #23
    Katharine McGee
    “Rich girls never left something expensive on the ground, unless they’d been the one to toss it there.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #24
    Katharine McGee
    “For the rest of tonight she would be the most sparkling, unattainably gorgeous version of herself, nothing but smiles and flashing eyes—and no one would ever see how hurt she was, beneath it all.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #25
    Katharine McGee
    “There was nowhere they could go; nowhere that the truth of who they were, the forbiddenness of their love, wouldn’t come chasing them.
    Maybe love wasn’t enough after all. Not when every last obstacle was arrayed against you, all the odds stacked to make you fail. When the entire world was keeping you apart.
    “Okay,” Avery said, as the universe quietly rent itself in two.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #26
    Katharine McGee
    “Leda was very still, and very small, as Watt slid into the bed and curled around her. He listened to the ragged rise and fall of her breath. There was an excited nervousness spiking up and down her body, and Watt knew that he was the cause of it, and he realized he was glad.
    She turned around to face him, so they were both lying on their sides, twin silhouettes in the darkness. The only thing that separated them was a shaft of moonlight slicing through the open window. Still, Watt waited.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #27
    Katharine McGee
    “You really want to do something for me?” Eris said suddenly, her lovely face turned up to the sun. She closed her eyes. Her lashes fell in thick brushstrokes across her cheeks. “Live, Avery. With or without Atlas, here in New York or on the damned moon, I don’t care. Just live, and be happy, since I can’t. Promise me that.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #28
    Katharine McGee
    “Calliope leaned forward on the vanity, which was littered with gleaming silver beauty wands and powders and a fresh manicolor mitt—all of it arrayed carefully before her, like weapons polished and laid out for battle. Her own lethal tools, which had always made her so dangerously beautiful.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #29
    Katharine McGee
    “It was all the same, wasn’t it? The same women moving across the terraces in a familiar click of heels, the same men murmuring to one another in low tones about the same things they always discussed, their eyebrows drawn together in the same clichéd expression of concern. It all struck Avery as futile, and purposeless. Here they were, halfway around the world, and yet everyone was stuck in their little loops—engaging in the old tired flirtations, doomed to the same disappointments.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights

  • #30
    Katharine McGee
    “She couldn’t take it anymore—she flung herself into Atlas’s arms and kissed him, over and over, and this time Atlas returned the kisses, returned them wildly and passionately, and it made Avery’s heart break because she knew deep down that he was kissing her good-bye. She clung tighter to him, pressing her body the whole length of his, trying to hold him so close that he could never leave, as if she might anchor him here through sheer force of will. She wished she could snatch each kiss from the air and tuck it away somewhere safe, because each kiss was one kiss closer to the final kiss of all.”
    Katharine McGee, The Dazzling Heights



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