Nicole

“I pick up the phone and jab the answer button.
“Listen, dancing queen, I’m drunk, horny, and in no mood to hear about pretty men who aren’t going to fuck me. So for the love of my poor neglected vagina, order yourself another Cosmo and please fuck off.”
There’s a pause and an uncertain cough. “I’m more than happy to fuck off, but if it makes a different, I wasn’t going to talk about dicks. I’m far more interested to hear more about your poor neglected vagina. How’s she been? We haven’t had a face-to-face in a while.”
― Leisa Rayven, Bad Romeo

“I’ve been nothing but an asshole to you since the first day we met.”
“I know.”
He rests his forehead against mine as his hands move across my back. “I’ve pushed you away, time and again. Yet you still want me to kiss you?”
“Yes. A lot.”
He grazes his hands over my ribs, and his voice is soft and breathless when he says, “Don’t you see how fucked up this is? How bad I’d be for you?”
“I know,” I say, unable to stop looking at his mouth, “but do you want it? Do you want…me?”
Just say it. Please.
He swallows again, and whispers, “Fuck, yes.”
― Leisa Rayven, Bad Romeo

“His eyes were green.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

“I've never felt so... light.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire