Amy

“Not all men are the same, you know. With someone such as Gavriel, I would suggest appearing aloof, not chasing too much. He might see that as suffocating rather than charming."
Her words are sharp, but her voice is sweet, like honey on the edge of a blade, and meant to be cutting. I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face and commending his soul to Mortain.”
― Robin LaFevers, Grave Mercy

“Mal,” I whispered into the night.
“What?”
“Thanks for finding me.”
I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming, but somewhere in the dark, I thought I heard him whisper, “Always.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone

“Tell you what," he said, noticing my stare. "I know you can't get a license, but I might be able to do something better."

"What?"

He smiled. "How would you like to come to school with me tomorrow and see a real, live locker?"

I'm pretty sure I squealed.”
― Kiersten White, Paranormalcy

“He smiles then, and even though it is well past midnight, its as if the sun has just come out.”
― R.L. LaFevers, Grave Mercy