The people that tell you what you want to hear are the most dangerous enemies you’ll ever meet.
You should never trust a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Because the only thing the wolf will ever want to do is break you.
People make mistakes all the time – some of us just are in more of a position to leave an impact when we do.
You, you are a cockroach. No matter how many times we tried to get rid of you, you kept finding a way to scuttle your way back. And as much as I don’t like you, well, you are persistent. And even I can admire you that.
I was tired of my traitorous heart wanting things that were taken. Or, more importantly, people that I didn’t want to want.
That somehow, this insufferable girl would become the one person I am forever, hopelessly, madly drawn to against my will and possibly even my better judgment.
All of sudden I cared what someone thought of me. Because we are friends. And making you miserable and angry makes me miserable and angry. I don’t want to be the person to make you mad or cry, Ryiah. I want to make you laugh. I want you to make me laugh, because gods know you are the only one who can. So, yes, I am sorry, I am sorry because even if I was right, I was also wrong. And I’d rather lose a silly battle than your friendship.
You don’t become the best if you aren’t willing to stick your hand in the fire.
That’s the thing about enemies. You never know who they could end up being.
Darren, Prince Darren, the sometimes-bane-of-my-existence, had put faith in a future that even I had never bothered to foresee.
I know exactly who you are.” I took a step forward, and another, until I was standing right in front of him. Then my words turned to ice. “You are the selfish, spineless son of a king who is too afraid to be his own man. You would rather hide behind your status than fight for something that could actually mean something.” There, that felt good. “And it’s a shame, really it is, because, according to you, I was the one true friend you had.