Francine Pascal: 65 books

I've heard that you can learn everything you want to know about a man's heart through just one kiss. We'll see about that.

Trust. It's not really my thing. I can count the people I trust on one hand. On one finger, in fact. So what happens if that one person betrays me?

I FINALLY KNOW WHAT FEAR IS. FEAR IS THE DESIRE TO CHANGE YOUR LIFE FOREVER... THE MOMENT BEFORE THAT DESIRE COMES TRUE.

They say to keep your friends close and your enemies even closer. But what if you don't know which is which?

They say that you only hurt the ones you love. So I guess that means I can't get hurt. Nobody's close enough to hurt me. And nobody ever will be again.

Has the impossible happened? Can Gaia at last feel fear? Having been injected with a serum by her uncle, Loki, Gaia is now experiencing some strange emotions, but being unfamiliar with certain feelings she is not sure whether this is fear. Heather, on the other hand, is more than willingly to give...

Now that things are insane again, they’re finally back to normal. Dad’s in a coma. And I’m going out of my mind. Oh, and one more thing... Sam’s back from the dead.

Once upon a time, Uncle Oliver was Loki, Jake was just a friend, and Sam was dead. That was before things got complicated.

I am Gaia Moore. I can throw a 175-pound man over my shoulder, I have only one friend in the world, and I don’t own a lipstick. But I’m not a freak. Not anymore. Because now I can feel fear.

I can't believe my mother was ever my age. I think she was born a mother.... Now that she's a teenager, Victoria Martin expects freedom, good times, and maybe even some understanding from her mother. But no such luck! She's still getting the same old lectures, the same old groundings,...

People like me don't have friends. So if Heather wants Ed, she can have him. I don't care. Really.

Prey on the old and you're a coward. Prey on the young and you're pathetic. Prey on the weak and you're even weaker. Prey on my friends...and you're history.

What's the point of being fearless... if you can't have fun with it once in a while?

My uncle and my father. I used to be able to tell them apart. Not anymore. Because they're both the same. They both want to destroy me.