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“Yeah? Feels like we just traded one set of rumors for another. We still have no idea where he is, what his plans are, or even what he looks like."
Patience, dear girl, patience."
Easy for you to say. You're immortal.”
― DD Barant

“Gretchen shrugged. "After seeing how he acted when she almost died, I'm starting to get why she's with him." Then her voice hardened. "And really, Leila. That's twice now.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted

“Have your boyfriend add therapy bills to my expense tab.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted

“I am interested in you, Gretchen." When I still won't look at him, he presses his fingers against my jaw and gently turns my face. He is looking straight in my eyes when he says, "I'm interested in you."

His midnight blues burn with an intensity that almost makes me believe him. Makes me want to believe him. He knows just the right thing to say to mess with my mind. He always has. He leans closer, watching me. His lips are a breath away from mine.

This time I'm not buying it.

My knee connects with his soft spot and he doubles over, gasping for air.
"Find your own way home," I snap before turning and marching back to my car.”
― Tera Lynn Childs, Sweet Shadows

“鈥濨in weder Fr盲ulein, weder sch枚n,
kann ungeleitet nach Hause gehn.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

“What鈥檚 the matter? Afraid to come over here and fight a girl?鈥�
鈥淵ou are no girl,鈥� one of the soldiers yells.
鈥淣ow that is downright insulting.鈥� I squat down and pull daggers from my Doc Martens. 鈥淟ooks like I鈥檒l have to defend my honor.”
― Tera Lynn Childs, Sweet Legacy

“And then he's grabbing my hand, and pulling me into a storage room they use for art supplies. And he puts his finger to his lips, and the walls are filled with pads of paper and boxes of colored pencils and jars of paint,
and I'm laughing
and he shuts the door behind us
and leans up against it to stop anyone coming in
and like he's trying to get up his nerve now that he's started something,
before we've ever gone to the dumplings and the movies鈥�
he leans in and kisses me.
His lips are cold. The kiss is soft. He has gum in his mouth, and he stops, and giggles nervously, and takes it out and throws it in the trash can,
and looks like he feels embarrassed to have kissed me with the gum,
but I don't care,
and so now I kiss him,
and he's tall enough that he has to bend down to get to me,
and I put my hand on his neck, which is smooth and warm,
and we kiss for a minute in the storage room,and I want to run my hands up his shirt suddenly鈥�
but I don't.
He pulls away for a second and touches my cheek.
鈥淚 thought you'd never ask,鈥� he whispers.
鈥淚 thought I never would either,鈥� I say, 鈥渂ut I did.鈥�
鈥淕ood job,鈥� he says, and kisses me again.”
― E. Lockhart, Fly on the Wall: How One Girl Saw Everything

“Tutti facciamo delle scelte. Non sempre sono giuste. 脠 il modo in cui ti rialzi che dimostra che tipo di persona sei.”
― Jessica Clare, Beauty and the Billionaire: The Wedding