I’m sorry I’m slow. He brushes my hair over my shoulder. You’re not slow. I raise an eyebrow. I’m serious. When he sees I’m unconvinced, he rubs at his stubble and starts again. I don’t want you to gi...
I’m still not good enough for a girl like her, but she’s back in my life and she needs someone to protect her. I’ll fill the role and absorb as much of her light as I can before she leaves me behind i...
Though she wouldn’t admit it, I think she also wanted another few minutes to rock Alexander.
The worst type of crying wasn’t the kind everyone could see—the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was...
Jocks usually aren't smart. Their muscles feast on their brains.
Just like she’d said, she’d gone back to her life and, in theory, I’d gone back to mine. Problem? I didn’t like mine, not without her. - Noah
Last night meant as much to me as it did to her and she painted it, capturing it in a way unique to Echo. […] Up close all those colors would look like chaos, but when viewed as a whole it creates thi...
Last night, the two of us said too much, felt too much, and I had somehow convinced myself that the moment we shared would remain that–a moment. But it didn't; the emotions between us linger and I don...
Leaving her would be like tearing off my own arm. I've never been in love before. I thought I had been, but I wasn't. This overwhelming, encompassing feeling is love. It's not perfect and it's messy a...
Less than a year and a half ago, the guy was crawling around in the muck in some foreign country as an Army Ranger. Even though he was recruited by the army for his mad computer skills, it was a bulle...
Pigpen and Dust have already told me, multiple times, that lots of brothers are ready and willing to buy me as many beers as I can drink tonight, tomorrow night, forever.
Liar, she spat. Because the only way anyone will ever be okay with me is if they love me. Really love me enought to not care that I'm damaged. You don't love people. You have sex with them. So how cou...
Where's your sister? Chevy asks like he doesn't care about the answer, but unfortunately, he does.
Like you know anything about living. You never take a risk!I’m here, aren’t I?But not fully engaged. When the hell are you going to step outside of yourself and experience what’s going on around you?...
Lila sat in the passenger seat and I sat in the driver’s side of Aires’ 1965 Corvette. She’d come home with me to act as my barrier for Family Friday—or as I liked to refer to it, Dinner for the Damne...
Losing someone you love, it'd be similar to losing your home.
You 're my world, so i'd say that evens things out.
This doesn’t mean anything, Haley whispers as she reaches up and pulls at the Velcro of my glove.Yes, it does. I bring my arms to my sides and the instant the gloves fall to the floor, my hands latch...
Maybe I’d died two years ago and unknowingly entered hell. Doomed to spend the rest of eternity living with my father and stepmother and retaking the ACT over and over again.
Maybe this is what happens when you fall in love. On the outside a lighter is nothing amazing, but it holds all the ingredients that can create something wonderful. With a few pushes in the right dire...
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