Aris Dryden Quotes

“Signa Farrow was like water: quiet, thoughtful, clever. But Blythe held the passion of fervent flames. She was a fire, all-consuming and never satiated, and Aris could not stop himself from some compulsive need to be burned.”
― Adalyn Grace, Wisteria

“Blythe was a leech on his mind, sucking him dry of all rational thoughts. From the time he awoke crafting plans for that day's adventure to when he set his head upon his pillow and let his mind replay memories of her laughter, she engrossed him, stuck in his head like an inescapable song.

Aris had fallen for someone before, and what a fool he'd been for it. For his life was infinite, and Blythe's was a short and fragile thing- It would have been better if she died now, before such feelings ensnared him. She was a parasite, one of which Aris had no idea how to free himself from.

So why was it that he so desperately wanted her to live? To watch her eyes light up when she tasted the richest chocolate, and to see her fall so heartbreakingly in love with the world he thought he'd grown numb to?

Aris has never minded the passing of time. He could go ages before he ever cared enough to glance up from his work and discover how many years had passed. But every moment with Blythe was one in which he found himself wishing that time could be infinite. This girl had dug herself a home beneath his skin, and his body burned every time he earned a smile from her lips.

He despised her for it, and yet he could not pull himself away.”
― Adalyn Grace, Wisteria

“He was in every inch of her home and hearth, and in the very fabric of the world itself.”
― Adalyn Grace, Wisteria

“This ignorant beast of a girl had consumed his every thought whether it be waking or dreaming, and he couldn't shake her no matter how hard he'd tried. Blythe was a sponge for the world and all its delights, and day by day Aris found himself craving her.

He wanted her. Her mind, her body, her time. He wanted her.”
― Adalyn Grace, Wisteria

“You're always so put together. So polished. I like seeing you undone." Blythe gasped as he took hold of her hips, pressing her against the shed.

"Good, Sweetbrier." His voice was a raw husk, the brogue of it thicker than she'd ever heard. I want to be undone by you.”
― Adalyn Grace, Wisteria