Hush hush Quote by Becca Fitzpatrick Download Open image ““Nora & Patch: N:Is everything a joke to you? P:Not everything. N:Like what? P:You.”” — Becca Fitzpatrick ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.6 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Hush hush
“HUSH,HUSH IS ♥! PATCH! I HATE YOU WHEN YOU'RE LIKE THAT *giggle* :)) NORA IS SUCH A CLEVER LADY ♥” — Becca fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“You’re everything to me, Nora. Every bloody thing. I never knew happiness like it until I met you.” — Samantha Young Copy Share Image
I'm not the distraction in the room.' 'Oh? And what might be?' -Nora & Patch (PG 242) — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
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Patch: “Let’s get out of here.” – Nora: “Where are we going?” – Patch: “You’ll see. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Is everything a joke to you?” I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. “Not everything.” “Like what?” “You. — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
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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
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
“Step one: Invade your opponet's mind. This is just like using mind-speak. Try it on me." "That's easy," I said, casting my mental nets… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Patch's eyes grazed me with silent heat. My reflection swirled in them, red hair and lips aflame. I was connected to him by a… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Hush, hush! Good People! and good night!" said Gandalf, who came last. "Valleys have ears, and some elves have over marry tongues. Good night!” — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
Before I forget, here's your homework. Where do you want me to put it?" She pointed at the trash can. "Right there would be… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
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“If you haven't guessed it already," I said, something fervent and resonating slipping into my tone, "I need you, too." "Is that a yes?"… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“But strength doesn’t always mean brute force. You don’t have to kick ass to be a fighter. Violence doesn’t equal strength.” — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“Duc?' The boy leaned against a twisted willow tree. 'Or bastard?” — 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 heart. I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image