Fiza

“Lowering my chin, I sighed. What my Seth wanted, I wanted, but... daimons? I rubbed my hands on my bent knees and sighed again - louder, like a petulant child.
Aiden's back twisted as he turned his head. "What, Alex?"
"Nothing," I mumbled.
"There's something." He leaned back, tipping his head against the bar. "You have that tone."
I frowned at the wall. "What tone?"
"The 'I have something I want to say but I shouldn't' tone" A little bit of humor seeped into his voice. "I'm well familiar with it."
Well... damn.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Apollyon

“I understood books. I did not understand boys—especially alien boys.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Onyx

“I couldn't be dead. I hadn't even brushed my teeth, for crying out loud”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Deity

“Eat it," I ordered, holding it with two hands now, making it dance in the air. "It's begging you. 'Eat me'."
He arched a brow.
"Perv," I muttered.
Aiden pressed his lips together, but when he glanced at me and my dancing bun, he burst into laughter. "All right, give me the bun.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Apollyon