As in, I wouldn't know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Humans are venerable because they are capable of getting hurt.” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I loved you long before you loved me. It's the only thing I have you beat at, and I'll bring it up… — Becca Fitzpatrick Chance Copy Share Image
But if the choice I have to make comes down to you or me, I choose you. I always have. All my… — Becca Fitzpatrick Choice Copy Share Image
Are you defending Marcie?” He shook his head. “I don’t need to. She handled herself. You, on the other hand…” I pointed… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Nope. That's my line. This is my boyfriend's house, which makes that my line, exclusively. Where is he?” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Do you want to possess my body?" I want to do a lot of things to your body, but that’s not one… — 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. — Becca Fitzpatrick Angel Copy Share Image
You killed my Dad." Any trace of kindness or sympathy vanished from Rixon's eyes. "Well this is awkward. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Nope. That´s my line. This is my boyfriend´s house, which makes that my line,exclusively.Where is he?" Nora (p. 287) — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I'm touched, Rixon. A bomb. How elaborate. Why didn't you keep things simple and just march inside my bedroom one night and… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Quit calling me Grey. It makes me sound like I’m a boy. Like Dorian Gray.” “Dorian who?” I sighed. “Just think up… — Becca Fitzpatrick Boys Copy Share Image
I trailed off.Patch leaned lazily against the counter. Dark hair flipped out from under his ball cap. A smile tugged at his… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Writing can be a very solitary profession, and when deadlines are looming, it's tempting to glue myself to my desk, but I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
After a long day, my favorite way to unwind is by going running. Not exactly the most relaxing activity, granted, but I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I don't have a car." His eyes sliced into mine. "I walked here," I explained. "I'm on foot." "Angel," he said in… — Becca Fitzpatrick Angel 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
“Coach McConaughy grabbed the whistle swinging from a chain around his neck and blew it. “Seats, team!” Coach considered teaching tenthgrade biology… — Becca Fitzpatrick Basketball coach Copy Share Image
But instead of taking the cue to leave, Patch crossed to Scott in three steps. He flung him around to face the… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“He bowed is head into my throat, groaning softly. "I loved you long before you loved me. It's the only thing I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
You’re a guardian angel now.”… I’m your guardian angel,” he said. “I get my very own guardian angel? What, exactly, is your… — Becca Fitzpatrick Angel Copy Share Image
“I like having you around, Britt. That's the truth. I'm not leaving you. Even if you were a pain in the butt,… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I am going to a conference tomorrow," she said. "In Portland. Dr. Melissa Sanchez will speak. She says you think your way… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Just then Patch ambled through the front door. I did a double take to make it was really him. I hadn't expected… — becca Fitzpatrick Black face Copy Share Image
“I watched him pitch the ball at a table neatly lined with six bowling pins, my stomach giving a little flutter when… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Duc?' The boy leaned against a twisted willow tree. 'Or bastard?” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Stop crying. You're giving archangels everywhere a bad name.” — Becca Fitzpatrick Archangels Copy Share Image
The subject’s pulse increased on contact,” he said. “Don’t write that. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
