What he did to my heart was sheer, inexplicable, magic.
Never let a boy know you’re crazy about him. He’ll lose interest, and then you’ll be a loser.
And if you say that’s because you lot barged into her home like a herd of mentally deficient sheep, I’m disowning all three of you.
I want to be with you forever and beyond...
I would know you anywhere for my true love. Whoever I was and whoever you were, I would know you at once for my true love.
Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs.
You think I wanted to fall for you? I stayed away from you! I gave him the chance to be with you! But there’s another part of me that asks what if? What if you’re not supposed to be with Ren? What if you were supposed to be the answer to my prayers? Not his!
I could still feel the ghost of him hovering in the quiet, dark recess of my heart. It was as if he was just waiting for me to be lonely, or to let my guard down, so that he could surface and fill my mind again with thoughts of him.
It wasn’t a thing I had consciously missed, but having it now reminded me of the joy of it; that drowsy intimacy in which a man’s body is accessible to you as your own, the strange shapes and textures of it like a sudden extension of your own limbs.
Sometimes letting go is the only way to find out who you’re meant to hold on to.
Sometimes the person you’d take a bullet for is the person behind the trigger.
You make the rest of the beautiful things in the world cry for even trying at all. You make it hard for me to breathe.
I will bathe in your warmth ma petite. Roll you around me until my heart beats only for you. My breath will grow warm from your kiss.
I’ll never forget the way he tastes. It’s not anything I can describe, a little sweet and a whole lot of spice, and it feels, in that moment, absolutely right.
It is when things are at worst you will get the best.
My heart cracked. Daemon never begged.
People get stupid when they’re in love; people want what they can’t have; and the years between ages twelve and eighteen always, always suck.
No matter what happened, he was Dex and I was Perry and that combination only led to trouble.
Delusion detests focus and romance provides the veil.
When you find someone you want to spend forever with, you don’t let them go, whether forever turns out to be a day, a year or fifty years. Don’t let the fear of losing them keep you from loving them.