Violet > Violet's Quotes

“you gotta stop living in fear. You can’t see the stars unless you go out in the dark.”
― Carian Cole, Storm

“I want you to be my first. I want you to be my last. I want you to be all the in-betweens. I want you. Just you. Only you”
― Carian Cole, Torn

“How can one little moment, one tiny touch, one quickening breath change so much?”
― Carian Cole, Torn

“Marrying you doesn't change who I am."
"No, but it changes who we are together.”
― Carian Cole, Talon

“Karma, you are one demented bitch.”
― Carian Cole

“Evie, this is what we do. We hold hands. I’m not giving that up.”
― Carian Cole, Storm

“my life matters—even if it's only to me—and my story isn't over yet.”
― Carian Cole, Talon

“I'm just waiting for the one that makes me feel like forever wouldn't be long enough.”
― Carian Cole, Torn

“Laugh with me, Love with me .. No beginning, No end”
― Carian Cole, Talon

“I love you too, jelly bean. With every one of my fuckin' heartbeats.”
― Carian Cole, Talon

“You can’t see the stars unless you go out in the dark.”
― Carian Cole, Storm

“Stop being alive, and start living.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“When you’re at war with the devil sometimes you gotta dial up a demon,”
― T.M. Frazier, Lawless

“I'll always be here. You can't make me leave if you got the priest from the exorcist to come remove me. Cause I'm on step above demon... I'm Preppy.”
― T.M. Frazier, Tyrant

“I never knew true fear until I met pure evil. He wore a smile and a bow tie.”
― T.M. Frazier, Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part One

“Why do you have a gun?” I asked, without thinking of how stupid my question really was. Maybe, if he ever put his god dammed shirt back on, my case of stupid would turn back off.
“Why do I have a gun?” he repeated, like it was the ridiculous question that it was. “’Cause throwing bullets by hand isn’t exactly effective.”
― T.M. Frazier, Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part One

“When you start walking on egg shells around people, that’s when you know that those are people you don’t need to be around. Life’s too short to pretend to be anyone else.”
― T.M. Frazier, Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part One

“You killed him."
I held up my index finger and my thumb, slowly closing the gap between them, peering over at Dre through the tiny slit that remained. "Little bit."
"I don't think you can kill someone a little bit."
"Oh, well then, a lot bit. I killed him a lot bit.”
― T.M. Frazier, Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part One

“I don’t think anyone’s had the stranger danger talk with him. Because rule number one is that you don’t jump into strange unmarked vans with the bad guys,”
― T.M. Frazier, Tyrant

“But then I shut up, and I did what I was told. Because pancakes.”
― T.M. Frazier, King & Tyrant

“Hey Doc?” he asked, searching my eyes. His laugh quieted and his smile fell.
My stomach flipped. “Yeah?”
“This time…I’m gonna keep you.”
― T.M. Frazier, Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part Two

“I have nightmares all the time. You know what’s the only thing that makes them go away?” He placed his hand over mine. “You. You silence the world when it’s too fucking loud. You make me feel less broken.”
― T.M. Frazier, Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part Two

“There we stood, in the middle of the living room, hugging it out, each trying to hold back our tears until our need to cry outweighed our need to be the manly fucking men we were and we were no longer able to hold in the tears.
“I’m not fucking crying,” Bear sobbed.
“Me either, you fucking pussy,” I sobbed back as my old friend held me tighter and we hugged and punched each other hard on the backs until I was sure we were going to give each other bruises, and if it went on much longer, probably some broken ribs. When he finally let go of me we quickly wiped our eyes and noses on our t-shirts, because real men don’t fucking cry.”
― T.M. Frazier, Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part Two

“I don’t give two fucks what happens to me. I don’t even know who I am to care about so how the fuck am I supposed to take care of you?”
“Samuel Clearwater, I might have needed you to take care of me once and you did. You saved my life. But I’m not that girl anymore. I can take care of myself. I can save myself if I need saving and if you need me to then I can save you too.”
― T.M. Frazier, Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part Two

“Because my name is Samuel Clearwater, and I take orders from no one. Not even death.”
― T.M. Frazier, Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part Two

“Will someone fucking tell me how that fucking lucky bastard managed to catch the best cook in Kentucky who actually wants to wait on him hand and foot, is rich as shit, has the best tits I’ve ever seen, and from the sounds coming from downstairs, is fucking his brains out?” Lucky gave praise to the one responsible. “I give thanks every day for her.” Shade gave him an unnerving grin. “You’re welcome.”
― Jamie Begley, Lucky's Choice

“You buy Willa a cheap engagement ring that all the women are bitching about and then buy her a twenty-thousand-dollar dog trained to be a K-9, and she doesn’t even know you bought it for her protection?” “Yeah.” “Shade’s right; you are a dumbass.”
― Jamie Begley, Lucky's Choice

“Dear Father, thank You for this beautiful day, fulfilling Willa’s and my desire to join our two souls together with Your holy blessing. Hand in hand, we come before You, giving our hearts to You, and in return, we trust our faith to guide us through the journey You have set forth for us. “Make our marriage as flexible as this cord I wrap around our wrists so that our love will continue to grow through the years. Make our marriage as strong as the diamond I placed on her hand. I promise to give Willa a smile for every smile, a kiss for every kiss, to hurt every time she hurts until our bond is as unbreakable as our devotion to You. Amen”
― Jamie Begley, Lucky's Choice

“Truth, honesty, perseverance, strength, love of all kinds and forgiveness are all beautiful, Tack. The most beautiful stories ever told are the most difficult to take.”
― Kristen Ashley, Motorcycle Man

“<…>When I was done speaking I felt his body had gone still again, stone still.
And silent.
Then he asked quietly, "Nightmare?"
"Nightmare," I replied firmly.
Ty didn't move.
By a miracle, I held it together.
Then he moved but it was to rest his chin on my shoulder and I closed my eyes because I needed him to go, go, go so I could fall apart again on my own.
Then he said, "Your nightmare, mama, was my dream."
My heart clenched.
He kept going. "Never had a home until you gave me one."
My breath started sticking.
"Never had anyone give to me the way you gave to me."
My breath stopped sticking and clogged.
"Never thought of findin' a woman who I wanted to have my baby."
Oh God.
"Never had light in my life, never, not once, I lived wild but I didn't burn bright until you shined your light on me."
Oh God.
"Whacked, fuckin' insane, but, at night, you curled in front of me, didn't mind I did that time that wasn't mine 'cause it meant I walked out to you."
He had to stop. He had to.
He didn't.
"Your nightmare," he whispered, turned his head and against my neck he finished, "my dream."<…>”
― Kristen Ashley, Lady Luck