Victoria Scott > Quotes

“In this trunk," she says with a serious face, "is God's gift to women."
"Chocolate?"
"No."
"Midol?"
"What? No."
"Tampons?"
"Stop guessing," she says.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“People change when shit happens.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“Annabelle laughs. "Oh, so you think you're hot, do you?"
"Girl, I got swag for days.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“How can someone be cruel
to this chick? It’s like picking a
fight with a chipmunk.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“I'll never understand the friendships Charlie has. Friendships where it doesn't take cash or hookups, or saying the right things to stay in the circle. No, Charlie's friendships are different. She tries to protect her people, and they in turn protect her. They accept each other's imperfections and support one another. My friends weren't like her friends, which makes me wonder if I ever had any at all.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“I glance in the mirror. Surprise,
surprise—I look finger-lickin’
delicious.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“Because I see you. Even though you try so hard to hide, I see you, anyway.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“Apparently Big Guy has become the new Voldemort, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“My eyes widen at
the sight of her. This is the girl
Boss Man is after? She looks like a
porcelain doll…beat three times
with an ugly stick.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“There's the guy who trained me, you sexy son-of-a-bitch. I knew you could do this. I told the assistant, I said, 'Do you even know who you're dealing with here? Pfft. Pfft.'"
"You definitely didn't say that."
"Nope. I sure as hell didn't...”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“She raises her hands and places them on either side of my face. My skin burns beneath her touch. 'I think you're beautiful.'
I smile, thinking she's done. But she releases my face and places her palms on my chest, directly over my heart.
'You're beautiful right here,' she says.
I close my eyes, and the breath rushes from my lungs.
'I see the good in you, Dante,' Charlie continues, her words rolling together off her tongue. 'Even if you don't, I do. You have a good heart. You know how I know?'
I open my eyes. She's looking at me like nothing else in the world exists. Like the entire planet and all of mankind just vanished. She slowly wraps my hands inside her own as best she can and places them on her chest. 'Because I feel it here.' She taps our hands against her chest. 'I know you're good, Dante. Because I feel it inside of me.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“If my hair gets any frizzier, I'll shave it to the scalp. Or light it on fire. Whichever is easier.”
― Victoria Scott, Fire & Flood

“Dante, this
is Annabelle.”
No. No way. That name is
reserved for females with grace
and elegance, not this girl. This girl
is…beastly. “Annabelle,” I say.
“It suits you.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“Big surprise. You didn't dress up."
"I came as Awesome Sauce," I say. "You probably wouldn't recognize it.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“Sure you do. Everyone wants to play. They’re just afraid of looking stupid. But you know what’s stupid? Not trying. So just…try.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“Things only get darker from here, doll. Might want to hold my hand for this.”
― Victoria Scott, The Liberator

“I wonder what it would feel like to laugh like that, with complete abandon.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“At the end of the walkway is a cat. It struts with arrogance. You'd think it just won the Nobel Prize. But it didn't. Know why? Because it's a freakin' cat. In case you mossed the memo, I. Hate. Cats. I loathe them. They're built with creepy little teeth and finger blades. I don't know about you, but I'll pass on that freak show.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“You’re beautiful. If you believe it, they’ll believe it.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“Mr. Awkward rolls up between us, lights a cigarette, makes himself comfortable. It’s the same bastard who shows up after you’ve bumped uglies with a stranger.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“I will protect this girl with everything I have, because if something happens to her, I will lose myself. I will cease to exist.
And I will take everyone with me.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“We girls are prewired to like things that make you suffer.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“As Charlie is leaving the house, she somehow trips on the threshold and nearly face-plants onto the ground. I roll my eyes. How is it possible out of all the people in this world, this is the soul I’ve come to collect?”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“I spin around and see Max running toward me in a gray Armani shirt. "Dante. Oh, Dante. Seal me! Seal me so hard!" He grabs my hips and pumps his toward mine. "Oh, Dante! You're so hot when you seal souls!"
I shove my idiot-of-a-best-friend off me and laugh.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“Max is going through my overnight bag when I get back to Wink Hotel. My favorite part about this is that he doesn't stop when I walk in the room.
"Hey," he says. He pulls out my black Hugo Boss dress hirt, then holds it up to his nose and sniffs loudly.
"Dude. Stop." I pull the shirt from his hands and toss it on the bed.
"I just love your scent," he says in a chick voice.
"You and everyone else, my friend.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“I throw my head back and laugh long and hard. Then I lean in and whisper in her ear, "You don't know who you're fucking with, princess. Ain't no one do bad like I do.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“And the band—oh, sweet mercy—the band. They're like a cross between mini Justin Biebers and the Jonas Brothers, and the Halloween covers they're playing make my ears bleed.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“Her wavy hair falls to mid-waist, and I think how she looks better this way. From the back.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“You nasty, you nasty. You
mama said you nasty!”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector

“My lips move against hers, and the kiss says everything I'd hoped to hear. It tells me she loves me, and that she's in this forever.”
― Victoria Scott, The Collector