“I will not die without fighting for a life I am not yet done living.” FightingLiving Book:Stung Source: Stung
“And no matter what I did, I couldn't save you. And I Couldn't bring myself to kill you.They..."He takes a deep breath and pull me against him."You might as well have eaten my heart straight from my living body.I would rather die a thousand times at your hands than see you captured.Even if you eat my heart. Because you already own it.” BowenDreyden Book:Stung Source: Stung
“I could have taken you to the lab right now and been done with you.Now I have to babysit you until Sunday." He shakes his head and pushes past me, grumbling under his breath. "Gee, thanks. But you're the worst babysitter in the history of the world, Dreyden. Babysitters are supposed to be fun," I say to his back, and then stick out my tongue. Very thirteen-year old. He turns and strides up to me, eyes full of fire, not stopping until our noses touch. I gulp and force myself not to step back. "Nothing about life is fum anymore, Fo," he says. And then he leaves, feet thumping sown the stairs.” Bowen Book:Stung Source: Stung
“Lick your lips,"she says with a laugh, wiping her damp cheeks. "You might taste him. The instant he learned that your saliva would help him heal, he's been taking full advantage. He left less than an hour ago and kissed you at least five times while he was here.” Lis Book:Stung Source: Stung
“Quiet laughter fills the tunnel."Now I see why you're so attached to her, Bowen. you're gettin' sugar," Tommy says” Tommy Book:Stung Source: Stung
“I glare at him."I can't reach my hair," I snap, wiggling my bound fingers. Bowen's eyebrows shoot up."A bit snarky this morning, Fotard?" I sigh, a feeling bone-deep, weary ache in my whole body." Can you blame me, Botard?" He runs his fingers over his scruffy chin and studies me."No. I'd be pretty snarky if I smelled like you. And I bet you're dying to brush your teeth.” Stung Author:Bethany Wiggins