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“Taron se fijó en su rostro con más detención por primera vez: unos pómulos marcados, la piel delgada casi chocando con sus huesos, una nariz que acababa en una curva pequeña, sus ojos color musgo. Mentira, no se estaba fijando en sus rasgos por primera vez; ya lo había hecho antes. Lo llevaba haciendo desde primero de preparatoria.”

“It’s destiny; the stars have aligned perfectly to bring us together as friends. You cannot argue with what’s meant to be, once the stars have spoken, it is absolute,” he uttered, all smug and knowing. Shocked that he used the word destiny, I cocked my head and shot him a look—for the first time actually seeing Parker. He was pretty…too pretty to be a guy; streaky blond hair—as if each streak had been strategically placed—dark eyes, pale skin, and a charming smile that dimpled in one cheek. “Destiny has already found me, with a clearly marked path for my future,” I retorted. “Then you are doubly fortunate, to have it find you twice.” Parker smiled again, his eyes eerily piercing into mine. Parker and Danielle”

“It’s destiny; the stars have aligned perfectly to bring us together as friends. You cannot argue with what’s meant to be, once the stars have spoken, it is absolute,” he uttered, all smug and knowing. Shocked that he used the word destiny, I cocked my head and shot him a look—for the first time actually seeing Parker. He was pretty…too pretty to be a guy; streaky blond hair—as if each streak had been strategically placed—dark eyes, pale skin, and a charming smile that dimpled in one cheek. “Destiny has already found me, with a clearly marked path for my future,” I retorted. “Then you are doubly fortunate, to have it find you twice.” Parker smiled again, his eyes eerily piercing into mine.”

“Krish takes my hand, “You are allowed to call out people on their deception. Even if they are ambassadors of female empowerment or fragile divas.” This man who has rearranged all the molecules inside of me is uncannily right. I love him with the unbending force of a tsunami. He seems all over the place. He’s tormenting himself. Why can’t he see himself the way I see him? Some people like the shadows, some the spotlight, my man creates an artful equilibrium. He knows when to work behind the scenes and when to be the poster boy.”

“«(...) as minhas pernas não se mexem e eu fico petrificado a vê-la ir-se embora, sem um adeus, sem uma despedida. Os nossos olhares cruzam-se por breves momentos, antes de ela desviar o seu e se afastar na direção contrária, rumo ao portão de saída da escola. Há olhares que são como despedidas, como beijos trocados em silêncio e à distância. E esta seria, provavelmente, a última vez que a veria. Talvez para o resto da minha vida.»”

“«Estou plenamente convicto do que lhe digo, porque tenho quinze anos e aos quinze anos tudo o que sabemos parece verdadeiro, derradeiro, indiscutível, incontestável. Julgamo-nos melhores e mais sábios do que qualquer adulto e não admitimos qualquer intromissão nos nossos ideais.»”

“I saw Deson had his arm around you this morning.’ Siray stiffened at Baindan’s words, and she immediately stood, uncomfortable with this new topic, but Baindan continued to float there, leisurely moving his arms under the water. ‘I didn’t realise he had done that until this morning,’ she said, a bit defensively. Baindan stood up as well, shrugging his shoulders as water streamed from his bare torso, and moved closer. ‘It’s alright. It was dark. I should have done it.’ His grey eyes considered her. Siray raised one eyebrow. ‘Nothing has happened between Deson and I.’ Baindan shrugged again. ‘Technically, nothing has happened between us either.’ He stepped closer still, his body now only an arm’s length away from her. ‘But that doesn’t mean there isn’t something there.”

“Don't the humans want a white New Year's? We can make that happen." I slid my hand off her leg and around her lower back, leaning in to kiss her neck. "It's a white Christmas." She laughed, looking out the window, the gentle rush of traffic in the background just beyond our private street the only indication that the city outside of our little world had moved on with its day. "And I think we've already done that. Well... a white Boxing Day, at least." "Hm." I leaned in and kissed her neck. "I think we can do better." "Devin..." "Yes, darling?" I let a hand wander, feeling the goose bumps down her arm. We can't spend all day in... bed." "I have a few ideas that won't require a bed." "You're incorrigible," she said, turning red as she tried to hide her smile. "Fine. Let's have a snow day.”

“It’s too dangerous…I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to him. I wouldn’t be able to bare it. Forgiveness would be out of the question; beyond my ability. I would never be able to forget that the boy I loved was hurt…or worse…because he came to this world. Because of me.”

“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.”

“Age Shaming? To grow older is not a crime. In fact, we are all growing older each day. Those of us who have reached "age milestones" are pieces to the puzzle of a life the "young" have not yet lived. "Yes, we hold the answers. Therefore, we are to be prized not pitied or discriminated against." Christie Christie: The Sadistic Narcissistic: To Love a Ghost”