Krisztina

“Current relationship status?” Her voice cut like an arctic chill blowing through the room.
“If you mean me, then you’re not my type. If you mean my dad, he’s single, but I don’t think you’re his type either,” I said with a small smile. Mercy didn’t find it amusing. A small blue vein in her forehead started throbbing like crazy....“Actually, come to think of it, I don’t think he has a type. I’ve never seen him with a woman.
Mercy, I hate to break it to you, but there’s a very real possibility my dad is gay.”
― Jus Accardo, Touch

“Takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection." He paused to reconsider that. "Well, except for my parents. They got it on the first try." (Adrian)”
― Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

“Give that boy a cookie!"
Now really wasn't the time to think about food. And where was she keeping them? In her pockets? They'd be all crumbled.
"I don't want one. Thank you."
Eyebrows raised, she wrinkled her nose - I must have insulted her by not accepting her offer.”
― Jus Accardo, Untouched

“I can’t write without a reader. It’s precisely like a kiss—you can’t do it alone.”
― John Cheever