Jess

“Beck finished his call. Once he was paying attention again, she pointed downward with the pipe. Peering over the edge of the building, he blinked at the sight, then grinned.
“Good job. Remind me not to piss ya off. Ya might think of usin' that on me sometime.”
“So tempting,” she said. Except I'd aim for your knees. Your head's too hard.”
― Jana Oliver, Forgiven

“And what about us? Do you want a vampire boyfriend?" He laughed bitterly. "Because I forsee many romantic picnics in our future. You, drinking a virgin piña colada. Me, drinking the blood of a virgin.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Ashes

“I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else - someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Glass

“The guy behind the counter had been seriously adorable. Model-level cute. She had mentioned that, and Allan, her then boyfriend, hadn't taken it well.

That's when she'd learned that male egos and fruit had a lot in common: Both bruised easily.”
― Jana Oliver, Forsaken