Ember was mine. The other half of me. And I would fight Talon, St George, and the entire d world to keep her safe.

Helpless, I clenched my fists against my back, well aware that every mile, every minute that ticked by, took me ever farther from getting to them in time and closer to losing the red dragon forever.

I’m sorry, ” I whispered. “I never wanted this for you. This life…I knew it was going to kill me in the end. I wish you didn’t have to be here when it finally caught up.

At least I know the truth, ” I gritted back. “I’m not the one who’s being lied to.” His brow furrowed, and I spat the truth at him.

So that left me. To save my hatchlings and my underground, even if I couldn't be there anymore.

Each moment has an unrealized dimension of beauty that only your perspective can liberate.

By loving the broken parts in you, I learn to love the broken parts in me. I learn that we are not broken after all.

In the 1970s in New York everyone slept till noon.

Men are April when they woo December when they wed.

That's my idol, Elvis Presley. If you went to my house, you'd see pictures all over of Elvis. He's just the greatest entertainer that ever lived.

Mother always said she was a size 7 woman she kept wrapped in fat to prevent bruising.

Graves they say are warm'd by glory; Foolish words and empty story.

I considered going into business or becoming a lawyer - not for the money, but for the thrill of problem-solving.

You will be as much value to others as you have been to yourself.

One good reason for writing novels based on your life is that you have something to read in old age when you've forgotten what happened.