...five minutes from now, when everything else had dropped away and I realized the full impact of what I’d done, I’d feel… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
If you can't feel, why did you kiss me?" Patch traced a finger along my collarbone, then headed south stopping at my… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Patch reached for my hand and pushed my dad's ring off the tip of his finger and into my palm, curling my… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
If you can't feel then why did you kiss me? Because I can feel it here, in my heart. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Are you crazy?" I said. "Crazy about you." "Patch!" "Don't worry, we've got time." "How do you know?" He staggered back a… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
There's a disconnect between my mind and my heart, but I feel the truth. They say when people lose their vision, their… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Heat flushed Chauncey's neck; it took all his energy to curl his hands into two weak fists. He laughed at himself, but… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
His words filled my heart to the brim. I loved him in a way I’d never be able to express in words.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I couldn't escape him, now or ever. He'd always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Normal and I parted ways when Patch strolled into my life. Patch has seven inches on me, operates on cold, hard logic,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
This isn't over," I said. "After everything we've been through, you don't get the right to brush me off. I'm not letting… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I swear to you, Patch, to take your love and cherish it. And in return, to give you my body and my… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Deep, dark unearthly black. I hadn't told anyone yet, but the color kept streaking across my mind at the oddest moments. When… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Why did everyone think I needed a new boyfriend? I didn't need a new boyfriend. I'd had enough of boyfriends to last… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
He's got the whole bad-boy-in-need-of-redemption thing going on, but the catch is, most bad boys don't want redemption. They like being bad.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
His black eyes sliced into me, and the corners of his mouth tilted up. My heart fumbled a bit and in that… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“I have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Tacos." "Tacos?" I echoed. This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese." "I know what a taco is! — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
That woman." Vee hissed, "I'm making the sign of the cross right now. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
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 Image
You smell good." "It's called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-" "Naked. I know the drill. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
