Personal Demons Quotes

“Gabriel.
This has to be his fault, somehow. I'm going to track him down, pluck out his angel feathers, and stuff a pillow with them.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“I walk up right behind Frannie, where she’s sitting near the door, in time to hear her say, “You know what, Tay? Go to Hell,” and I smile, because I think it’s cute that she’s inviting her friends along.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“Sii la mia schiava d’amore,” I purr.
Her expression is guarded. “What did you say?”
An amused smile pulls at my lips. “I’ll never tell.” Somehow, I don’t think she’d agree to be my love slave anyway.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“But his eyes say what he can’t. I see it, clear as day, even if she doesn’t. He’d give up his wings for her. All she’d have to do is ask.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“I'm literally too hot to handle.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“We could work on our English outline," I say and almost can't contain the chuckle.
"Really? That's your idea of a hot date?"
"I'm sorry, I wasn't aware we were on a 'hot date'" And this time I can't contain the chuckle when she cringes. "So, how hot would you like it? I'm capable of all levels of hotness, from Luc-warm to - and I'm being literal here - hotter than Hell.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“If there's a Hell on Earth, it's high school.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“I'm a demon, not a pig, so I keep the place relatively neat.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“I don't believe in love at all, really. But lust ... is alive and well.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“She’s fiery for sure. I like a little fire. Makes me feel at home.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“Oh, for the sin of Satan.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“There’s no crying in baseball and no love in Hell. It’s just the rules. You could say it’s against our religion, more or less.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“You speak Italian," she says, unconvinced.
"Si."
"Say something."
"Sii la mia schiava d'amore," I purr.
Her expression is guarded. "What did you say?"
An amuse smile pulls at my lips. "I'll never tell." Somehow I don't think she'd agree to be my love slave anyway.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“And I start to say that I’m not lying now, but I am, so that would be a lie.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“I try to pretend his shoulder touching mine isn’t causing totally unrelated parts of me to tingle.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“But I can't see how anybody who drives a '68 Shelby could be all bad.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“What is it?”
“Well, how it works is you take the box out of my hand and open it,” I say with a grin.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“Tell me what to do to change your mind.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“Whoa! I knew you were hot, but Jesus!’ she says, and I wonder why she things He has anything to do with it.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“She gets to the bottom of the stairs, and I lift her off the ground and kiss her. As I lower her back to her feet she says, ‘Mmm, nice. That’s gonna score you some points with the parents.’ I look into the stands and see her parents standing there, slack-jawed, Dad with a camera perched, forgotten, in his hand. And Grandpa is laughing. ‘So what’s the plan?’ ‘I’m working on it. But I’m pretty sure it doesn’t include molesting me in front of them.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“I elbow him. “You’re such a pig.”
He grins. “I’m not a pig, I’m a guy—which, now that I think about it, is pretty much the same thing. Point taken.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“There’s no crying in baseball and no love in Hell. It’s just the rules.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons

“I know exactly what to do with him. I've been practicing in my dreams.”
― Lisa Desrochers, Personal Demons