Lydia Michaels > Quotes

“Life, when it was good, was indeed pink. La vie en rose.”
― Lydia Michaels, La Vie en Rose: Life in Pink

“I love you. I don’t want you to stray too far. I want you to be the solace I come home to each night. Protect me. Let me be your shelter and protect you, always. Be my queen and let me take care of you. Marry me.”
― Lydia Michaels, Breaking Out

“And it will be a great boon to your friend. He’ll get the security he’s been searching for, the

confidence he never had, and I’ll get the rest of my life with you. Sometimes victory is won by

surrendering something great. And in surrender, we unburden ourselves so clarity can come through.

We’re all just men hiding behind curtains and impressive toys, Evelyn. He can have whatever trinket

validates his struggles, but he’ll never have your heart. That’s mine. I’ll surrender everything, except for you.”
― Lydia Michaels, Coming Home

“Love was like piloting a jet through a mountain range, blind. It was freeing and exhilarating, but at the same time, at any second the person risking their life piloting that plane could crash and burn, shattering into nothing but dust - all for one glorious ride.”
― Lydia Michaels, Coming Home

“All of my life I’ve had one cardinal rule: the only person I can trust is myself. I’m the only person I can count on to truly look out for me without ulterior motives. That’s what I’m doing now, looking out. I don’t need your hotel. I don’t need your damn limo to give me a ride. And I don’t need you.” He stared at her, a blank expression on his face for a long moment. Finally, he whispered, “But I need you.”
― Lydia Michaels, Coming Home

“Sometimes victory is won by

surrendering something great. And in surrender, we unburden ourselves so clarity can come through.”
― Lydia Michaels, Coming Home

“realized home, for either of them, did not come in the shape of walls, but in the sense of heart. He showed her how to love and she, somehow, taught him the same.”
― Lydia Michaels, Coming Home

“Keep all your words locked in, but silence does not make your feelings any less real.”
― Lydia Michaels, Falling In

“LOVE is much larger than a four letter word. It is an emotion that takes pages and pages to portray."
~Lydia Michaels”
― Lydia Michaels

“Evelyn Keats, I love you. I promise to always be faithful to you, take care of you, honor you with every bit of my being far past my last breath, so long as you agree to be my wife. Will you marry me?”
― Lydia Michaels, Breaking Out

“There was turmoil in the melody, but also hope, promise.”
― Lydia Michaels, Breaking Perfect

“People assume it takes years and months to love someone and that our affection must be rationed to only the best of the best. Well, I think that’s bullshit. Life’s too short not to tell those we love that they mean something to us.”
― Lydia Michaels, Sacred Waters

“I don’t know what hurts more,” he said. “Worrying about you or knowing you don’t worry about me.”
― Lydia Michaels, Coming Home

“Did you eat?” he asked as he backed out of the parking lot.

“No.”

“Do you want to stop somewhere?”

“Like Burger King?”

“I was thinking something a little nicer.”

“I’m wearing sweaty clothes and sneakers.”

Briefly taking his eyes off the road, he glanced at her. “I think you look nice.”

“Says the man in a dress shirt and tie.”

“Trust me, you could wear a sack and I’d still be the inappropriate factor in the equation. Let’s stop and have dinner. We’ll go someplace small and quiet.”

She sighed. “Fine. But you have to take off your tie and un-tuck your shirt.”

“What?”

“Either that or I’m not going. I look like a slob.”

His fingers noticeably tightened on the wheel. “Fine.”

When they arrived at the restaurant, a little corner place with outdoor seating and Italian cuisine, Elliot stood at the car door and loosened his tie. After unclasping the top button of his shirt, he frowned at his hips.

“My shirttails will be wrinkled. Can’t this be enough?”

She laughed at how uncomfortable the idea of wrinkles made him. “Fine.”

Untwisting the clip in her hair, she flipped her head over and shook out her waves, hoping to hide the fact that she was in an old tank top with a bleach stain on the side.

Flipping back, she paused as she caught him staring. “What?”

His eyes were wide behind his glasses. “Nothing.” He shook his head and looked away.

He took her hand and escorted her into the restaurant. The smell of delicious pasta cranked up her hunger. The hostess greeted them, and before Nadia could manage a word, Elliot asked for a private table in the back. They were escorted to the rear of the restaurant, far away from all other patrons.

“Do they know you here?” He seemed to have some pull.

“No, but if you make a direct request people don’t often tell you no.”

She raised a brow. “I’ll have to remember that trick.”

For as gentle as he was, he had a knack for being equally commanding. His clout was subtle but undeniable. She wondered if he even realized the influence he held over others. He wore authority very well.”
― Lydia Michaels, Untied

“Grief was the counterpoint of love. The more a person loves something, the more painful sorrow became when that something disappeared. She loved Nash with every ounce of her being, so when he went away he took her entire soul with him." ~Lydia Michaels WAKE MY HEART (Jasper Falls 1)”
― Lydia Michaels, Wake My Heart

“You’re a plan A girl. Leave the plan B slot for someone not so nice. Hold out for a guy that puts you at the top and knows that’s where you belong, a guy that never makes you question your worth.” His”
― Lydia Michaels, La Vie en Rose

“There were heroes and then there were men like him. It was best not to confuse the two.”
― Lydia Michaels, Untied

“The man could make stone malleable. Somehow he was changing her without fully breaking her. Perhaps that was how he obtained his power. Shatter the victims right from the start, so the slightest show of kindness felt like the greatest relief.”
― Lydia Michaels, Immortal Bastard

“It doesn’t matter what’s typical here, only that
we’re perfectly happy, because I assure your there is no such thing as happily
perfect.”
― Lydia Michaels, Breaking Perfect

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― Lydia Michaels, Calamity Rayne Over the Moon

“You’re the only woman who will ever know this side of me”
― Lydia Michaels, Almost Priest

“Like witnessing a form of egocentric masturbation as he stroked his inflated ego.”
― Lydia Michaels, Blind

“It hurt, feeling the bleak emptiness slip away, because she first had to admit it existed in order to let it go.”
― Lydia Michaels, Faking It

“You’re family already has a full house.”
― Lydia Michaels, Skin

“Emma shut her laptop and scowled at them. “I’m pink.”

She wasn’t sure when her opinion of the color changed or why, but she now took offense to outsiders putting down the pink as much as she took offense to corporations abusing the color. What she once criticized she now understood. Despite all the exploitation, there was something intangible behind the pink, a sense of connectedness, and she wanted to embrace that camaraderie.”
― Lydia Michaels, La Vie en Rose: Life in Pink

“The world’s big, Meyers. Explore it. Experience the fresh air, travel until your bones know the true meaning of exhaustion, and make love until you collapse. That’s the sort of exercise people enjoy.”
― Lydia Michaels, Calamity Rayne: Gets A Life

“Okay. That helps. Just an FYI, I’m the sort of girl that needs things spelled out or I panic, especially when I’m in unfamiliar territory.”
― Lydia Michaels, Calamity Rayne: Gets A Life