99 Quotes by Danika Stone

Lou could imagine Rich hiding within. She closed her eyes, letting her mind wander, search, and finally focus on him. Hurry up, Rich, she thought. Feeling the tug of connection, a thrill of anticipation ran up her spine. Lou didn't let herself nudge events often, but she did it today.

It's going to happen whether you like it or not,” he said quietly.The top of the book dropped to display Susan's wrinkled gaze. “What's that?”“Change,” Rich said. “It's inevitable.

When someone’s sick and not getting better, people give you all types of crap. They tell you things’ll be fine because they want to believe it themselves. But the truth I’ve found is that you just have to learn to keep going despite the pain.

An early frost was in the air tonight. Wind whipped outside the cabin’s basement windows, the last tendrils of late summer disappearing as fall took root. The dismal turn of the weather was a match for Lou’s mood.

So she's one of the grande dames of fandom? The Madame de Staël of the Starveil world?

Make a wish,” Oliver said, gesturing to the upturned cup, “and turn it clockwise three times.

If #SpartanSurvived failed in its efforts, no one would be the wiser. There was no risk to her online persona. No backlash from haters. Anonymity’s cloak both protected her and kept the torch of Spartan alive. Because as much as fandom knew a fan had created the post, the faceless message held the faint promise of authenticity. And if people believed it, then the magic was real. They could change Spartan’s fate, because they thought they could, and tonight’s video would cast the first spell.

He opened his mouth and closed it again. There was so much more he wanted to say to her, but Alistair knew that he couldn’t. He could remember her. He could remember this: the two of them standing side by side. Only it wasn’t this moment, but another, centuries before. Two sides of the same coin. It made him want to shout in excitement; it made him want to hide in shame. She doesn’t remember.

You’re an old soul, Ava...” he’d begun, his voice tired.“God, Dad... Let’s not do this now, please...”“It’s true. You are. But that means you have to choose your life… not just react to it.