Marin Burg

“You realize,” Keefe breathed, and his ice blue eyes seemed to shimmer as they reflected the twinkly light, “that if we do this… it could get very messy.”
― Shannon Messenger, Stellarlune

“Will this help?” Keefe asked, taking one of her hands and shifting their positions so they were now walking side by side—and she couldn’t answer because KEEFE WAS HOLDING HER HAND!!!!”
― Shannon Messenger, Stellarlune

“ ‘You mean a lot to me, Foster. More than you’ll ever know.’ ” Sophie lunged for the paper. “Nope! No destroying the evidence—and don’t even think about telling me you don’t know what he meant by that, Blondie! Your cheeks are way too red!” Sophie tugged her hair forward. She’d been so thrown by the rest of Keefe’s message that she’d forgotten that part was in there—and her brain honestly had no idea what to do with it. It almost felt like Keefe was trying to tell her… But he couldn’t mean that.”
― Shannon Messenger, Stellarlune

“He twined their fingers together and shook his head. “Trust me—this is what I’ve wanted from the moment I first saw you, wandering through the halls in the middle of session covered in alchemy goo. I knew right away that I’d just met someone incredibly special—and every minute I’ve spent with you since then has proven how true that is. But is this really what you want?” He squeezed her hand, and she could feel him shaking a little when he admitted, “I can’t tell what you’re feeling—and it’s seriously terrifying.”
― Shannon Messenger, Stellarlune