Vanessa

“Trace," I licked my lips and sighed, "To me. You're everything. I'd protect you until my dying day because I can't imagine living in a world where your smile didn't exist.”
― Rachel Van Dyken, Evoke

“How did you know?" She asked.

"About cookies?" I frowned, thankful for the subject change.

She nodded. I could lie. But it was Christmas and my sister did say to be nice.

So, even though, I knew I'd regret it later, I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Day one, the first day you were here, you snuck cookies into your room. Day two, you did the same thing." I hesitated. "Whose stash do you think you keep stealing, hmmm little thief?"

- Dante and Ella, A Very Mafia Christmas”
― Rachel Van Dyken

“Come out of hiding and i'll give you a prize." His voice was so damn taunting I wanted to punch his teeth out.

"Found one in my Cracker Jack box this morning." I shrugged. "Bad ass little yo-yo that doesn't talk shit. So, sorry, but I think i'll pass.”
― Rachel Van Dyken, Bang Bang

“I'm violently in love with you. I bleed for you." His voice caught. "Before you I was lost. Before you life was gray."

"And now?"

"Color." He gripped my chin, "Brown eyes, chocolate hair, smile like sunshine." His lips met mine for a soft kiss, "You're the one sacrificing when you're with me. You have to understand that when I look at us, it's like this."

"Like what?" I looked around the bedroom. "What do you mean?"

"This." He motioned between us. "You're always on higher ground, you're the savior, pulling me out of the dark abyss. You're the lifeline.”
― Rachel Van Dyken, Evoke