Melissa de la Cruz Quotes

Listen, Legs, I'm going to die anyway. I'm human. And I don't know about you, but I don't believe in visions of the future. I believe we choose our own destiny. You didn't give me a choice last time....

And at last, the lonely young man who belonged to no one finally belonged to someone, forever, and the practical girl who would not settle for less than a love story for the ages found the lifelong ro...

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Melissa de la Cruz (born September 7, 1971) is a Filipina-American writer known for young adult fiction. Her young-adult series include Au Pairs, the Blue Bloods, and The Beauchamp Family.

I know you. I know this isn't you. And even if it is, I still love you. As much as I always have. You will always be mine. I will always love you, I promised you that when you left, and it's true now.

Maybe weakness is a strength of a kind.

You are healed. Allegra nodded. You are no longer a Silver Blood. She paused. But you are no longer a vampire either.Bliss started. No longer a vampire-but what did that mean? Did it mean she was just...

Kingsley nodded. 'Of course. Sophia always did say wisdom had to be earned.

No one's happy here, you know that. But I am content, and maybe that's enough for me.

Harry’s tub

Sometimes she was even sure that she had ever really existed.

I'm proud of you, Bliss, he said.Michael's sword released the souls that were trapped in your blood. You freed them. You freed me.But now I'm never going to see you again, am I? she asked.Dylan smiled...

Inside the church, the bondsmaids were walking slowly down the aisle,with the little petal girls. Trinity turned to give Mimi her last words ofmotherly advice: 'Walk straight. Don't slouch. And for he...

They were friends. That's all she ever seemed to have. Friends. She had enough of them.

She was a stranger in her own life, a tourist in her own body.

Trust me to return to you.I will wait forever.however long it takes.

And at last, the lonely young man who belonged to no one finally belonged to someone, forever, and the practical girl who would not settle for less then a love story for the ages found the life long r...

Don’t touch me. Don’t tell me how beautiful my eyes are, how soft my hair is, how you love to hear my voice. Don’t. Don’t pretend you are falling in love with me. I know you are lying, and every word...

We’re the villains you root for in the story.

You look beautiful and tragic, just the way a heroine should on the eve of battle. Like Joan of Arc in her silver armor.

When she reached the shallow end, Kingsley held out his hand and pulled her up, but she lost her step and fell into his arms, her body crushing momentarily against his.

Kingsley did the same, except he also removed his T-shirt, showing off his broad chest, tan and smooth. When had Kingsley had time to work on his tan? Mimi wondered.