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“Every Princess has one Prince to share the loves and joys of life, and do you know how that Princess knows which Prince is hers?”
“How Mommy?”
“From the kiss.”
“But how?”
“The very first kiss with your Prince will change your life. When your lips touch for the first time, the earth will feel like it stops moving, but in the same moment, the world around you spins. It’ll feel like fireworks in the night sky. Like a bright light in the darkness. You’ll feel your heart beat fast in your ears but silence will surround you. And when you pull apart and open your eyes and look at each other, and really see each other. You’ll know it in that moment, through that kiss, that you’ve just let someone own a piece of your heart, and you’ll live happily ever after.”
― Jay McLean, More Than This

“And I look at him.
Really, truly, look at him.
And I fall in love all over again.”
― Jay McLean, More Than This

“God, I can't even begin to tell you... I just wish that you could have felt it too. So that when you found your Jake Andrews, you would know. You would know what it felt like to stand in front of your forever.”
― Jay McLean, More Than This

“God Jake, I so much more than a lot like you."

"Mikayla, I passed that stage a long, long time ago.”
― Jay McLean, More Than This

“Because if I kiss you, then I'll want to taste you, and if I taste you then I'll need to fuck you. And if I fuck you, that means your mine. And when I make you mine, I want it to be in OUR bed. Not in a hotel room...Is that okay?”
― Jay McLean, More Than This

“And if you were still here today, I would tell you, that in your future, do not settle for anything less than the Jake Andrews of the world. Because they exist, and not just in fairytales.”
― Jay McLean, More Than This

“The sexual tension between Jake and I is off the charts. I’m actually scared I might combust any second . No joke. If doesn’t help that we’re around each other almost 24/7 or that we’re always finding ways to ‘innocently’ touch each other. It’s almost at that stage where we’re pushing each other a little further and further seeing how much we can take until one of us cracks. I’m about two fucking seconds from cracking and if I don’t get a release soon I will cut a bitch.”
― jay mclean, More Than This

“Quit eye fucking him!” I spit out, finger in her face. “I’m right fucking here. Do you know how disrespectful that is?” I fume, pointing up and down my body.
“Yeah, you fucking slut!” Lucy yells from next to me…
“ I’m so fucking sick of girls like you thinking it’s okay to want what’s not yours to have.”
“Fucking whore!” Lucy yells, she’s drunk. I love drunk Lucy.”
― Jay McLean, More Than This

“I’m going to be the luckiest asshole in the world when she finally lets me love her.”
― Jay McLean, More Than This

“I'm not fucking calling you a slut!" She took a step forward. "But if cocks had wings you'd be fucking airport.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Her

“I tell her to fuck off. And that she needs to learn to control her hormones. Get it, Logan? WHORE-MOANS? Oh my god. I'm so fucking funny!”
― Jay McLean, More Than Her

“I was the match that started the inferno.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Her

“That shit you're selling," she pointed up and down my body, "it's not for sale anymore. I own it. And I say it's for my eyes only.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Her

“Logan Matthews," I put my hand out to shake hers.
She looked down at it, shook her head, laughed once, and then looked back up at me.
"Definitely no."
"What? Why? Give me one good reason," I spat out. I didn't know why it was getting to me, her not wanting me. But I was pissed off and I felt like I needed to win that argument, or whatever the fuck it was that was going on there.
"Because."
"That's not a reason."
"Because I have a boyfriend."
"No you don't." I shook my head and crossed my arms over my chest.
"Because you're an asshole."
"Valid, but not accepted. Next?”
― Jay McLean, More Than Her

“Tony turned to him. "Rude much? We're in the middle of something here." Logan glared at him, then lifted his index finger in the air, twirling it around. "You see this?" he asked, his chin lifting. Tony looked around the kitchen, confusion all over his face. "See what, Asshole? There's nothing." "Exactly." Logan smirked, moving so he was in front of me. "That's all the fucks I give.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Her

“Logan: 7 days to go.
Amanda: Really, asshole? A countdown?
Logan: 6 days to go. I bet you can't wait to see me.
Amanda: I'm already regretting this.
Logan: 5 days to go. OMG! What am I going to wear?
Amanda: I thought I told you not to contact me for a week.
Logan: 4 days to go. Seriously though, what do you want to do?
Amanda: Not go on a date with you?
Logan: 3 days to go. I'm pretty fucking excited to see you.
Amanda: Shut up.
Logan: 2 days to go. Just thought I would remind you, in case you had forgotten.
Amanda: Who is this?
Logan: 1 day to go. I'll call you tomorrow.
Amanda: I'll be busy.
Logan: I'm calling you in 5 minutes. You better answer. You promised my 'nephew' a date with me.
Amanda: Fine!”
― jay mclean, More Than Her

“She bit her lip and looked him up and down..
Lucy eye's zoned in on Cam's junk.
He covered his dick with both his hands. "I mean it, Lucy."
He took a step back.
She took a step forward.
"Quit objectifying me!" he yelled. "I have feelings, you know!"
She took a few more steps forward until she was in front of him. She placed her hand over his; still covering his parts, and raised her eyebrows.
"No," he warned.
She pouted.
"No," he said again.
She licked her lips.
"Oh, fuck it!" he grunted, before lifting her over his shoulders. He bumped fists with me on the way out.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Her

“I'm sorry." She straightened up a little. "It would have just been an angry fuck, Logan. It didn't mean anything."
"So angry fuck me. I don't give a shit!" I motioned my hand to my dick. "My dick doesn't give a shit!"
She laughed again, moving closer to me. I thought she was about to give in, but instead, she lifted her chin and said, "You have hands, use them."
I glared at her, then thrust my hips forward slightly. "You have hands, you use them.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Her

“The door," she said, her words muffled by my chest. She kicked my legs. We were in bed. The sun hadn't even come up yet.
I kicked her back.
"The door," she repeated, kicking me harder.
"Uhh," I moaned.
Then Ethan bellowed, "One of you asshole's get the fucking door."
"Uhh," I moaned.
"The door," she said again, kicking me harder again.
"Uhh." I kicked her back.
"Assholes, get the fucking door," Ethan yelled.
"Uhh."
And then my phone rang.
"Uhh," I answered.
"Dude." It was Jake. "Answer your fucking door."
"Uhh.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Her

“Twinkle twinkle little whore, close your legs they're not a door.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Him

“I sigh and flop down on my bed. "Okay." He starts pacing the room. "Rewind and tell me what happened from the beginning."
"Okay." I blow out a breath and try to calm down. "So she touched my dick."
"Where?"
"MY DICK! Are you not listening?"
"Settle down, asshole. Where were you when she touched..."
His face contorts to a grimace. "You know... your..."
"My dick? At school."
"HOLY SHIT ! What the hell are they letting happen in schools these days?"
"What?" I yell, frustrated. "No! It's not like she pulled my pants down in the cafeteria while we were all eating lunch and decided to tug me.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Forever

“Is this… I mean… have you ever been kissed before?"
My head shakes frantically. I can't control it.
His face lights up.
I don't know why he's happy that he's trying to make out with a pajama wearing, frozen, virgin kisser. That doesn't sound like happy times at all.
"So I'm your first?"
I nod again. The same speed as before. That's it—I've lost control of all bodily function.
"I like that," he says, his mouth slowly descending. He presses his lips softly against mine.”
― Jay McLean, More Than Forever

“Others imply that they know what it is like to be depressed because they have gone through a divorce, lost a job, or broken up with someone. But these experiences carry with them feelings. Depression, instead, is flat, hollow, and unendurable. It is also tiresome. People cannot abide being around you when you are depressed. They might think that they ought to, and they might even try, but you know and they know that you are tedious beyond belief: you are irritable and paranoid and humorless and lifeless and critical and demanding and no reassurance is ever enough. You're frightened, and you're frightening, and you're "not at all like yourself but will be soon," but you know you won't.”
― Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness

“If I can't feel, if I can't move, if I can't think, and I can't care, then what conceivable point is there in living?”
― Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness

“Stories don't always have to end happily.. Sometimes it's just enough that they end.”
― Terri Cheney, Manic: A Memoir

“No that I'm fat, but since the images that society forces down our throats these days tell us that if you aren't built like stick with boobs (bee sting size), then you are not skinny, but I am a healthy kind of curvy. I've always said that I was just born in the wrong century, cause back then? I would have been the shit!”
― J.M. Stone, Skin Deep

“You're looking at that chick like you want to roll her up in a taco and put your hot sauce all over her.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Avenged

“I smirk at her and let my eyes graze over her body."I don't know how to be friends with someone I'm attracted to.”
― Cheryl McIntyre, Before Now

“Life Lessons According to Camryn:
One must handle stress like a dog; if you can't eat it or play with it, pee on it and walk away”
― Kelly Moran, The Dysfunctional Test

“Ms. Baird, no one is good or bad at sex by themselves,” he drawled. “It’s a team effort, and you know I’m a team player.”
― Nalini Singh, Rock Hard