Quote by Cherrie Lynn Download Open image ““solid and dense as his own, a nose ring and angelbites.”” — Cherrie Lynn ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.6 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“What started out as wishful thinking, angel given signs from above, was now just an imprisoned lot of dirty, broken pieces that used to… — Elizabeth Lee Copy Share Image
“He was fiercely beautiful in the way some young males are, as if their whole being were being lived through their eyes, and their… — Eloisa James Copy Share Image
“Some things about him are the same as ever. He still looks painfully angelic.” — Sonya Hartnett Copy Share Image
“He was tall, and straight, with a lot of very thick, wild, white hair. In his grim brown face the nose curved fiercely, like… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
“His lips were parted, lids heavy. This moment might not be about him and me, about two bodies unified in pleasure or anything profound,… — Cara McKenna Copy Share Image
“We must admit that he had eyes like drenched violets, so large that the water seemed to have brimmed in them and widened them;… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“His eyes searched mine intently, and for a moment we stood there toe to toe. “The ones who throw their beauty around, waste what… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“He had an angel's face, but his eyes were so hypnotically tarnished, a mirror of my own pain in their depths.” — R.K. Lilley Copy Share Image
“And always, in my pocket, in my skin, in the back of my mind, the hollowness where he used to be. The empty circle… — Leah Raeder Copy Share Image
“She had no doubt her safe little world was about to be well and thoroughly rocked, and who knew if it would even be… — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“Gorgeous,” he murmured. She chuckled. “Think you’l say that in five months or so? When I waddle like a duck and you have to… — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“But I’d rather look back and regret something I did when I was young and crazy, than look back and regret something I never… — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“He was so fucked, careening madly down the path to getting his heart splattered all over hell. And grinning like a buffoon the entire… — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“Head throbbing, check. Stomach not quite right, check. Truthfully, she felt like crap. Somehow still horny crap...” — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“I’ll do whatever you want me to do. I’ll stay. I’ll move. We’ll work it out. I just want to be with you. If… — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“Her mind was blank and her heart and body ruled. And those? They were his property.” — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“Big enough that I should tie a bow around it and attach a little card that says ‘To: Macy. You’re welcome. Love, Seth.” — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“If I could give you anything, what would you ask me for?” “I…don’t…” “You know. Look at me. What would you ask me for?”… — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“I’m not that bad.” Macy lifted her head and searched Candace’s face. “Am I?” “I’m not one to give an objective opinion. I’ve known… — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“Death growls mostly bore me. Who wants to hear the Cookie Monster? Sing your fucking lyrics. Put some emotion behind it.” And Ghost’s usual… — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
“I’m hitting the sack” “Are you twenty-nine or sixty-nine?” The devilish dimples appeared. “Twenty-nine with a sixty-nine waiting at home” — Cherrie Lynn Copy Share Image
