Mag at Geek Chic

“The only thing Liam ever said about him was that he used to set his toys on fire when he didn't get his way”
― alexandra bracken, Never Fade

“I hate you,' I say. 'I know,' he says, and he holds me until I can breathe again. I pull away and wipe my eyes. 'Sorry,' I mumble. 'It's okay. I'm sure I'll deserve it one day.”
― Cristin Terrill, All Our Yesterdays

“I can't--I can't think about anything or anyone else," he whispered. A hand drifted up, dragging back through his hair. "I can't think straight when you're around. I can't sleep. It feels like I can't breathe--I just--"
"Liam, please," I begged. "You're tired. You're barely over being sick. Let's just... Can we just go back to the others?"
"I love you." He turned toward me, that agonized expression still on his face. "I love you every second of everyday, and I don't understand why, or how to make it stop--"
He looked wild with pain; it pinned me in place, even before what he had said registered in my mind.
"I know it's wrong; I know it down to my damn bones. And I feel like I'm sick. I'm trying to be a good person, but I can't. I can't do this anymore.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Well, that was easy,' I whisper as we follow the little signs with arrows that lead toward room 126. 'No, that was very dangerous and daring, and it was only through my extreme charm that we pulled it off.”
― Cristin Terrill, All Our Yesterdays