Princess and the Player (Strangers in Love, #2)

by Ilsa Madden-Mills

you’re so old I bet you still have a Blockbuster card.”

“Wanna know who invented clowns? A psycho, that’s who.”

“He’s also proud of his penis. He’s named it.” “What?” “Cupid. Because every girl who gets the arrow falls in love.”

“We all have darkness. People you see on the street, people you work with, people you love, people you hate. If there’s no darkness, then there’s no room for light. And when that darkness hits you, and it will, all that matters is that you keep going, one step at a time until you’re up and back on your journey.”

“I’m old and wake up every day with a new ailment. I’m fine.”

“Can you imagine the surprise? She’s on her way to a party; then boom, there’s a baby coming out of her vagina,”

Part of me has wanted to see him again. Is it because I still care, or is he a habit?

Fate is a tenacious bitch. And sometimes when she doesn’t get what she wants, she tries again and again.

“Just when you think I’ll zig, I zag.”

“He hurt you.” “It was a long time ago.” “Hearts don’t forget.” “You don’t even know what happened or who he is.” “I know enough.”

‘The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself.’

“If I can’t kiss you, you’re going to look at me when I fuck you.”

“Oh, honey, I don’t have a heart, but he makes it beat. I like him a whole, whole lot.”

nothing says ‘I want to fuck you’ like shiny jewels.”

Life picked my path, and I’m just a traveler.”

Family is the compass that guides us, a light that leads us, the most important aspect of a child’s life. It is unconditional and loves you no matter your shortcomings. It brings hope, courage, and protection, a port in the storm of life,

“Why didn’t I see you?” She presses her nose to my chest and inhales. “Sadly, I’m too short.”

“Some say you’re destined to meet the same person over and over until you get it right.”

Sometimes there are too many coincidences to call it a coincidence,

“The weak can never forgive. Forgiving is an attribute of the strong. You should remember that.

I’m not a man with pretty words, but . . . you’ve given me something. Hope, maybe? Trust? I want to give you the prettiest jewels, the best of everything. Just let me, okay?”

Last week you cried when I let you watch Twilight after you lost at chess . . .”

What he thinks, you can’t change. What he does, you can’t undo.

I don’t have time for an anatomy lesson, but every man should know the wonderful, complicated parts of a woman.