Thou art hunger, yo. Make with the starvation.

Prove it. I'll measure your words against your actions, and from that I will determine your worth.

And oil's not supposed to mix with water. But then someone invented mayonnaise, and wham - instant mixing.

If Melissa Miller were an artist, she would have painted the world in vicious streaks of red. Nothing like Picasso's rose period, all soft and cheerful and so optimistic that it made you want to puke. Missy's red phase would have been brutal and bright enough to cut your eyes. Missy's art would have been honest.

Fear is sweat, but terror is addictive.

THREE DAYS TO DEAD is one of the best books I've read. Ever. Evy Stone is a heroine's heroine, and I rooted for her from the moment I met her. Kelly Meding has written a phenomenal story, one that's fast-paced, gritty, and utterly addictive. Brava! More! More! More!