Cindy Mcgriff

“His burning gaze snags on my braid, following it across my shoulder and over the swell of my breast. As his eyes dip, his lips part, and his fingers twitch on his thigh. My”
― Amanda Bouchet, A Promise of Fire

“To rise from the ashes only to have them rain on you from above. It’s”
― Karina Halle, The Lie

“Fine.” I used the universal language of women. Fine meant so many things it needed to have three pages in the dictionary.”
― Ryan Michele, Needing To Fall