Raffryn Quotes

“Let go," I say into his ear.

Raffe holds me tighter like there’s no room for discussion.”
― Susan Ee, World After

“I have better things to do.”
“Like what?”
He opens one eye and looks at me. “Like convince a stubborn girl to admit she’s madly in love with me.”
― Susan Ee, End of Days

“He is the one pocket of warmth in a sea of ice. Being in his arms feels like the home I never had.”
― Susan Ee, World After

“My only thought is that I am not going to end up truly dead this time in Raffe’s arms. I am not going to be one more wound on his soul.”
― Susan Ee, World After

“Raffe must be thinking something similar because he tightens his grip around my waist as if to say, “not this one”
― susan ee, World After

“All I feel is the kiss. All I am is Raffe’s girl.”
― Susan Ee, End of Days

“I snuggle closer to him in my sleep and my whimpering subsides to a contented sigh. It almost hurts to see Raffe closing his eyes and holding me the way a kid might hold a stuffed animal for comfort. I reach out my phantom hand to stroke his face. But of course, I can’t feel him. I can only feel what the sword remembers. I run my hand along the lines of his neck and the muscles of his shoulder, anyway. Imagining the smooth warmth of him. Remembering the feeling of being held in his arms.”
― Susan Ee, World After

“Who knew?’ he says. ‘I had no idea that someone could be such a thorn in your foot during a death march and still be irresistibly attractive in some magical, undeniable way.’

‘So is that what people call sweet nothings? Because somehow, I expected it to be a little more . . . complimentary.’

‘Don’t you know a heartfelt declaration of love when you hear one?’

I blink dumbly at him with my heart pounding.

He caresses a lock of my hair out of my face. ‘Look, I know that we’re from different worlds and different people. But I’ve realized that it doesn’t matter.’

‘You don’t care about the angelic rules anymore?’

‘My Watchers have helped me realize that angelic rules are for angels. Without our wings, we can never be fully accepted back into the fold. There will always be talk of taking a newly Fallen’s wings and transplanting them onto us. Angels are perfect. Even with transplanted wings, we’ll never again be perfect. You accept me just the way I am, regardless of whether or not I even have wings. Even when I had my demon wings, you’ve never looked at me with pity. You’ve never wavered in your loyalty. That’s who you are – my brave, loyal, lovable Daughter of Man.”
― Susan Ee, End of Days

“What would it be like to have Raffe's hand caress my nipple?”
― Susan Ee, End of Days