I didn’t have time to ponder how many germs I would probably pick up laying on the floor where thirty teenage males sweated and spit five days a week. Instead, I closed my eyes and felt the cold tile underneath my hands, and I wanted to cry at the familiarity of it all. This was a world I unders...
I hadn’t meant to hurt Stephanie. I had intended to convince her we could be friends, so she would feel comfortable enough to let the effects of the alcohol take control. Then she was supposed to tell us everything. In the pale light of morning, it was hard to see my actions as noble. My stomach ...
I was upset by the secret. Not so much the actual secret. It was more his need to keep such an important part of himself from me. He kept his need to love, who he loved, from me. There was no excusing that. I saw it as his unspoken commentary on me—did he think I was unable to accept him? Did he ...
Seriously. My propensity for blood and guts is limited to video games and episodes of The Walking Dead. But when I saw Annabel flirting with that poser, there was a part of me that wanted to take those glasses and shove them down his throat. Which is how I know things are ...
I knew no matter how hard I scrubbed my face, it wouldn’t come clean. “Stop that,” said Henry, moving my hand from my face. “You aren’t going to get everything off, and now it looks like you slobbered all over your arm.” “Any idea what’s taking so long?” Henry asked Eric. McNair had informed us t...
The council would barely notice we were together, as long as it was physical, not some mutual exchange of true feelings. They had plenty of disdain for relationships between naturals; a real relationship between a natural and a chosen one was unheard of. Maybe if the Templ...