Amanda Hocking
Amanda Hocking
Amanda Hocking is an American writer of paranormal romance young-adult fiction...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth12 July 1984
CityAustin, MN
CountryUnited States of America
cried dealt depressed sad wrote
I was always depressed growing up. There wasn't a reason for it, I just was. I was sad and morose. I cried a lot, I wrote a lot, and I read a lot; and that was how I dealt with it.
doors zombie world
This is the way the world ends; not with a bang or a whimper, but with zombies breaking down the back door.
princess one-day madly-in-love
Mark my words, Princess,” Loki said. “One day, you’ll be madly in love with me.
night forever want
I don't want only one night. I want all the nights. I want all of you, forever.
girl falling-in-love past
Every man would fall in love with their voice, their lovely appearance, but no man would ever get past that. They'd never really know the girls for who they actually were, never really love them. It would be impossible for any of the four girls to ever really fall in love and be genuinely loved in return.
choices trying sometimes
I guess what I'm trying to say is that you can't live somebody else's life for them. They have to make their own choices, and sometimes all we can do is learn to live with them.
said worth-it
Everything I went through," he said. "For you. It was worth it.
favors doing-you desperation
The desperation was coming off you in waves. You were all but begging to dance with me. I am doing you a favor.
princess believe roaming-around
You expect me to believe that you're being held against your will?" I raised a skeptical eyebrow. "You're roaming around the castle freely." "As are you." He turned away from me then. "Not all prisons have bars. You should know that better than anyone, Princess.
love-you long want
I'm not all you need, and I don't even want to be. I just want to love you, for the rest of my life, and as long as you let me do that, we'll be okay.
fire dust pants
Cause I lit him on fire,” I shrugged and brushed dust from my pants.
zombie
Unfortunately, zombies aren’t very flammable, and it went out instantly.
smell used
It smelled pretty rank, but I was getting used to the smell of death, as much as anyone could get used to it.
creepy trying rooms
He hadn’t been peeping intentionally; he’d been trying to sneak into my room. So that was slightly less creepy, I supposed.