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“Am I glowing?"
"Like a Christmas tree."
"Not just the star?"
The bed moved a little, and I felt his hand brush my arm. "No. You're super bright. It's kind of like looking at the sun.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“I don’t want you risking yourself for me,â€� he continued, his voice unhurried. “Not anymore.â€�

“I’m not risking myself for you,â€� Mariko retorted. “I’m here for me. Because I still have things I wish to accomplish with my life.â€� She refocused her attention on the misshapen mass. Slowly began chiseling away twisted fragments of wax, using a lacquered chopstick she’d pilfered from her evening meal. “It turns out my wishes have something to do with you.”
― Renée Ahdieh, Smoke in the Sun

“He was quiet for a moment. “So, in this analogy, you’re Mary Jane?â€� “You got that right, Tiger.”
― J.M. Richards, Tall, Dark Streak of Lightning

“Do you think they’ll stop thisâ€� zombie-apocalypse-in-the-making if they realize I’m back on Team Not-Insane?â€�

No one really looked hopeful, but Aiden smiled at me, and I knew he did it to make me feel better, because it was what I wanted to hear. It took everything in me not to cross the room and jump him.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Apollyon

“You taste salty-" Matilda licked her lips "-like pretzels."
It was an intimate gesture. I brushed her lips with mine, and it brought me back to that magical night at the estate bowling alley when I treaded carefully with my lips.
"You taste sweet," I said. "Like sugar."
"Like guava." Matilda grinned playfully.
"I missed you." It came out before I could think about it.
"I missed you squared, times seven, plus four," Matilda replied.
It reminded me of something Matilda would have said at the estate- childish in a way. She was a completely different woman than the girl I had met on the tennis court, yet in some ways still the same. I needed to love the woman she was becoming, not just the girl she had been.”
― Alex Brunkhorst, The Gilded Life of Matilda Duplaine

“Hey, big guy.â€� After a moment, he said,

“Babe?� He blinked and sat up, making the gurney squeak and groan. “Guys? What’d I miss?� A better family life? Your mom and sister? The kind of great dad you deserved? I wanted to say all of that, but I didn’t.

I swallowed and had to blink back a few tears. “You’re my knight in shining armor.â€� I hugged him hard. “You saved the damsel. Now it’s my turn.â€� I hugged him again.”
― A. Kirk, Demons in Disguise

“What would you do if it were you at the crossroads?"
"That depends on what each one offered," Emma mused. "You got any ideas?"
"One road is the path that everyone else tells you that you'll do great on, but you lose everyone in your life that matters; and the other is you spending your life the way you always wanted to... like riding on a Tilt-a-Whirl with the greatest friends you could ask for, no matter how much it made you want to hurl."
"You did come close to chucking out your guts, didn't you?" Emma grinned.
"Me?" Arnold smiled back. "I was talking about you."
"Okay, so it's all about me now, huh?"
"Oh, definitely," Arnold chuckled, "it always will be.”
― Robert G. Culp, Olympus Rising