“Amity was the cold, steady gaze of a double-barreled shotgun, bearing down. She was the glint of pinprick pupils gleaming through a night-lit window, the rythmic blast of a door left banging in a gale wind. The slither of a flesh-flayed limb beneath a bed skirt, a welcome note etched in blood. Amity's forever was reflected in the glimmering edge of an ax, in the rushing footprints, the twitching tail, the brushing fingertips of a zephyr, a cipher, a wordless, formless shape.”
Micol Ostow is an American author born on April 29, 1976. Her works span across young adult and adult literature, and she is highly regarded for her unique narrative style and profound emotional expression. more
“Whoever a werewolf imprints on can’t be harmed. It’s their most absolute law.”
“How easy it must be when you had no secrets from the person you lived with.”
“There was no reason to avoid recklessness, no reason why I shouldn't get to be stupid.”
“I was unconditionally and irrevocable in love with him”