My Teasers:
Opal by Jennifer L. Armentrout
Then he opened the door and slipped out. The wall of chairs crumbled, spilling out across the floor. Kind of ironic how they fell upon themselves, just like my whole life was collapsing onto itself. - Page 81
Persistence of Vision by Liesel K. Hill
Marcus rested his head against his forearms and cried. Sometimes it was the only thing a man could do. - Kindle Location 5837 (May differ to final copy as this is from an arc)
