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“When we were little, Scarlett and I were utterly convinced that we'd originally been one person in our mother's belly. We believed that somehow, half of us wanted to be born and half wanted to stay. So our heart had to be broken in two so that Scarlett could be born first, and then I finally braved the outside world a few years later. It made sense, in our pig-tailed heads--it explained why, when we ran through grass or danced or spun in circle long enough, we would lose track of who was who and it started to feel as if there were some organic, elegant link between us, our single heart holding the same tempo and pumping the same blood. That was before the attack, though. Now our hearts link only when we're hunting, when Scarlett looks at me with a sort of beautiful excitement that's more powerful than her scars and then tears after a Fenris as though her life depends on its death. I follow, always, because it's the only time when our hearts beat in perfect harmony, the only time when I'm certain, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that we are one person broken in two.”

Quote by Jackson Pearce

Work

Sisters Red

In this suspenseful tale, two sisters navigate a world where they must confront their family's dark legacy and the dangers that lurk around them. more

Author

Jackson Pearce
Jackson Pearce

Jackson Pearce (born May 21, 1984) is an American author known for her young adult fantasy novels and fairy tale retellings. Her works often blend modern elements with classic stories, with notable titles including Sisters Red, Sweetly, and Cold Spell. Pearce's writing style is delicate, focusing on female character growth and emotional conflicts, which resonates with young readers. She was born in Georgia and graduated from the University of Georgia. Currently residing in Atlanta, she is active on social media, engaging frequently with her audience. more

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