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I literally have no idea whodunnit, I'm just enjoying the ride

My nemesis list might not be as long as Roxane Gay’s, but it was definitely written in permanent ink.

I'm having such a good time reading this and my library had all the other books in the series, so now I can go on a binge

Sometimes, a girl just needs her mom, even if that girl is a grown woman.

“I’m a food anthropologist.”

“You dig up old food?” Ileana asked.

I would die for you. I don’t just like you, Sloane, and you fucking know it.”

"Now be a good girl and find something to grab on to”—he says, then passes one long, slow lick over my center—“because I’m about to destroy you.”

I was wondering about the accidental cannibalism D:

I'm really digging the creepy vibes

If everyone in the world loves you, then really nobody does.

There was something monstrous about the way my cousin breezed through the world. Maybe she didn’t care about what burned up behind her. More likely, she didn’t know. She never looked back to check.

“You think I’m gay?” I asked.

“Aren’t we all?” Martha gave me a smiling glance. “Young and gay and radiant, and ready for all sorts of gay exciting things?”

She was all the romance of a girl in a painting, adorned in sunset chiffon, standing against a sapphire-and-emerald night and reaching for the moon.

Once again I have made the mistake of choosing an amazing book to read before bed that I don't want to stop reading

“People drink orange juice in the morning, but there’s a kind of magic about drinking something the same color as the sky, don’t you think?”

“Every beautiful thing can be broken down into math,” I said. “There are numbers under all of it.”

“Isn’t that a little cold?” he asked.

“No,” I said. “It’s comforting. It means that underneath everything that’s ever moved you or that you’ve ever loved, there’s something real and irrefutable. There’s a lattice of numbers proving that it’s true, that it’s really there, that you didn’t just imagine all of it.”

“Boys like us always know one another about a thousand years before anyone else knows us, don’t we?”

I'm already obsessed, this is so much fun, loving this "remixed" series

Guys, I'm actually obsessed. This is fucking fantastic.

I'm actually pissed that I have to get up early tomorrow because this is so good that I'd probably stay up all night reading if I could

This is so fucking creepy (complimentary)

Some parents still worried her stories would give their kids nightmares. Others understood nightmares were just practice for staying alive in a town like this.

HE DELIVERED HER ORZO PASTA???? WHAT A MONSTER!!!!!! XD

he called for his staff and his plane, and methodically set about kidnapping his wife.

“I’m going to steal your e-reader. I want to read about the two-dick dragonman.”

I already love Lachlan and cannot wait to read his book

NOOOOO WHY ORZO WHY

She loved me like I was a butterfly she was trying to pin to a board, snapping its wings and twining them through with pins so that she could look at something beautiful once in a while.

Maybe that’s all hauntings really are anyway. Lingering love that caught fire and burned away.