Ramla

“That’s it. I have to ask.”
Everything about him turns wary. “Ask what?”
“Are you an alien?”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“Oh Edward, I love you so much! Whoops, I mean Jaxon.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“When exactly did I become the heroine in some YA romance? The new girl swooning over the hottest, most unattainable boy in school?
Gross. And so not happening.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave

“ Twilight? He sent me a copy of Twilight?” I turn to Macy in confusion.
Macy gasps as she stares from the book to me. And then she starts to laugh. And laugh. And laugh.”
― Tracy Wolff, Crave