Keitha Altice

“Jamie’s eyes gleamed. “God forgive me, I want there to be a murderer after the Falconer family so we in the College feel less to blame.”
― Susan Rowland, Murder on Family Grounds

“Light flashed in her eyes. In fact, it clung to her—flaring around her skin, her hair, her whole body. It was a trick of the eyes, his mind, when adrenaline hit his system. But she glowed. Vivid. Alive. And for a moment, he’d have given anything to be like her.”
― J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath

“The woman patted Sarah's hand. "Of course, my dove," her thick, almost black lipstick bunched into a dark oval, punctuating her face. Sarah snatched her hand back, startled. The volunteer label didn't quite fit with the black lipstick.
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― Theasa Tuohy, Mademoiselle le Sleuth

“Maeve glanced around at the tables and watched the couples sitting close to each other laughing, holding hands, or staring into each other’s eyes. She felt that familiar ache thinking of Evan, missing him, and the emptiness it caused at times like this when she was alone.”
― A.G. Russo, Bangtails, Grifters, and a Liar's Kiss