#young

I have always admired the work of Phil Farmer and was glad for the chance to work with him. Readers today may be too young to remember his classics like The Lovers. ↗

— Piers Anthony

#always #chance #classics #farmer #glad

This will be the greatest discovery since the extinction of dinosaurs.” “Assuming dinosaurs did exist, that is,” Derkein said. Alex shook her head. “Couldn’t just let me have this moment, could you? ↗

— Alecia Stone

#teen-fiction #young-adult-fantasy #teen

I was flipping channels, watching this cheerleading program on MTV. They took a field hockey girl and “transformed” her into a cheerleader by the end of the show. I was just wondering: what if she liked field hockey better? ↗

— Jess C. Scott

#books #cool #culture #desire #emotion

If I were to draw on a paper what gym does for me, I would make one dot and then I would erase it. ↗

— Elizabeth Berg

#exercise #gym #gym-class #joy-school #school

Careful," he smiled, "I'm lethal. ↗

— Nely Cab

#romance-novels #teens #young-adult #teen

Avoiding me, Quen downed a swallow of wine. "Trent is a fine young man," he said, watching the remaining wine swirl. "Yes... " I drawled, cautiously. "If you can call a drug lord and outlawed-medicine manufacturer a fine young man. ↗

— Kim Harrison

#quen #rachel-morgan #trent-kalamack #medicine

The werewolf Senate hadn't been happy with the idea of a human alpha, and there wasn't a day that went by that I didn't think about the fact that I had something most male Weres wanted very, very badly...Maddy. Lake. Lily, Katie, Sloane, Avie, Sophie... ↗

— Jennifer Lynn Barnes

#ya-urban-fantasy #young-adult-urban-fantasy #trials

For several moments, Mary couldn't hear anything over the violent pounding of her pulse. ↗

— Y.S. Lee

#excitement #thriller #young-adult-fiction #thriller

I fell back into my favorite chair and tucked my hands between my knees to stop them from shaking. I sucked in a deep breath, held it, and marveled at my own transformation into a ridiculous ninny. ↗

— Tess Oliver

#werewolves #young-adult #werewolves

Cold air clawed at my face, ripping tears from my eyes. I buried my face deep into Daniel's back and breathed in a mixture of familiar scents - almonds, oil paint, earth, and a hint of varnish. I didn't even question why I was on that bike. I just knew I was suppose to be. ↗

— Bree Despain

#werewolves #young-adult #werewolves