Kay

“First, an apology. I found out while researching that I should have named it, “Cocky Marine,” because a Marine personally told me they never call themselves soldiers. “No, only Marines!” To say I was dismayed is an understatement, because unfortunately by that time the cover was already everywhere, the preorder was live with over 2,000 sold by that time, and couldn’t be changed.”
― Faleena Hopkins

“Do you know what the best thing about getting my sight back will be?” he asked softly.
“No,” she replied, all of the bravado gone from her voice.
Straightening, he took one step toward her, then another. She refused to give ground until he was almost
on top of her. Feeling the air shift as she retreated, he clumsily flanked her until their positions were
reversed and she was the one backing toward the door. “Some might believe it would be the joy of
watching the sun dip below a lavender horizon at the end of a perfect summer day.”
When he heard her back come up against the door, he splayed one palm against the thick mahogany
behind her. “Others might judge it to be perusing the velvety petals of a ruby red rose…”—leaning
forward until he felt the warm tickle of her breath against his face, he deepened his voice to a smoky
caress—“or gazing tenderly into the eyes of a beautiful woman. But I can promise you, Miss Wickersham, that all of those pleasures will pale in comparison to the sheer unmitigated joy of being rid
of you.”
― Teresa Medeiros, Yours Until Dawn

“We believe in ordinary acts of bravery, in the courage that drives one person to stand up for another.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

“You removed my spectacles!”
A disbelieving snort of laughter escaped him. “The way you’re taking on, you’d have thought I removed
your clothing!”
Samantha clutched at the high-necked bodice of her homely bottle-green day dress. “How do I know
you didn’t?”
Silence hung between them, thicker than the heated air. Then his smoky voice dipped into low and
dangerous territory. “If I had removed your clothing, Miss Wickersham, I can assure you it would have
been worth waking up for.”
― Teresa Medeiros, Yours Until Dawn