TESSAAAA

“And you're worried, not because you're headed to meet a houseful of vampires, but because you think those vampires won't approve of you, correct?”
“That's right,” I answered immediately, hiding my surprise at his casual use of the word.
He shook his head. “You're incredible.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Twilight

“I was a little angry.'

Casteel arched a brow as he glanced at me. 'A little?'

I narrowed my eyes. 'Okay, I was very angry.'

'I didn't know that,' Alastir said from behind the rim of his cup.

'Obviously, Casteel takes after his father when it comes to women with sharp objects,' Jasper commented with a snort. 'I feel like I'm missing some vital information that Delano conveniently left out when he met me halfway.'

I frowned, but at least I knew where Delano had been.

'You stabbed Casteel?' Jasper repeated. 'In the heart? With bloodstone? And you thought it would kill him?'

'In my defence, I felt bad afterward.'

'She did cry,' Casteel remarked.

I was going to stab him again.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire

“I want you, Elsie. All the time. I think of you. All. The. Fucking. Time. I’m distracted. I’m shit at work. And my first instinct, the very first time I saw you, was to run away. Because I knew that if we’d start doing this, we would never stop. And that’s exactly how it is. There is no universe in which I’m going to let you go. I want to be with you, on you, every second of every day. I think – I dream of crazy things. I want you to marry me tomorrow so you can go on my health insurance. I want to lock you in my room for a couple of weeks. I want to buy groceries based on what you like. I want to play it cool, like I’m attracted to you and not obsessed out of my mind, but that’s not where I’m at. Not at all. And I need you to keep us in check. I need you to pace us, because wherever it is that we’re going… I’m here. I’m already right here.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“What do you feel for me?”
Nyktos was silent and then tipped his head back to look at me. Eather pulsed intensely behind his pupils. “I feel too many things. Curiosity and excitement that remind me of what I think yearning must feel like. Need. Want,” he said roughly, his voice low. “Amusement at times. Sometimes, even anger. But always awe. I am always in awe of you. I could keep going, but most of all, what I feel is the closest thing to peace I’ve ever experienced.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Light in the Flame