#women-s-fiction

"I caught his hand. “What do you want me to do?”Leaning down, he kissed the pulse beating on my neck just above the damaged skin. “Tomorrow, I need you to die."

"When I touched her body,I believed she was God.In the curves of her formI found the birth of Man,the creation of the world,and the origin of all life."

"If I were a character in one of my books, I'd be the optimistic one, believing the best and urging others to do the same."

"Inhale when I inhale. Exhale when I exhale. Breathe with me,for two beating hearts breathing one breath together become one."

"You know how sometimes you remember a place you once loved, a movie you’ve enjoyed, only to be disappointed when you return to that place or see that movie for a second time? Well, it wasn’t disappointing. She sounds exactly as I remember her—and there is still something so warm and caring about her that it is difficult to hate her for how she abandoned us."

"Vane grabbed me. “DuLac, let’s chat.”Chat. British-speak for “Stand still while I yell at you."

"Do you think we can be friends?” I asked.He stared up at the ceiling. “Probably not, but we can pretend."

"Vane’s lips tightened to suppress a smile. “Why so hostile, love?”“You whacked me on the head with a ball!”“You deserved it."

"Innocence invites protection, yet we might be smarter to protect ourselves against it..."

"She realized, when relationships failed to last, it was not because love was no longer present, but because people had stopped believing in themselves and in their partners."

"She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city"

"She fixed a smile that she hoped looked authentic. Pretending to be content continued to be hard work."

"He’d used the amulet to read my thoughts again. I pictured smacking him in the face."