About Lisa McMann: Lisa (Gort) McMann is an American author.
Cabel gives her a quizzical look. "I am totally not getting enough attention here.
The thought of being with Shay Wilder makes me want to gouge my eyes out with a butter knife
It's just the end of some things. And the beginning of others.
Freedom is not worth it without him.
I love you, Hsin," he said hoarsely. "I missed you so much." "I love you, too." Sin's voice was still thick and husky. "I came back for you. Because I wanted to find you, because I wanted to remember you.
We're never separating again. Fucking never
Being with him makes me feel different.
Conner hadn’t liked leaving the gravesite with his father still not buried. But he’d learned from his grandmother’s funeral that you have to go. It’s expected. Nobody hangs around the cemetary. Grief—a little or a lot—is tucked into your ...
One minute the teacher was talking about the Civil War. And the next minute he was gone. There. Gone. No 'poof.' No flash of light. No explosion.
In the cool dark basement, she whispers, "It's not Ralph, is it?" Cabel's quiet for a moment, as if he's thinking, "You mean like Forever Ralph? Uh, no." "You've read Forever?" Janie is incredulous. "There wasn't much else to chose from on the hospit...
I had a polynomial once. My doctor removed it.
[Caine] "Interesting. Me, I've always wanted to know who my real parents were." [Sam] "Let me guess: you're secretly a wizard who was raised by muggles.
Man, don't ever be sorry you don't want to kill someone.
People are idiots, Choo. ALways remember that: people are faithless, backstabbing, weak, creepy, stupid, lazy idiots.
Who am I? I’m the Breeze, bitch!
(...) But Gaia had absorbed the new information. "I won't need to kill billions, Diana. When Nemesis is gone, there will be no other like me. Just me alone. I will grow and spread, one body and then another, and soon there will be so many of me that ...
If you don’t deal with the past, the past deals with you.
Because with the right person, sometimes kissing feels like healing.
What did your mom say?" "She said I better not be pregnant." Janie snorts. "What the hell is wrong with our parents, anyway? Wait -- you're not, are you?" "Of course not! Sheesh, Janers! I may not have gotten the best grades in school, but I'm not st...
Cabel flicks his fingers at her, spraying her with water. Grinning. "Sure. I think I'm pretty lucky. I bet blind people have great sex. I'll even wear a blindfold so it's fair." He bumps his hips lightly against hers.
