53 Quotes by Lynne Ewing

Stanton stood behind her, dressed in black, his shaggy blond hair hanging in his eyes. He was handsome in a dangerous way that made her want to stare forever in his intense blue eyes.

Stanton emerged from the shadows. "So your brother thinks you need a boyfriend?"he teased. "Stop.

That's Collin."She panicked."He can't see you!"Don't tell me you're afraid of your own brother?"Staton seemed to think that was funny.She hated the smirk that crept over his face.She shoved him."You want Collin to kill you?Hide."That made him laugh louder."Kill me?"Stop it,"she warned him,or he'll hear you."You think I should be afraid of your brother?I'm immortal."Collin's heavy steps filled the downstairs hallway.Her heart raced.Why was life so complicated?

She loved her room. She had window seats and shutters, flowered wallpaper, and a bed with too many pillows. Her mother called the decor "romance and drama," and said the room looked like it belonged to a fairy princess.

Tianna gingerly touched her eyes, nose, and lips. She was startlingly beautiful."Wow," she whispered, and brushed her fingers through her long silky black hair. Not many people ever got to see themselves as a stranger would. There was no prejudice in her vision or modesty imposed from a lifetime of living with her face and body. She could honestly say she was stunning. No wonder the guys were turning their heads, and the girls, too. She was a knockout.

She told Catty about Serena's late-night visit while they made breakfast burritos with red and green chili peppers, eggs, and cheese, and drank champurrados, a frothy mixture of water, cornmeal, chocolate, and cinnamon.

Why aren't you afraid of the curse?"He smiled bitterly. "Because I am already cursed."The words chilled her. She almost felt sorry for him. "My offer stands," he whispered and then he dissolved into shadow.She stood in the darkness and wondered why he so desperately wanted the manuscript if not to give it to the Atrox. Still he didn't seem as bad as she had once thought. She could almost understand why Serena liked him so much.

It's strange," she started."What?" Catty asked."Just that you've never followed the rules before," the woman explained. "And so now I'm wondering, why are you going to follow them when you are dealing with the most deceitful being in creation?"Catty watched the woman leave. What she said was true. Catty hated rules. A slow smile crept across her face."Thank you," Catty said. First she'd sleep, and then she'd act.

Then he saw Catty. He hadn't recognized her at first. She had painted her face white for the day and drawn black caverns around her eyes. Squares over her lips made skeleton teeth.Children circled her, watching her paint a little girl's face.