Dystopia Quote by Georgia Clark

“His fingertips felt like whispers, telling my skin secrets.”

— Karina Halle

“Sometimes I touch the things you used to touch, looking for echoes of your fingers.”

— Iain Thomas

“The warmth of his mouth bloomed across my hand, and his nails skimmed across the inside of my wrist. Such great sensation from so…

— Saundra Mitchell

“His hands massaged my back as I looked into his eyes. His eyes were the strangest color of grey. They were almost a translucent…

— Scott Hildreth

“I feel it in his touch, when he gazes at me with those crystal blue eyes, and the way his smile lights up every…

— Ker Dukey

“His voice, dark and velvety soft, intimate and yet cold: You have blood on your hands.”

— Jackie Morse Kessler

“Her fingers brushed his palm as she took the piece of metal, warm from his touch, and something surprisingly like a burst of want…

— Misty Simon

“He reaches for my hand, rubbing my fingers. That small gesture is enough to make my heart melt all over again. Sometimes it’s the…

— Ruby Dixon

“I want to feel the creases in his skin, connect his freckles with invisible lines, brush my fingers across the inside of his wrists.”

— Stephanie Perkins

“He kept his eyes on mine, his gaze unblinking, and I stared right back into the blue. He moved almost imperceptibly and in the…

— Sarah Alderson

“And, suddenly, I want to touch him. Not a push, or a shove, or even a friendly hug. I want to feel the creases…

— Stephanie Perkins

“He pries me from his chest and drops his hand from the back of my head, tracing my ear, along my jawline. He snatches…

— Rebecca Berto