Lifeblood

Everyone has a story, and I will be the author of mine.

Hate never kept me warm at night. Never held me when I cried. Never patched me up when I was injured. Like

Never give up! If you're breathing, there's hope!

With kindness, you brighten the world. With cruelty, you darken yourself.

I've heard it said your entire life flashes before your eyes as you die. Those words comfort those who have loved and been loved but torment those who have failed and been failed.

Light is knowledge. Darkness is confusion. Light is strength, like being connected to a battery. Light is love, the reason we live. It is hope. No matter how magnificent or how bleak our situation, we can have better. Light is truth. There are no shadows where secrets can hide. I

The harder you fight, The more you bleed.

His name has been added to the Book of New Life, and he’s a candidate for the Resurrection. You just might see him again—and soon! Light

One fox in the henhouse. In two days, he’ll try to eat his mouse. Two days have passed. Today is the day. Anytime now. Three, yes, three warnings will come. By four five six, you’ll be glum. Look, look, look, for the seven. Eight, nine, Ten is in heaven...

Mightier than a sword Eager to bless those around her Radiant, a Light for the world Eternally loving and loved Devoted to the end, she Illuminated my life Thankful, humble, true Hopeful till the end...

I see a beautiful city and a brilliant people rising from this abyss. I see the lives for which I lay down my life, peaceful, useful, prosperous and happy. I see that I hold a sanctuary in their hearts, and in the hearts of their descendants, generations hence. It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.” —CHARLES DICKENS, A TALE OF TWO CITIES

The wise will rise, and the fool will duel

You are a Conduit. A born leader. You are meant to start a wildfire with a single spark.

A pretty face can often hide a monster. Beauty fades. Character lasts forever.

Refusing to believe a truth doesn't make it a lie

You are meant to start a wildfire with a single spark

A whisper can become a roar

Anyone can star a marathon. Only the strongest will finish it, even after they fall.

Refusing to believe a truth doesn’t make it a lie,

You’re a closet romantic,” I say, brushing my fingertips over his jawline. His eyes are hooded, his lids at half-mast. “For you. Only you.

Is this how I came across to Archer? How I come across to Killian and Levi? Yeah, probably. So frustrating! It’s a miracle I haven’t been stabbed.

Sometimes good people have to do bad things.

Don’t think about consequences, only desire. Do you want to join me?” Those blue-gold eyes lower and snag on my lips. He says one word, only one, but it seals his fate. “Yes.

Trust in Fate. If one door closes, simply wait. Another will open.

If you harm Ten,” Killian says, the menace in his tone almost frightening, “I will hurt you in ways you cannot fathom.

Everyone has a story, and I will be the author of mine. Every day begins with a blank page.

Want to reach a thousand people? Start with one. That one will help you reach others. Those others will reach others, and so on and so forth. A whisper can become a roar.

Lies are shackles. Truth is freedom. Lies will keep us apart. Truth can bring us together.