Libba Bray
Libba Bray
Libba Brayis an American writer of young adult novels including the Gemma Doyle Trilogy, Going Bovine, and The Diviners...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth11 March 1964
CityMontgomery, AL
CountryUnited States of America
gentleman felicity available
He frowns. "A dance with the carnivorous Felicity? Why? Has she eaten all the other available gentlemen?
sorry thinking rewards
I don't have time to feel sorry for myself. I've got to think.
school skills feet
Beauty, grace, and charm my foot. It's a school for sadists with good tea-serving skills.
rose forever thorns
Do not be tempted by English roses. Their beauty fades, but their thorns are forever.
oddities individuality complicated
I'm an oddity of one, my strangeness too complicated to explain or share.
girl dog house
I knew it. You’re an alien,” said her former best friend, the pale, bespectacled creature with the spectacular cleavage. “Yes, I’m an alien and I still made cheerleader. And now I’m going to steal your boyfriend to prove girls can’t really be friends.” “I sat back timidly when you torched my house, killed my parents, and ate my dog. But now you’re stealing my boyfriend? That’s a step too far!
jeans acid ifs
We have work to do if you are not to be a total failure like high-waisted, acid-wash jeans.
girl real kissing
You know what else is hot?" said a nameless blonde as she put her arm around the one black girl. "What?" "Bisexuals." "Totally. Well, not like real bisexuals who are just sort of your everyday people, but, like, the kind of bisexuals you see in magazines wearing nothing but body paint and kissing both boys and girls to promote a new single." "Totally, totally hot.
girl sleep somewhere-else
What makes a girl a girl? What makes a guy a guy? Do you have to be what they want you to be? Or do you stop and listen to that voice inside you? I know who I am. I'm Petra West. And I'm a girl. You want me to sleep somewhere else, fine. Whatever. But I'm not going to pretend to be somebody I'm not. I've done enough of that.
neat-and-tidy forever soul
Can we really conquer chaos so easily? If that were so, I should be able to prune the pandemonium of my own soul into something neat and tidy rather than this maze of wants and needs and misgivings that has me forever feeling as if I cannot fit into the landscape of things.
space world acoustics
We have traveled through space and time. We have been many places. Visited many worlds. And there is good news: the acoustics everywhere are terrific.
girl islands needs
Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one's is watching them so they can be who they really are
satan spawn
You are truly Satan's sequined spawn.
moving mean kids
You don't know me, dude," he says, not smiling this time. Gonzo examines his cards, prepping for his next move. "People always think that they know other people, but they don't. Not really. I mean, maybe they know things about them, like they won't eat doughnuts or they like action movies or whatever. But they don't know what their friends do in their rooms alone at night or what happened to them when they were kids or if they feel ****ed up for no reason at all.