The card isn’t right. . . none of them are.

“That’s it, I’m done. You’re a cheater.” Hazel lets the cards drop from her hand — she’s fired up.

Cassius is singing that song that’s been playing on the radio for a few weeks now, Crane is acting as the DJ spinning every favorite tune.

There is a scowl beneath the wide brim, his hands are big, all calloused and thick. He lifts his chin enough to meet the Luna’s eyes, before

Hazel is watching Caleb eat out of the ice cream container that has her name written in black marker across the sides...

Key in hand. It’s getting harder to breathe with the smell coming from underneath the locked entrance.

Our first time together doesn’t really count, does it? We were angry at each other, you more so than me. I still can remember your face...

Clinton takes a big breath before running full speed at the Alpha without any inhibitions of what he's facing. Bones meet . .

The windows are closed. Usually, she would have all the windows open, getting the last of the fall air inside her home before everything had

Dallas I want her to see what I want. Her. Touching her lips first, she seems delicate much too soft for what I want—no, what I want is...

Dry sobbing without the wetness. Hazel has learned to cry without any sound or tears.

Clinton finishes the last bite of pie before wiping his mouth with the damn cloth my mother made me embroider for the first official...

Clayton's POV Her eyes look different now, the green is lost to the brown. "What are we going to do?" Kennedy's voice shakes. The side of...

My fantasy future never looked this good. An instant reflex has the pad of my thumb wipe the blood off her lower lip, but really wanting...

Ryan’s POV I can hear my heartbeat—she's gorgeous. Taking the next breath, "Hi, I'm looking for Blue?"