called out. “Your wings have been stripped, haven’t they?” The boy—angel—whoever he was did not turn back. Chauncey did not need the confirmation. “This service I’m to provide,” he shouted. “I demand to know what it is!” The air resonated with the boy’s low laughter.
Nurdedani Agustinahas quoted5 years ago
That’s the thing about fear. It brings out the worst in us.”
Dessi Handayanihas quoted8 years ago
He was the worst kind of wrong. He was so wrong it felt right, and that made me feel completely out of control.
Strayedstarzzhas quoted5 months ago
Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn’t.”
Jᜀᜈ᜔ᜈhas quoted10 months ago
"He's tall, dark, and annoying.
No girl I think you meant "he's an edgy twilight stalker joe goldberg piece of shit"
b4646136793has quoted2 years ago
“We still have a lot to talk about,” I said.
“Talk?” He shook his head, his eyes full of desire. Kiss, he whispered to my thoughts
b4646136793has quoted2 years ago
Can you climb trees? Tell me you can climb a tree!”
Patch grinned. “I can fly.”
b4646136793has quoted2 years ago
“You’re a guardian angel now.” I was still too much in awe to wrap my mind around it, but at the same time I felt amazement, curiosity … happiness.
“I’m your guardian angel,” he said
b4646136793has quoted2 years ago
Jules ripped off the headlamp and ski mask. “In the flesh.”
b4646136793has quoted2 years ago
“Are you keeping anything else from me?” I wanted to know.
“I’m keeping a lot of things from you.”
My insides took a steep dive. “Like?”
“Like the way I feel about being locked up in here with you.” Patch braced one hand against the mirror behind me, his weight tipping toward me. “You have no idea what you do to me.”