Avoiding a bathtub because your parents tried to kill you in one isn't the same as avoiding your entire life by becoming a wolf.
Maggie StiefvaterNot dead-dying. Funny how two things could be so similar and yet so far apart
Maggie StiefvaterTag: cole
There was something awful about terror trapped behind silence.
Maggie StiefvaterTag: cole
Aren't you afraid?'
'Of what?'
'Of losing yourself.'
'That's what I'm hoping for.
You're not that girl,' Cole said, sounding tired. 'Trust me, I've seen enough of them to know. Look. Don't cry. You're not that girl either.'
'Oh yeah? What girl am I?'
'I'll let you know when I figure it out. Just don't cry.
Tag: maggie isabel cole linger stiefvater
He'd only been gone two seconds, but the room got brighter when they were together, as if they were two elements that became brilliant in proximity. At Sam's clumsy efforts to carry the vacuum, Grace smiled a new smile that I thought only he ever got, and he shot her a withering look full of the sort of subtext you could only get from a lot of conversations whispered after dark.
It made me think of Isabel, back at her house. We didn't have what Sam and Grace had. We weren't even close to having it. I didn't think what we had could get to this, even if you gave it a thousand years.
Tag: love grace-brisbane sam-roth cole linger
Come on," Cole said. He looked back over his shoulder at Mr. Brisbane, who was looking at me with a complicated expression as I left. Cole pointed at him and said, "You're a son of a bitch. He belongs here more than you do.
Maggie StiefvaterTag: sam-roth cole linger mr-brisbane
Can you play the piano like Beethoven? Or sing like Carly Simon? Can you take fie pages' worth of quotes and turn them into a usable story ten minutes before deadline? I don't think so, unless you have more hidden talents I don't know about. We all have our special sills. They don't make us better or worse than each other. Just different
Jennifer EstepTag: girl karma carmen jennifer cole bigtime carmen-cole estep karma-girl
The entire room was so yellow that it looked like the sun had thrown up on the walls and wiped its mouth afterward on the dresser and curtains.
---Cole
Oh my God. What in—”
I was going to be killed by two generations of beautiful women. While naked.
“Mom,” Isabel snapped, interrupting. “Do you mind not staring? It’s totally perv.
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