Occupation: Author Birth: 1981
Correct. President Wallis was the president before the Chinese assault and continued leading the United States throughout the war.
It’s okay, Kriss. Have some pie,” Natalie offered..
Need someone to talk to? I could tug my ear right now..
I only really ever hug my mother. Is this okay?” he asked. I laughed. “It’s hard to get a hug wrong..
if you like the lovable sound of an asthma attack in your ear every time you tell a joke..
For you, someone kind of quiet and mysterious-" "I'm not mysterious," I interrupted. "You are a little. And sometimes people don't know whether to in….
Mom was bossy. Even in print I could hear her tone, smugly congratulating me on already earning the prince's affections and telling me firmly to keep….
My shoes I got to pick. I chose worn-out red flats. I figured I should make it clear from the start that I wasn’t princess material..
It was almost comforting, this mutual acceptance of our secrets..
I guessed princesses-in-training didn’t wear pants..
Just head over to the risers, Lady America," she said. "You may sit anywhere you like. So you know, most of the girls have already claimed the front ….
So he enjoys a girl who stands up to him," Dad said once we all calmed down. "I like him more already..
That was my great ambition. Not to be Illea's princess. To be Aspen's..
I should have proposed that night in your room." "I should have let you..
Oh, yes. She’s still here,” Maxon said, not letting his eyes wander from Gavril’s face. “And I plan on keeping her here for quite a while..
Bravery hides in amazing places..
You get confused by crying women, I get confused by walks with princes..
Despite the knowledge that her affections were unattainable, I couldn't help but be drawn to try..
So far, I had a solid collection of my honest opinions..
He wasn’t allowed to come with me there—my own rule for this little adventure. No more. Good-bye, Aspen..
Well, the one thing I've thought about is having dad give me away. You know when he takes your hand and he puts it in the hand of the person you marr….