Ivey Byrd

“You're perfect," He said roughly, cutting off my protest. "And if I had to do it over again, I would save you every time." His mouth closed over mine and there was no more thought. No more worry. No more pain or loss or fear. There was only Damian. His arm tightened around me, crushing me to him. I clung to him as his lips moved on mine with a need and hunger that nearly overwhelmed me.”
― Sara B. Larson, Defy

“Sometimes it seemed like those with the most rotten interiors were blessed with the most exquisite exteriors.”
― Sara B. Larson, Defy

“I run. I kick. I punch. I listen. I write. I give.
I live.
Stars above, I live.”
― Heather Lyons, The Deep End of the Sea

“He blows out a breath, takes a step toward me. The hallway is so narrow that I’m pinned between the wall and his body, heat rolling off him in waves. “Yeah,” he says, voice low. “I feel things.” His green eyes burn. It’s the most emotion I’ve seen from him so far, and I have trouble taking a full breath, my lungs compressed with tension. “That’s the whole point, Ivy. I want you to feel them, too.”
― Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy