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“I write because I must. It's not a choice or a pastime, it's an unyeilding calling and my passion.”
― Elizabeth Reyes

“He didn’t say a word and she didn’t ask anything else, just ran her fingers through his hair until his breathing began to calm. Without letting go of her or even pulling away to face her he finally whispered against her ear, “Please don’t leave me. I promise I’ll try harder.” Slowly he pulled away and their eyes met. “I’m nothing without you, Izzy.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Romero

“If there’s one thing I’ve learned my whole life, time and age are but an illusion.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Noah

“What?” Eric shook his head. “Angel Moreno is into talking to chicks now? When did you turn into a total wuss?"

Angel shrugged, and took another bite of his food.

He avoided looking at Eric; suddenly not sure he wanted to talk about it. “I don’t know, dude, she’s just cool to hang with, I guess.”

Eric nodded, as if he got it. “So, you’re not into her? I thought she was pretty hot.”

“I’m into her, you ass, just ‘cause I didn’t bone her the first night. Not all girls are like that, you know.”

Eric grinned. “So, you did get shot down.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Forever Mine

“When he finally opened his eyes he saw her sit up
and smile at him. She was beautiful, her dark hair was
tousled, and her green eyes glimmered. God have mercy.
He’d died and gone to heaven.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Forever Mine

“His heart still hammered away but he was strangely relieved. "Stop saying that, Sarah. You have nothing to be sorry about. This is my fault and intend on fixing it. But I won't let you back out now, sweetheart. I can't. It may not be too late for you but there's no turning back for me."

~Angel~
Forever Mine”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Forever Mine

“I know everything tastes better with whip cream.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Noah

“Haven't you picked up on the irony of life by now? Things only just happen when you're not ready. When you're ready, you start trying, and gadamn I feel like trying right now.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Noah

“I love you Alex.
I don‘t think I‘ll ever get tired of hearing you say that sweetheart. He lifted himself on his elbow and kissed her. I love you too. Forever.
Valerie still could't believe the impossibility of this night. If she woke up in her bed and this all had been a dream she was going to kill someone.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Always Been Mine

“He always felt like an untamed animal around Sarah, but lately it was different. She was all he ever thought about, and any time away from her felt too long. Angel closed his eyes and kissed her. Then the words came out without warning. 'I love you, Sarah.'" -Angel Moreno”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Forever Mine

“Angel clicked on a few more pictures on the screen, and Alex made small talk about the place. Then he finally walked away. He stopped just before walking out.

“Did Valerie say anything else to Sarah?”
Angel glanced back at him. “About what?”
“You know about that guy she’s seeing.”

Angel turned his attention back to the computer. “No, not really.”

Alex frowned. He wasn’t one of those guys, so he wasn’t about to keep asking. If Angel knew anything, he’d tell him. He’d just have to wait until the rehearsal dinner.

He started back out when Angel spoke up. “I’m not sure, because she didn’t actually tell me, but I overheard Sarah on the phone last night. It sounded like Valerie was telling her about him.”

“Yeah, what did you hear?”

Angel looked up trying to remember. Something seemed to come to him but he hesitated. “I don’t think you wanna hear it, Alex. I know I wouldn’t.”

Alex squeezed the doorway with his hand. What the hell could he have heard? “Tell me.”

Angel shook his head and looked back at the monitor. “Only reason I caught my attentions was because I overheard Sarah ask her something about wearing lingerie.”

Alex felt the hair on the back of his neck rise and his gut tightened. He banged his fist against the doorway. He didn’t need to hear any more. Angel had been right that’s the last thing he needed right now. He charged back out of the office, infuriated with himself. Why the fuck had he asked?”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Always Been Mine

“The connection he felt with her at that moment was mind-boggling. "No regrets," he whispered.

It was more of a statement than a question but she responded with a smile, shook her head and repeated the two words he'd just spoken with as much conviction as he felt. "No regrets."

~Gio~”
― Elizabeth Reyes

“The one thing I've always liked about that boy. As much as I hate his body language screaming he owns you, with him next to you ain't no one gonna mess with my little girl.It may as well be written on his chest in neon lights.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Always Been Mine

“Only three types of people tell the truth: Kids, the drunk, and the angry.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Abel

“It’s true," he smiled, "not just in love, Nell, but hopeless, there’s-no-helping-this-guy kind of in love with you.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Abel

“I’m game if you’re game.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Abel

“I hate fucking pussies like that." Felix reached out and shook Hector's hand. "Good for you, man. I would've cracked him too." He turned and pointed at Abel. "Let me know if you need help with that. I'll donate to the cause. We'll call it 'Cracking Down on Future Fucking Douchebag Wife Beaters of the World.' Can't think of a better charity.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Gio

“I stared down at the white bikini in horror. My cleavage was out in full form, while the bikini bottoms hugged my hips, tinier than anything I’d ever dare buy for myself. What the hell was Gavin Fletcher thinking putting me in something like this? And he wanted me to go outside in it, much less get my picture taken?
Yeah, right! That was absolutely not happening.
“We haven’t got all day, Lani,” Martin barked from on deck.
I put my head in my hands, sighing deeply before brushing my hair back from my eyes. What the hell had I gotten myself into?
There was a gentle rapping on the bedroom door, and I opened it, wishing I had a towel to cover up with. Gavin’s gold-flecked eyes met mine, and I stepped back to let him in. He sucked in a breath, looking me over in that brash way of his, his lips curling into a grin.
“Now that’s what I’ve been hoping for,” he said.
I laughed nervously and crossed my arms in front of my body. “I don’t know if I can do this. You heard Martin out there.”
Gavin reached forward and put a hand on my arm, smoothing his large palm over my skin. I shivered beneath his touch, feeling the heat from a connection I wondered if he felt, too. Judging by the heat in his gaze, he did, but how was that even possible? I couldn’t be reading him right.
“You look stunning, Aolani,” he said, that dangerous, bad-boy smile of his making my toes curl. “You’re exactly what I’ve been waiting for. Exactly what this campaign needs. Please say you’ll try? For me?”
― Delilah Fawkes, Lush Curves