Jennifer L. Armentrout

“Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.”

“I was in love with him. I knew that much was true. Love was the swelling, hopeful feeling in my chest every time I saw him. Love was the way I could forget about everything when I was with him. Love was the catch in my breath when he looked at me in his intense way. Love was the gasp he could draw o...”

“I understood books. I did not understand boys—especially alien boys.”