Gaining Superpowers Doesn't Mean You Know How

So Much Grief, So Much Anger. So Unlike The Usual Adrian.

There’s A Big Difference Between Death Threats And Love Letters–even If The Person Writing The Death Threats Still Claims To Actually Love You. Of Course, Considering I Once Tried To Kill Someone I Loved, Maybe I Had No Right To Judge.

What...what Are You Doing?" "i Won't Know," He Said With A Grin. He Took A Step Towards Me. "but I'm Pretty Sure You Were Doing It Too.

When She Left For A Third Time And Returned With A Giant Box, I Started To Get Irate. "what Is This?" I Demanded, Taking It From Her. It Felt Like It Had Bricks In It. "grandmother Needs You To Carry Some Things," Paul Told Me. "yes," I Said Through Gritted Teeth. "i Sort Of Figured That Out Fifty Pounds Ago.

His Fingertips Slid Down From My Face, Lightly Stroking The Line Of My Neck, Down Toward My Shoulder. Everywhere He Touched, A Trail Of Goose Bumps Appeared. How Did He Keep Doing This To Me? Marcus—who Made Every Girl In The World Swoon—had Zero Effect On Me. But One Whisper Of A Touch From Adrian Completely Undid Me.