Kaylin Peyerk > Kaylin's Quotes

“Tucker," I say. "I'm so glad you're still here."
I throw myself into his arms. He hugs me tightly.
"I couldn't leave," he says.
"I know."
"I mean, literally. I don't have a ride.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Tucker: Why would you tell me now if it's against the rules?
Clara: Because I love you.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Insert the biggest, most awkward silence in the history of big awkward silences.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Are you any good at it?"
"Pulling idiots out of the snow? I'm the best.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“Hey, you feel like driving today?" he asks. "I don't want to walk to the bus stop. It's too cold."
"You feel like dying today?"
"Sure. I like risking my life. Keeps things in perspective.”
― Cynthia Hand, Unearthly

“I found you.No one can keep us apart now,and our love will now be the story told to define how sacred love is”
― Jamie Magee, Insight

“The end is not the reward; the path you take, the emotions that course through you as you grasp life - that is the reward.”
― Jamie Magee, Embody

“Regret is always worse than anxiety ~ chase your dreams.”
― Jamie Magee

“In real life, love has to be possible. Even if it is not returned right away, love can only survive when the hope exists that you will be able to win over the person you desire.”
― Paulo Coelho, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept

“Saying 'I notice you're a nerd' is like saying, 'Hey, I notice that you'd rather be intelligent than be stupid, that you'd rather be thoughtful than be vapid, that you believe that there are things that matter more than the arrest record of Lindsay Lohan. Why is that?' In fact, it seems to me that most contemporary insults are pretty lame. Even 'lame' is kind of lame. Saying 'You're lame' is like saying 'You walk with a limp.' Yeah, whatever, so does 50 Cent, and he's done all right for himself.”
― John Green

“It proved they were of different worlds. One from the heavens and the other from hell.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Benevolent Heir

“Victor was a creature of the night. He preferred solitude over a connection and shedding blood over speaking.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“I like your savage brutality."

Victor blinked, mouth going dry. "What?”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Victor ached to smack that smug look right off the saint's face. Maybe that'd teach him there was no way in hell he'd fall for it twice.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Fucking pretty boy," Victor muttered under his breath.

"Hm? What was that?"

The vamp's brows twitched. "Nothing. Go back to your coffee.”
― Avery Scarlett

“Ah, fuck me," Lucian groaned, taking Victor's waist in a bruising grip.

"Gladly.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“As if with every awful deed between that lost sanctuary and the present, Victor grew more and more twisted, losing parts of himself that could recognize tender emotion.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Fuck you," Victor seethed, snapping his teeth.

"Don't you want to?" Lucian mocked, reeling him in.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Victor needed this man to wreck him. To fuck him so hard he could barely remember his own name, let alone one forgettable night.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Victor didn't allow himself to live within echoes of the past anymore. The burden of things lost was what broke people. He hadn't realized until he was clinging to the memories with cracked and bloodied fingers, teeth bared, and consciousness darker than sin. But just as there was agony in loss—power came from pain.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Maybe if he slept, the memories would come back. Maybe he was crazy for worshipping them, and maybe he was fine with that. Maybe the only place he could be happy was in those fleeting dreams of shrouded faces and laughter.

Of the warm sun on his skin that didn't reach his heart.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“If the man remembered him, Lucian would drop to his knees right now and worship those legs. Kiss along every blemish until he made a roadmap of hurt he could soothe with passion.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“You're doing so good, Handsome.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Their eyes locked as Victor smiled, two-toned gaze crinkling at the corners. Lucian wanted to bottle that expression and keep it with him forever.

Damn. He was such a worthless sap.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“For fuck's sake, can you stop assaulting me for five minutes and get the hell out of my car? You already made me late. Don't make me embarrassingly later by forcing me to beat the shit out of you.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“A sunrise," the saint murmured, running two fingers across the tattoo.

Victor shook his head even as he shivered. "It represents the fading sun or fleeting beauty."

"That's a poetic observation, coming from such a savage creature.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Victor was shocked for several reasons. He hadn't detected Lucian until he'd been touched, an the visceral relief he felt at the contact made his already malleable body that much softer.

But... mostly by the fucking audacity.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“... and he was getting desperate here.

Not that he'd ever fucking admit it.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“My offer is you get to suck my cock and feel grateful you touched me at all.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Letting some other fuck touch you while you moan my name won't make you forget me, Handsome.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir