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“True love is loving yourself thoroughly so that you can love another unconditionally.”

“Sara knew this would be her only chance in a while to speak to Katie alone and be frank, so she threw caution to the wind. “Look,” she said, and Katie’s attention focused on her. “I’m not going to tell you not to break his heart. I know how relationships work. I just…” She hesitated, wondering if she had the right. “I wish you would stop breaking his spirit.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m a ray of sunshine.” James smirked. “Does that make me the cloud that keeps hiding you, then?” His face softened and he leaned down for a chaste kiss, his moist lips against her sweet, plump ones making them both whimper. “You are my rainbow,” he said, pulling back and holding her gaze. “Always shining after the storm.” She looked at him for a moment and then let out a snort, an inelegant sound that made her flail frantically trying to cover her mouth. “Oh my god. That was terrible.”

“She had no idea how long they kissed—and kissed—but she didn’t think about stopping until she ran out of air. Breathing hard, she slowly opened her eyes and stared directly into his. They’d heated. Darkened. And something else. He wasn’t looking so relaxed now. In fact, he was looking the opposite of relaxed. He looked…feral. And she was his prey.”

“Daniel reaches out and grabs my hand to steady me. His skin is warm and soft, and holding his hand sends an electric sensation up my right arm. He holds my hand firmly until I regain my balance, which takes me a heartbeat longer than it should have. “Thanks for keeping me from falling,” I say. He smiles warmly. “Sometimes we just can’t stop ourselves from falling, cher.”

“Here’s the thing about falling for someone who’s already given up; there’s no promise of tomorrow. There aren’t any words of comfort that can be said, no glimpse of a positive change. Every moment, every thought could be their last. It’s like you’re helplessly walking into quicksand, waiting for the muck to cover your mouth and eyes until you can no longer find a way to breathe. No, it’s more like jumping from a high bridge without the promise of water underneath. And I fucking hate heights.”

“Johnny once told me that the sunset was nothing but proof that the end of something can always be beautiful too, “So when we part ways one day in death, or someone takes a last breath, if you loved them deep enough, a love so beautiful could never end with something as simple as death.” He said to me, I hope that one day, when Johnny and I pass together in our sleep, that we turn into sunsets. So the whole world can look at our lives together and see how much I loved him.”

“If I've got a Dad, and his name is Wormwood Rot, and he's in some heavy metal rock band called Grave Dirt . . . then I'm definitely meeting him! She stares at me awkwardly, and I'm about to ask again—maybe even insist—when she says, "Honey, why do you think he's on the news? Wormwood, I mean . . . your father? Becca, he's . . . dead.”

“¨La oscuridad lo succionaba como un remolino, en movimientos circulares, mientras que el relámpago electrocutaba su cuerpo y lo rompía en miles de pedazos. Su mirada moribunda se había encontrado con la mía y dos lágrimas cayeron por dos mejillas distintas que se habían unido para formar una.¨”

“Just a thought! Let us travel from our sleep into a beautiful dream, And let us then reside in a reality that is as beautiful as the most beautiful dream, Let us bathe in the eternal sunlight, And then let us fuse into one love light, And spread everywhere, Here, there, far and near, Just you and me together and forever everywhere!”

“How's married life?" Hayley had asked, a sly tilt to her smile "He's being awaful. He wants to change everything"Callie wailed to hayley a bit melodramatic even to her own ears. "Of course he wants to change things." "Why" Callie demanded so petulantly. "We did things just fine before he got here." "Because he's a ranchman, not a trained pony" Hayley said exasperatedly”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” she said. Once again he was close. Too close. So damn close. “At all,” she added, hearing with some alarm that her voice had softened. Everything had softened, at just his proximity. “Ever,” she whispered, and found her gaze locked on his mouth. He had a really great mouth. “I don’t want to talk, either,” that mouth said very seriously. And then he lowered his head and kissed her.”

“A swirl of dust and dirt picked up from the shadows that fell over everything in this grungy corner of the world. The dancing movement was hypnotizing. The sand and grit had rested long enough to have drifted into obscurity. But fate had different plans, and this gust of wind had lifted them and turned their obscure and unknown existence into a chaotic tempest of action that could not be ignored.”

“When I first thought of the idea for 'Sweet Valley High,' I loved the idea of high school as microcosm of the real world. And what I really liked was how it moved things on from 'Sleeping Beauty'-esque romance novels where the girl had to wait for the hero. This would be girl-driven, very different, I decided - and indeed it is.”