Ellen Mint > Quotes

“You don’t sweat—you glisten with testosterone.”
― Ellen Mint, Rash & Rationality

“I am pieces of a person, forever preserved when they were chipped off. There’s nothing but fragments inside a skin.”
― Ellen Mint, Undercover Siren

“I answer your desires, I fulfill them beyond even your expectations and I obey whatever you demand.”
― Ellen Mint, Ink

“Yeehaw,” he cried, rocking his hips in a circle even while riding Levi.”
― Ellen Mint, Tangled in Tinsel

“It is a truth universally acknowledged that a store nearing closing without any customers will be the epicenter of employee mischief.”
― Ellen Mint, Rash & Rationality

“Layla would…” It wasn’t that she’d die for me—she threw herself in danger for a near stranger. It was that I could lay my head in her lap and know I’d wake safe.”
― Ellen Mint, Fang

“Girls used breakup songs and ice cream. He had heavy metal and a sea of flaming-hot Cheetos. The end was the same though.”
― Ellen Mint, Rash & Rationality

“My eye slipped past your supple face,
My hand missed all your subtle grace,
My mind ignored your sumpt’us thoughts,
But my heart, oh, it missed you naught.

For though it have no sight nor voice,
To my heart there was but one choice.
My brain may dream of castles in the sky,
My eyes flitter to glints of a magpie,
My ears caress songs beyond the sea,
But my heart, sweet heart, belongs only to thee.

Time that it needs to grow strong,
To whisper in my ear, to find the song,
To shower my eyes with what is true,
To tell my mind it’s always been you.”
― Ellen Mint, Rash & Rationality

“Me, be in charge of, no—the mistress of—four dangerously hot men? Four men who seem to think that clothing is optional? Men that live in the cellar of a cheese shop like gorgeous, often-naked vampires?”
― Ellen Mint, Why Cheese?

“For five glorious years, I stole from the rich… because the poor don’t have anything worth taking.”
― Ellen Mint

“Every sip reminded her of him. Dark, occasionally bitter and abrasive on the first note, but with each new taste a surprise opened of split pines, a little nuttiness, and a tender vein sweetness winding deep within. Emma didn’t want to stop drinking it, but she feared what would happen when it was gone.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“Even if they are strange, partially naked men trespassing in my uncle’s cheese shop, there’s no reason to not be polite.”
― Ellen Mint, Why Cheese?

“You…you make cheese? But you are cheese.”
“Do people not make people?” Roq asks rhetorically.
Cam leers forward, his lips nearly pressing to my cheek. “Would you like me to show you how?”
― Ellen Mint, Why Cheese?

“You’ll know when I’m doing something funny,' Marty snarled as he spun the knife down and slammed it onto the table. 'Because you won’t understand it.”
― Ellen Mint, Rash & Rationality

“Coffee, right? How do you like it?”
“In a cup?” she squeaked before slapping a hand to her mouth. To her shock, his rigid sneer slipped up for a moment, and he gave a quick snort.
“That’s complimentary. Do you want sugar, milk?”
“Um, a little cream? Please.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“What do you think of our personal creation? We put so much love and hard work into it,” he asks and traces the side of my mouth with his thumb. A white spot stains the tip”
― Ellen Mint, Why Cheese?

“Forget all that mess outside. Antiques, cradles, tradition, bills. Ride that cowboy into the sunset.”
― Ellen Mint, Tangled in Tinsel

“She folded her notebook up and looked about to bolt, but Anita paused and asked, “What are you going to do?” With a smile on, he bowed. “Charm the locals.” “We’re doomed.”
― Ellen Mint, Tangled in Tinsel

“So not the time, or the place. He was a guest in a small town of eccentric but nice people who could turn on him in a second. But if Levi looked at him from under his hat with a shy smile one more time, Dean’s balls were liable to explode.”
― Ellen Mint, Tangled in Tinsel

“I don’t get the point of this. Where in the real world will I have someone ask me to prove this is a circle? Look, it’s round. It’s a circle. Stop giving it an existential crisis, geometry!”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“Dean chuckled at his stupid joke, causing Levi to join in until Dean tugged his sweater clean off. There was a tank top underneath, but those shoulders alone had to be one of the seven deadly sins.”
― Ellen Mint, Tangled in Tinsel

“Levi picked up the tree and carried it himself. As he turned to slot the pine into a metal stand, Dean got to enjoy the best perk about a cowboy obsession—the tight jeans.”
― Ellen Mint, Tangled in Tinsel

“When it comes to being considered an adult I have three strikes against me. One, I barely reach five feet on a good day. Two, my round face, owl-like eyes, and tiny mouth give people the impression I’m some kind of haunted doll come to life. And three, my voice barely registers above the volume of flipping a book’s pages.”
― Ellen Mint, Why Cheese?

“Well, what do you think?” Levi repeated, as if he wasn’t a hot shirtless cowboy in nothing but tight jeans and a hat.”
― Ellen Mint, Tangled in Tinsel

“Screaming”
― Ellen Mint, Why Cheese?

“They always say chase your dreams. If you want it, it’ll happen. But I don’t think anyone gets what they wanted at eighteen. Maybe the dream job turns out to be a nightmare. Maybe the wife… leaves. Maybe the kids never happen. There’s no shame in changing your dream.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“Love is a sword with thorns for a handle. Every touch draws blood from your hand until your glove is filled to the brim.”
― Ellen Mint, PSL

“Isn’t that what this time of year is about? Ghosts scaring the shit out of you until you appreciate the season. Or whatever that ancient movie was going on about.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“She’s way too young for me.”
Skylar crossed her arms. In her puffy pink coat, she looked like a pastel Michelin man. “How old is she?”
“Twenty-seven.”
“That’s no problem. She passes the half plus seven rule.”
Confused, Nick zeroed in on his niece. “The what?”
“You know, half your age, then add seven. That’s how young you can date. Everyone knows that.”
― Ellen Mint, Mistletoe Latte

“Biting down my shrieks”
― Ellen Mint, Why Cheese?