Finn Quotes

“What if she's all I give you in this life of ours, my love?" she asked quietly.
"Then I'll shout at the goddess in fury," he said fiercely. "I'll beg to know why I've been given so much when other men have so little.”
― Melina Marchetta, Quintana of Charyn

“You made this?'
Finn looks at me. 'No, Saint Anthony brought it to me in the night. He was very put out I didn't give it to you right then.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races

“All I know is, he found out you left and he locked himself in the shed and barricaded the door. No one's seen him since," Doug said. "When I bolted, Sean and Evan were trying to boost Caleb up onto the roof so he could look through the skylight and make sure the kid wasn't dead or something.”
― Kate Brian, Megan Meade's Guide to the McGowan Boys

“Hello, sexy. I knew that you couldn't get through the night without me," Finn's smug, slightly sleepy voice filled my ear. "So why don't you tell me what you're wearing?"

I rolled my eyes. Apparently, my foster brother hadn't bothered to check his caller ID before he picked up the phone. I wondered if this was how he answered all his late night calls, or if he was actually expecting to hear from Bria. I really hoped it was the second one.

"What am I wearing? Well, right now it would be the blood of two giants, among other naughty unmentionables," I purred. "What does that do for you, sexy?"

Silence.

Then Finn cleared his throat. "Uh Gin? Did you dial my number by mistake? Shouldn't you be cooing these sweet, sweet nothings into Owen's ear instead of mine?”
― Jennifer Estep, By a Thread

“I looked at Bria. “How do you put up with him?”
Bria started to open her mouth, but Finn piped up instead.
“She puts up with me because I happen to be rich, handsome, charming, a witty conversationalist, and exceptionally talented in bed,” he smirked. “Flexible too.”
I groaned. “I did not need to hear those last two.”
― Jennifer Estep, By a Thread

“Finn, do you see the lias—whatever, the orange-haired girl?” Razo Gestured ahead. “Do you think she’s pretty?”
Finn glanced Dasha’s way, then returned his attention ot his horse. “She’s all right.”
“Really? Just all right?”
Finn shrugged.
Razo rolled his eyes. “What am I saying? He doesn’t think any girl is pretty but Enna.”
“Are there any girls but Enna?” Finn called back.
“There’d better be.”
― Shannon Hale, River Secrets

“Finn leaped from his horse to greet Enna, and she entwined herself into him, their arms around each other, their faces close. Thoug they did not kiss, Rin thought that the way they looked at each other was even more intimate.
'Let's get married,' Enna was saying with yearning in her voice. 'Please, let's get married right now.'
Finn put his face into her neck and whispered something that made her hum.”
― Shannon Hale, Forest Born

“He may not have said the words, but I know my son. I saw the way he looked at you."
"How?"
"Like he'd do murder for you.”
― Jessica Spotswood, Born Wicked

“Are you reading?" I say. It's not that I don't think Finn can read or anything, but it's just - well, not what I expected to see. I figured Finn spent his time doing whatever it is guys who aren't Josh do when they aren't in school. Burping, or something.
"Try not to look so surprised," Finn says. "I read. I can count to ten. Sometimes I can even spell my own name.”
― Elizabeth Scott, Something, Maybe

“I need to call Matt and let him know I'm okay," I said. Finn held the passenger door open while I got inside. As soon as he got in the driver's seat, I turned to him. "Well? Can I call him?"
"You really want to?" Finn asked as he started the car.
"Yes, of course I do! Why is that so suprising?”
― Amanda Hocking, Switched

“I'm saving your life!"
"You were ready to give in! I saved my own life. You are simply keeping me company on this leg of my escape.”
― Kiersten White, Illusions of Fate

“Wayne was one of the worst drivers Finn had ever met. The bus nearly sideswiped two cars, then veered left and scraped its wheels against the curb, before smashing back down the roadway.”
― Ridley Pearson, Disney After Dark

“I'm a big girl, Finn.”
― Ridley Pearson, Disney After Dark

“Finn whispered, "What has a head, thorax, and abdomen, but stands six feet tall?"
"A snowman?”
― Ridley Pearson Shell Game

“Okay, I guess you can come in."
"Um, Hannah, you have to, you know, open the front door so I can actually come in."
"I thought you were going to - you're standing under my window. Aren't you supposed to climb up here or something?"
"My ladder's at home. Also, you call throwing rocks at your window clichéd?”
― Elizabeth Scott, Something, Maybe

“How come you like Josh so much anyway? All he does is sit around drinking overpriced coffee and bitching about how awful things are"
"He cares about the world."
"If he cared about the world, he'd donate the ten thousand dollars he must spend on coffee every year to charity. That would be doing something.”
― Elizabeth Scott, Something, Maybe

“Any chance of getting something sweet to go with my coffee?” [Finn] asked in a hopeful voice.

I arched an eyebrow at him. “You mean all those pieces of strawberry pie that you ate for lunch weren't enough?”

“I’m a growing boy,” Finn said in a sincere tone. “I need my vitamins.”

Bria snorted. “The only thing that’s growing on you, Lane, is your ego.”

Finn sidled up to my sister and gave her a dazzling smile. “Well, other things of mine also tend to swell up in your presence, detective.”
― Jennifer Estep, Spider’s Revenge

“You have reached the always awesome, ever charming, and obscenely handsome Finnegan Lane,” he chirped in my ear. “How may I be of service to you today?”
― jennifer estep, Poison Promise

“Finn stepped forward immediately. "Used to be a stormtrooper, but now I'm rebel scum," he said, pressing a fist over his heart. "Until the end."
"My point," Poe said, turning back to Agoyo, "is that many of us have dubious beginnings, but it is how we end that counts."
"My father was Darth Vader," Leia said, pitching her voice so that it rang out clearly through the room, "Is there anyone who wants to question my loyalty to the Resistance?”
― Rebecca Roanhorse, Resistance Reborn

“Do you really think he was flirting with me?"
"Let's see. He gave you candy you hate - I saw your face - and a CD of songs..." He looks at the CD. "All of these are, like, twenty years old at least. Figures. Oh, and he groped your face. Sounds like true love to me.”
― Elizabeth Scott, Something, Maybe

“You’re a wild and disobedient girl with violence impulses who chafes at authority and your thin veneer of polished civility has all the transparency of a whore’s nightgown.”
― Nenia Campbell, Star Crossed

“Now, now, ladies, you two know the rules.” Finn rose, holding up his hands like a referee. “No fights outside of a Jell-O ring.”

I twirled my be-clawed fingers in front of her face, and eventually she backed off.

“So tell me what his story is.” Finn jerked his chin in Jackson’s direction. “He’s not one of us?”

After a final threatening look at Selena, I said, “I don’t think so. I haven’t seen him do anything superhuman.”

Selena flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Because you haven’t experienced him in the right situation, honey.” Her tone dripped with innuendo.

Was this the proof that I’d been waiting for? Or another lie? Maybe they had gotten together—at least on the night we’d stayed at her place. And possibly more often.

Though I did believe Jackson was interested in me again, I didn’t know how I could get past them. Between gritted teeth, I said, “Then tell us what card he is, Selena.”

She sighed. “My Jack of Hearts.”

Claws aching, I snapped, “Wrong—deck—hooker.”

Finn groaned. “This can’t be happening! So you’re both digging that Cajun dude? Both of you? Come on, pussycats, that’s just not right! Spread the wealth.”
― Kresley Cole, Poison Princess

“And that is a crime I would gladly commit every day for the rest of my days," he said "Punish me how you will. I love her.”
― Jillian Peery, TigerLily

“Aubriella, every star in that sky shines for you.”
― Lexi Ryan, These Hollow Vows

“Poe hesitated before he asked, "So the two of you aren't..."
Finn looked puzzled at first, but then his expression shifted to amusement. "No, nothing like that. Just friends."
"And Rose?"
"Oh." Finn shook his head no. "We talked about it, and Crait was... a moment. But that's it. Friends there, too."
Poe laughed. "I can't keep up with your 'just friends,' man.”
― Rebecca Roanhorse, Resistance Reborn

“-Snap?
-Shh, Poodle. I'm having a Johnny Castle, Dirty Dancing moment right now.
-Is this a good thing or a bad thing, he asks, bending to lick up my neck
-I carried a watermelon...
-How drunk are you?
-For the love of God, man. I am not drunk!”
― Christina Lauren, Dirty Rowdy Thing

“All I want is to be with you. To make you happy. I swear. And its killing me you won't allow me to do that”
― Katharine Corr, The Witch’s Blood

“The truth was, pain didn’t matter, not in here. It came, it went, it came again. That was all. Nothing he did changed that fact.
Ezra ~ Incubus Trial”
― Emma Jaye, Incubus Box Set

“Don't tell me you believe in ghosts, Finn.'

'Ghosts, not exactly. Traces, yeah. Sort of.'

'Traces?'

'Here's my theory. Everything is energy. We all leave something behind. Now, there's folk who'll swear on their granny's last breath that they've seen a ghost. And I reckon some of them have. Or rather, they've seen traces of a past energy.'
...
Finn was talking with his hands now, trying to make some sense. 'We think that time moves forward, in a linear fashion. Yeah? But sometimes you get deja vu, or there's some mad coincidence that you can't explain. I think time doesn't move in a linear fashion, but in a spiral, and sometimes there's echoes from the past. And a ghost is just an echo of someone.”
― C.J. Cooke, The Lighthouse Witches

“Finn is never coming home again.

With that thought, all the never-agains come crashing down on me, and I'm frozen in place, standing on the grass he'll never complain about mowing. He'll never kick another soccer ball or play a new video game. Finn will never tell me another story or joke. He'll never study for another test, eat another burger, roll his eyes at me, or watch that new superhero movie we were looking forward to in December.

It's all done.

Finn's story is over.

His whole life.

That was it.

Not even nineteen years, and he'll never, ever do anything else ever again. Finn won't go off to college or celebrate his birthday. He won't get another haircut or get the oil changed in his car. He won't bite a hangnail on his thumb or buy another CD. Finn Smith has done everything he will ever do.

He won't get to be with Autumn.”
― Laura Nowlin, If Only I Had Told Her