“I would lay down everything I posses, even my soul. If that isn't love, it's the best thing have.” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Stay with me tonight. Let me hold you even if that's all it is. Let me keep you safe. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“We still have a lot to talk about," I said. "Talk?" He shook his head, his eyes full of desire. Kiss ,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Every time you strip my sword, I owe you a kiss. How's that sound?" I bit my lip to keep from giggling.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“How about a ... deal?" His face was bent down, shadowed, and he looked up at me through his lashes. The effect… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I nibbled my lower lip. "If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you'd have a hard time… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You're mine, Angel," he murmured, brushing the words across my jawbone as I arched my neck higher, inviting him to kiss everywhere.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch leaned back against the booth and arched his eyebrows at me. The gesture said it all: Pay up. "You got lucky,"… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“You're staying here, Angel." "You're taking this one alone?" "First, Hank can't see us together. Second, I don't like the idea of… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I have a free couple of hours," I told him, walking toward my car, which was parked on the next block. "There's… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch tipped my chin up. "If I could make this go away, I would. If I could stand in your place, I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Hmm?' I looked away, flustered automatically using irritation to cover my discomfort up. 'What does 'hmm' have to do with anything? Could… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“We don't have to go back to my place, Angel. I can take you home, if that's what you want. Or, if… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I nibbled my lower lip. "If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you'd have a hard time resisting the… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?" "Thinking." "Thinking?" "A process by which I use my brain… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
Hang on, did you just call me Angel?” I asked. “If I did?” “I don’t like it.” He grinned. “It stays. Angel.” He leaned… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
You’re impinging on my private space,” I said, inching backward. Patch gave a barely-there smile. "Impinging? This isn’t the SAT, Nora. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
“I have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
Tacos." "Tacos?" I echoed. This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese." "I know what a taco is! — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
For the first time all day I felt safe. Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly stalking me.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
You smell good." "It's called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-" "Naked. I know the drill. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
Nora: I have questions. Patch: I should have known you've only been keeping me around for answers. Nora: Well, that and your kisses. Anyone… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
“I like having you around, Britt. That's the truth. I'm not leaving you. Even if you were a pain in the butt, I'd stay… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
Vee is my un-twin. She's green-eyed, milky blond, and a few pounds over curvy. I'm a smoky-eyed brunette with volumes of curly hair that… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share
