23 Quotes by Cole McCade

He was a single captured moment, a stillness amidst the chaos and noise, a dark ghost in the world of the living. Monochrome in his paleness and dark clothing, standing poised as if the crow would take flight – or the spirit would fade away, as dead as the boy lying blank and empty on the pavement.

I wanted to be the hero of my own story. Not the damsel. Heroically lost, heroically found.

Letting go of the ring felt like letting go of that. Of that little girl’s daydream, one that had turned less into a nightmare and more into one long and dreamless night.

It’d been a long time since she’d met a guy who could bring her down to earth – or follow her into the stars.

He does not know me. He does not know my background, or what culture or privilege I have experienced, or my tastes, or my education. That he judges based on my occupation and clothing is his problem, not mine.