81 Quotes About Ya Romance

Do you think we can be friends?” I asked. He stared up at the ceiling. “Probably not, but we can pretend. Priya Ardis

Vane grabbed me. “DuLac, let’s chat.” British-speak for “Stand still while I yell at you. Priya Ardis

I noticed him right away. No, it wasn’t his lean, rugged face. Or the dark waves of shiny hair that hung just a little too long on his forehead. It wasn’t the slim, collarless biker jacket he wore, hugging his lean shoulders. It was the way he stood. The confident way he waited in the cafeteria line to get a slice of pizza. He didn’t saunter. He didn’t amble. He stood at the center, and let the other people buzz around him. His stance was straight and sure. . Priya Ardis

Vane grabbed me. “DuLac, let’s ch Priya Ardis

Maybe she knew some day it would become my job. My job to complete the melody she had begun. Tessa Emily Hall

Why did you wear heels? How are you supposed to fight a gargoyle in what you're wearing? Priya Ardis

Well, can you tell her that?" He looked down at his feet. "I will. I will." Guy-speak for, "I plan to keep avoiding her until she gives up. Priya Ardis

If I were to lock you up in a dungeon, I guarantee you would not be bored. Priya Ardis

You'll get fired if anyone finds out about us! "" So many rules in this century, " Vane muttered. Priya Ardis

Plus, I happened to be a history nerd. Why else would I be interested in a guy born in the year 519? Priya Ardis

The last declaration he'd made to me hung between us. The L word. The one that had nothing to do with like. Priya Ardis

The combination of razor-sharp wit (completely real) and his credentials (completely fake) had won them over in the end. Priya Ardis

I wanted her to notice me, to pay attention to me. It was an irrational desire, one I‘d never experienced before. P.I. Alltraine

Without thinking, I step a little closer, reaching out slowly to slide a fingertip over the largest petal of the lily tattoo on her lower back. Instantly a vibration moves up my arm, and I swear the mark on my hand burns against my skin. I clench my fingers into a fist, but I don’t step away.“ Did you feel that?” she asks. I shake my head. “I don’t know.” I feel so much, always so much. She takes my hand and brings it to her side again, resting it on the violets. I look at thepurple flowers between my fingers and feel the heat of her skin, the way it slides beneath my palm, soft as silk. And that vibration moves through my arm again. Her breath quickens. I find myself moving closer as her blue eyes go wide with wonder. My heart stutters and my chest aches with some unknown need.“ Are you doing this?” I ask. Is she making me want this?“ No, ” she breathes. The smell of her turns to spice, sharp and warm, and I know I’m sensing her now, even through the block in the house. We stand like that for an eternity, still as statues on the outside, but inside I’m running, running toward a place I’ve never been. I should be terrified. But all I feel is strength. Rightness.And then Kara moves, her hands skimming up my chest, testing the boundaries. Her palms slide to my shoulders, her fingers tracing the line of the muscles in my arms, down to my waist. She grips my shirt, stretching it a little, waiting for me to tell her to stop. But I watch her lift it, let her pull it up, raising my arms, and I even take the last of it off myself, dropping it to the floor. We breathe, staring at each other. The vibrations move between us. My left arm buzzes with them. I think she’s doing it. Whatever’s happening, it’s her. I reach up and brush my marked knuckles across her cheek, amazed at the feel of her, the way her eyes seem to see everything, the way she pulls me into her. I can’t seem to remember why I shouldn’t kiss her. And kiss her. And. I kiss her, taking her face in both hands, skimming my thumb over her jaw as she leans into the touch, reaching out to curl her fingers around the back of my neck. I have to remind myself to breathe. I need more of her. The emotions roll over me in a rush, a tangle of sensation and movement, heat and sugar and heady aromas. I grip her tighter. Her nails dig into my shoulders. My hands slide down her spine. The kiss deepens, goes on forever, until I can barely see sense. I explore her shape, the feel of her ribs, the textures and taste of her skin on my tongue as I kiss her neck, her shoulders, her chest. As I draw trembling gasps from her lips, she grips me so hard it hurts. Our bodies mesh. Our breath mingles in frenzied desperation. Nothing else exists except her. Her warmth. Her spice. Her. Rachel A. Marks

She died without us by her side, and now, we are left with the scars. In time, they may fade, but for now, they're still hauntingly there reminding us of the loss and pain.- Unlikely Love (coming soon) Sophie Palmer

You can't make a fan of everyone. Stay true to your story, characters, music, art or whatever it is you do and fuck everyone else who doesn't like it. Life isn't perfect. Ann Marie Frohoff

That's the thing about trust. It's like broken glass. You can put it back together, but the cracks are always visible--like scars that never fully heal. Hope Collier

His shrill cries flood the forest like light engulfing a silhouette. Nelou Keramati

This thought, this truth, it highlighted the distance between us. We lived in different timeframes. A reminder that, even right now, we didn't share the same moments. We could never truly be together. P.I. Alltraine

Yeah, I’ll believe that the day you give up your lip balm.” I gasped. “Never. Without it my lips feel naked and alone.” (Charity Rising) DeAnna Kinney

As soon as he stood in front of her, she folded her arms and looked cross. " You don't have any gardening skills. You turned down a prestigious job to weed the garden? " I will be rewarded richly in treasures untold." She raised a brow. " I've heard dragon-shifters pay a lot of money to merchants and the like. " Aaagh, but you are also a dragon-shifter of a sort. Yes, but I am a gardener, which means I don't go on high-risk missions to earn my gold. Terry Spear

Will you return to your home if Prince Grotto's reign is ended?" " Yes. It is home." " Will you take me back as your gardener? Terry Spear

Ena, " Brett said. " Lady Ena, Ryker corrected from the doorway. Brett smiled. He couldn't imagine her wanted to be called anything but Ena, but he would call her anything that pleased her. The sharp look she gave her butler made Brett think calling her Lady Ena was out. Ryker, being his usual unflappable self, just looked at her as if he was in charge and she would go by her new title or else. Terry Spear

Great! I hope different police officers are here this time." "Might be, but we're in the same police jurisdiction. I'm certain from the last time you were here, they probably have a record about you. What was it you said? You were playing some game re-enactment the last time you were injured?" " Yes. How did your brother come up the idea of a paint-ball game? That's a good one." " He's played them here before. He would like to bring the game back to our world, but we fight for real. Terry Spear

He can surround a sword with flames." Freya sounded proud of him. That irritated Ena. He was her prisoner and only she had the right to feel proud of him as far as she was concerned. Terry Spear

Teach him something useful, will you?" Elorian shook his head. "It is like housebreaking a puppy. There are bound to be lots of accidents and lots of cleanups." Frustrated beyond measure with the whole situation, her missing staff, an out-of control mage, a frozen mage, and a cursed phantom fae turned raven, Ena couldn't believe the mess they were in. Terry Spear

Awareness seeped in and brought its friends Pain and Agony for a visit. Hailey Edwards

No matter how much he denied his attraction to her, those red curls haunted his dreams like brilliant flames that couldn't be extinguished... " Fuirich air falbh on teine, " he said under his breath, but loud enough for her to hear. Stay away from the fire. Victoria Roberts

What was that feeling in my chest? Regret? Regret that I'd left last night after our kiss--that I'd pulled away before he could know how much I truly wanted him. Krystine Kelly

I am light and stardust in his hands. Sierra Abrams

Have you thought of doing it? Being a cattle farmer? If that's what it's called? I think we should do that, but replace cattle with bunnies and then we don't milk or eat the bunnies. We just let them multiply. Then we'll take over the world. Me the queen. You the king. Our bunnies the army nobody can defeat. Katie Mcgarry

But in case you can’t find her let me draw you a map with some crayons, you go past leave us the fuck alone, and turn right at fuck off, and oh look you're in slut country. J.L. Beck

In third period Math, we were forced to sit in alphabetical order. Which put me right behind Logan, who was throwing all those passes to Aiden in the scrimmage. He took off his navy blazer and when he leaned forward to write, I could see muscles bulging across his back and shoulders. I can already tell Math is going to suck, but at least I’ll have a nice view. It’s like what Grandpa always says about real estate. Location, location, location. Jillian Dodd

He smiles.  It’s a blinding, white-toothed smile.  A push-me-over-the-edge-of-the-love-cliff smile.  And before I can say a word in protest, he’s got my hand and is dragging me through the carnival. Note to self: Do not stare directly at his smile. It holds special powers. Also: Do not kiss him. His mouth is definitely the source of his power. Jillian Dodd

We don’t always like what’s good for us, ” she said. “Especially at first. Erin Beaty

Yay, science. Nicola Yoon

Observable Fact: I don’t believe in magic. Observable Fact: We are magic. Nicola Yoon

She communicated in what ways she could — sweet whines of happiness and wet kisses. She knew him. She knew him. He knelt in the grass, still pouring his attention onto her. She received every ounce of it in a way only a dog can, its unconditional love contained in every breath and every heartbeat. And Luke was struck precisely at that moment at his capacity to feel so moved by the simple act of affection for this sweet animal. He swallowed hard. It wasn’t easy to let himself feel it, the gentle tug from a place deeply buried. And in the grass on his knees, he found himself releasing the sadness long held hostage in that deep place. Tears spilled over, finally uncontained. The dog stretched its snout through the rails and found his wet cheeks with its tongue. He did not retreat, but let her clean the tears from his face. Dorothy Gravelle

It’s just snow, ” Lesa said, rolling her eyes. “It’s not going to hurt you.” Kimmy smoothed her hands over her blond hair. “Sugar melts.”“ Yeah, and shit floats.” Lesa took her seat, yanking out last night’s English homework. Jennifer L. Armentrout

Life doesn't change when you meet a guy and life doesn't fall apart when you break up with one. We are teaching young female readers the wrong things through books not only expressing this point, but also using these two concepts as turning plot points of novels. Meghan Blistinsky

Did you recently turn into a jerk or have you been one since birth? Priya Ardis

Do I look like I want to be involved in your teen love saga? Ask someone who cares. Priya Ardis

He’s so powerful. Who knows maybe he’s advanced past eating Priya Ardis

My name is Arianna Morganna Brittany DuLac--you can imagine why I went by the name Ryan. Priya Ardis

Soft sun shone down on a misty cathedral at the opposite end of a football-field length courtyard. The cathedral had a long pointed tower with beautiful rose and ivory stained glass windows. Pink-petal flowers and deep green ivy climbed the stones from the ground to it’s roof. A large fountain stood in the middle of the courtyard with water falling from several lion’s heads. Between the misty air and rolling slope of the earth, the grounds reminded me of a long lost fairy tale. Priya Ardis

Marilynn...passed out black cases to everyone. I opened mine to find an i Pad inside. Several candidates whistled. Despite my agitated state, it impressed me too. Maybe wizard school wasn’t going to be as lame as I had thought.“ All of your schedules and assignments will be done on these, ” Marilynn explained. “The whole school is on these. We’ve had them for awhile now. Priya Ardis

He didn’t save me, though. He allowed me the freedom to save myself, which is the very best type of rescue. Amy Engel

I have to go, ” he said softly. “But you should take a few minutes to fix your hair; it’s a real mess. And your face is all flushed.” “ Maybe I’m just not practiced in these sorts of things.” For a long moment, Ash said nothing. Then he whispered, “Neither am I.” His next words were forced out like a confession. “If I was any good at it, it was only because I’ve imagined it so often. Erin Beaty

If you’re in trouble, I swear I will never stop until I get to you, ” he called softly. Sage could’ve pretended she was already gone, but she couldn’t leave without answering. “ I know. Erin Beaty

I am threatened by the resolve that you are my soul. You are my being, you are every breath I take, you are my home, you are my sweet sin. Cassandra Giovanni

All that guides me is fear, And all that finds me is loss Death defines which paths I cross It is within the shadows that I stumble And I am desperate without a voice Here I am threatened by the resolve that you are my soul But if my lies are the path that I have to wander because there is no choice Will you love me still? In the darkness of the night when I wish to do nothing more than take flight? Will you hold me to this plane and ease the suffering and pain? When all you know is the truth And all they see is the lies Will I be the one you find, or the one you leave behind? Alone may be the only home I shall find . Cassandra Giovanni

When I near Charlie’s house, I notice she’s standing in the doorway with a spatula in her hand. Despite being on edge, I can’t stop myself from grinning. I feel like such a chick around her sometimes, like I’m seconds away from buying a tiara and starting my period. Victoria Scott

I leaned back against the headboard and closed my eyes, feeling the inferno flair between us once more. It flickered and pulsed, but my blood was boiling on the inside and Ember was the fire that ignited it. Julie Kagawa

You can't be completely in love with a dragon and expect anything to be normal. Julie Kagawa

Victory was close. Just one final push. "Send in the rest, " I ordered. "All wings attack. Take that base down now. Julie Kagawa

I didn't fall in love with how you looked, " he murmured as his hand rose, gently brushing my cheek. "I fell in love with you." My eyes watered. And everything inside me melted into molten goo. "You are getting entirely too good at making a dragon cry, " I saw and kissed him. Julie Kagawa

Without St. George, that balance would tip. Without the Order, there would be nothing to stop Talon and the Elder Wyrm from achieving what they wanted from the start: complete and utter dominion. Julie Kagawa

You have no idea what you really are, " the Elder Wyrm went on, "or why you are special to the dragons of Talon. Julie Kagawa

The organization likes to do their dirty business where no one can see it. Julie Kagawa

Why haven't they killed us yet?"" Our lives aren't important. For some reason, it's always been about her. Julie Kagawa

The kind of bs is dead. Long live the queen. Julie Kagawa

I forgot that Mark and Brian are gardening for you now. " You're the master gardener. So you are in charge of them. But as a dragon-shifter, I want to do what you do. Ena smiled. You want to earn the kind of treasure that I do. But you would have to learn the trade. Right! You can be my teacher. I need to earn my own way if I'm going to court you. How will I ever be able to buy you the most extravagant gifts when I am still trying to pay off my boots and other clothes? . Terry Spear

I don’t want to blend, ” Etalon whispered. “I want to belong. A.G. Howard

I know that whatever you decide, you’ll be happy, Summer, and that is the only thing I could ever wish. Whatever happens in the rest of this summer, whatever happens the rest of your life, it’s important that you are happy, and stay that way. — Aunt Sookie Kailin Gow

If she could explore and heal his injuries with her fingers, it would be another type of magic, her skin making contact with his. Putting her mind to it, Love would become familiar with his body. She would know him from top to bottom, from beginning to end. Touching this boy would be the death, and life, of her. Natalia Jaster

She watches him for hours. She wants to be the sheets that cover his toes. She wants to be the ceiling separating him from the sky: above him, the first thing he sees before and after dreams. She wants to be the open window letting in the light for him. Natalia Jaster

He holds out a trembling hand and traces the shape of her arm, descending to her elbow. “You’re like mist, ” he says. “You really don’t feel this?” Love shakes her head. “No.”But that’s not entirely true, because this illusion of a touch has turned her into a current, this human has reached down to her bones. Then his fingers curl right through her hip, and he lowers his voice. “How ’bout that? . Natalia Jaster

Down. There just was no way someone that good looking was getting made fun of. Plus guys could sleep with a whole team and it would be okay. Talk about double standards. J.L. Beck

Attack me already. Please! I can’t take it anymore. But I don’t say any of that. I just savor each and every slow, amazing, and tongue-free kiss.  Maybe he was born without a tongue, I think for a brief second, but then I realize that I am dumb because he wouldn’t be able to talk if he had been, now would he? Jillian Dodd

Broken hearts made faults and fools of us all. Natalia Jaster

Seconds seem like a life time when the life you lived is slowly drained out of you by those who care not what you felt, hoped, or dreamed. When the darkness comes it is all consuming, there is no light and there is no pain. It is the never ending loss of hope that now consumes me as I die in his arms. Cassandra Giovanni

A fool is a man who believes glory can be found at the tip of a sword instead of on the tip of his tongue. That is life’s cruel trick. Natalia Jaster