About Rachel Hawkins: Rachel Hawkins is the author of Hex Hall, a best-selling trilogy of young-adult paranormal romance novels .
But before he could either comfort me or commit further acts of violence upon my person, I spun away from him and made my drama queen moment complete by running away.
I should say upfront that I have never been in a cellar in my life. In fact, I can see no reason why anyone should ever go into a cellar unless there is wine involved.
No, but I mean do you like him? You know, in the carnal sense." I rolled my eyes. "You've clearly been spending too much time with Dex.
That's it. Be yourself. Be Isolde Brannick, and they will have no choice but to adore you," He reached out and took my hand, pressing a kiss to the back of it. I was too stunned to do anything but sit there, my hand limp in his.
I also like ladies. And not as in shopping buddies, but in the carnal sense.
And the next time I did school stuff in the middle of the night, I just did it in my closet with the door locked. Honestly, what is wrong with this country when striving for excellence means you need antidepressants?
It was such a relief to be able to sob and have someone know all the reasons why.
You do love him," I said, and she swung her gaze back to me. "I do." She smoothed her hand over her thighs, flattening imaginary wrinkles from the linen. "Even though he's not your family." Saylor laughed, a surprisingly husky sound. "Don't you love ...
You know what's awkward?" David asked, the corner of his mouth lifting. "Our entire existences?" Now the grin was real. "That," he acknowledged. "And when you make a big, dramatic gesture because you think you're going to die, and then you-" "Don't d...
All superheroes have origin stories, like how Bruce Wayne’s parents get killed and he goes to Tibet or whatever, and Superman is an alien, and Spiderman had that radioactive spider. Me? I kissed a janitor in the school bathroom
Kissing looked...nice. "We could try that, next time I visit your dreams." Torin suddenly said, and my SpaghettiO's sloshed over the side of the bowl. "What?" Torin nodded toward the television. "Kissing. You've never done it, I'm quite good at it......
I would actually write books totally full of nothing BUT kissing scenes, but apparently people like books to have, like, "plots" or whatever.
