Alexandra Bracken (born February 27, 1987) is a New York Times bestselling American author. Her debut novel, Brightly Woven, was published by EgmontUSA in 2010.
He's so busy looking inside people to find the good that he misses the knife they're holding in their hand.
I'm a monster, you know. I'm one of the dangerous ones. No you aren't, he promised. Your one of us.
I hugged him without any kind of fear or self-consciousness, fiercely, with a rush of emotion that almost brought tears to my eyes. "I could kiss you!" Chubs cried. "Please don't!" I gasp out, feeling his arms tighten around my ribs to the point of cracking them.
The thing is. . . what they don't tell you about forgiveness is this-you don't give it for the other person's sake, but your own.
If you're going to knock down my suggestion, you'd better have one to replace it.
—I don't want to lose you —Then why are you the one that keeps letting go?
Clancy had taught me well.
Yes, you are,” Chubs agreed. “But you’re our idiot, so be more careful next time. ” “Cosigned,” Liam said, hooking his fingers over mine on top of the armrest.
I'm trying to feel sorry for you, really I am,"North said. "If you wait just a moment I'm sure the tears will come.
But part of surviving is being able to move on.
If a heart could break once, it shouldn't have been able to happen again.
So help me God,” I said slowly, clearly, when Cate looked up at me. “If you go back on your word, I will tear you apart. And I won’t stop, not ever, until I’ve destroyed your life and the lives of every single person in this organization. Believe me, you may not always keep your promises, but I do.
What good is strength if you have no sense?
I think maybe the most frustrating feeling in the world is to have something to say buy not know how to put it into words. To have lived through something but not be able to get it out of you before it festers.
The darkest minds never fade in the afterlight.
Cause, frankly, the way I see it, you and me? Inevitable.
But there was another, secret Ruby. This one was as thin as a wisp of air, and had struggled for so long just to be. This was the one that Liam carried with him, without knowing. The one that would ride in his back pocket, whisper words of encouragement, tell him he was born to chase the light.
But inside or out, I was alone, and I was beginning to wonder if I always had been, if I always would be.
You can destroy a factory, and they'll build another. But once you destroy a life, that's it. You never get that person back.
Try to imagine where we'd be without you, darlin', and then maybe you'll see just how lucky we got.