April Holley

“That’s the beauty of fiction, of words: when your life becomes too boring, too bland, too hard or depressing or chaotic or calm, they allow you to simply float away and inhabit another, try it on for size. With so many options so ripe for the picking, it would be a shame to only taste just one.”
― Stacy Willingham, Only If You're Lucky

“By the stars that softly gleam, Let them drift into a dream. Eyes grow heavy, breath so deep, Fall now gently into sleep. Whispers of peace, soft and slow, To the realm of rest you go. Restful night until the morn, Wake refreshed when day is born.”
― Sierra Spencer, Something's Witchy

“I think I hurt her because I loved her—that’s what people do, after all. Destroy the very thing they desire the most.”
― Stacy Willingham, Only If You're Lucky

“There’s a certain high you get from fooling the world into thinking you’re the lamb instead of the rabid wolf.”
― S.T. Abby, Sidetracked