I Think It’s More Like A Shirt

His Eyes, I’d Long Since Discovered, Could Be As Eloquent And Expressive As His Pen. The Messages They Sent Me Now Hardly Seemed Decent For A Public Setting.

The Other Problem In My Life Is Dimitri. He's The One Who Killed Natalie, And He's A Total Badass. He's Also Pretty Good-looking. Okay—more Than Good-looking. He's Hot—like, The Kind Of Hot That Makes You Stop Walking On The Street And Get Hit By Traffic.

When Love And Jealousy Collide On The Slopes, Winter Break Turns Deadly

A Strange, Warm Feeling Swirled In My Chest, And For A Brief Moment, When I Looked At Him, I Saw...safety

Adrian, You're A Genius.