“She couldn’t help it – she flinched. One of them had clearly misunderstood whatever was between them. Apparently, it had been her. Etta charged away from him down the sidewalk. He caught up to her in three long strides and took her arm in his hand, forcing her to stop. She couldn’t bring herself to look up; she only waited for Nicholas to speak.”

“I forget myself with you. I forget the rules. I forget every other living soul in this would. Do you understand?”

“I don’t care about the rules or anyone else. People are awful – they’re idiots – and if they try to hurt you, I won’t need the revolver. I care about you and all I ask is that you try not to make me feel like an idiot for it. You’re supposed to . . . you’re my partner.”

“Fran,” dad says lifting his eyes from the map as he nonchalantly drops the A-bomb on me. “It’s extra-terrestrial.” “Wait… what?” I can’t believe what I just heard. “You mean aliens, right?” My breath seizes. “From another world?”FUNNY, ADDICTIVE DRAMA “Dancing on My Own.”

“It was unlike anything Maaya had ever expected, and yet still so much like what she always dismissed as stories. There was no way real life could ever match the pages in her books; that was what she used to think. It was all artistry, all made up by wordsmiths who took a dull concept and turned into poetry, the hopeless ones lost in the throes of young love who though every first kiss was a sign of forever. There was no way a simple touching of lips could mean that much.”

“His short hair is damp and a few strands are plastered to his forehead. His eyes are bluer than blue when he assesses me coolly. “Ready for me?”DEAR GOD YES.”

“I’d have provided her with diagrams and flow charts. But, Sam ruined that day she told the school we weren’t dating. Sharks prowl in the water now, and I’ll be damned if I step aside now and let Logan woo her with coffee and cheap teddy bears. It’s time to break out the big guns: Signor Armani.”

“My heart is pounding so crazy fast, I can barely breathe. I feel faint.And Just as I think he’s going for my lips. I brace myself for a hot, wet, romantickiss. He leans in and presses his lips to my forehead. “Ready to go?” he asks.”

“He knew what he wanted. He wanted Jess safe, and he wanted her back in his arms.”

“She stepped on the trashcan’s foot pedal and tossed her dress and shoes in the garbage. The warrior in her shouted as if she’d done something amazing…until she remembered how much the shoes had cost.She’d thought of setting them on fire in the bathtub, but it seemed a bit over the top, and even she wasn’t that dramatic. The trashcan would do. She’d move forward smarter, stronger, and happy to have cut the dead weight from her life. Small Town Hero, Kim Koby”

“Once they have been to bed together, they will have to find something else to conceal the enormous absurdity of their existence.”

“The woman who started as a pawn in this game, to be used, ignored, or discarded as needed, had somehow become the all-powerful queen.”

“It’s this thing I have. I’m sorry if it scared you. I feel other people’s feelings. I imagine crumbling insides and splitting hearts, goodbyes that hang in the air before they break into tiny pieces. I hear words that aren’t said, the echoes of lonely hallways and hollow footsteps. I hear sobs that soak pillowcases when all the lights are out and the world is sleeping. I carry this inside of me, all of it. I knew you paced the floor at night, trying to walk over all the things you didn’t want me to know. But I felt every wound you ever endured when I rested against you. I felt the ache that I have, deep inside of me, on your lips. Every time we kissed, I tasted a lifetime of tangled paths and bumpy roads woven with joined hands. Love isn’t blind, you see. I felt everything you were and could be, if only you stopped hiding in the same darkness you sheltered me from. I knew who you could become if someone loved you just right.I’m sorry if that scared you.Just in case you were wondering, I still love you and I’ll keep the lights dim.Come home.”

“This is nothing,’ cried she; ‘I was only going to say that heaven did not seem to be my home; and I broke my heart with weeping to come back to earth; and the angels were so angry that they flung me out, into the middle of the heath on the top of Wuthering Heights; where I woke sobbing for joy. That will do to explain my secret, as well as the other. I’ve no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven; and if the wicked man in there, had not brought Heathcliff so low I shouldn’t have thought of it. It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff, now; so he shall never know how I love him; and that, not because he’s handsome, Nelly, but because he’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton’s is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.”

“Everything about Derek Daley is delicious. He makes taking out the garbage look delicious. I’m not even kidding. I saw him do it.” She fanned herself. “His muscles bunched. It was very erotic. Practically porn.”