How Does It Feel? Quotes

“There is beauty to be found in the dark, just as there is horror within the light.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“How does it feel?” he said, breathing heavily. “To know that I love you and that you have doomed me? That you and only you have the power to disarm and debilitate me. That you, a human, have dismantled every part of me and rebuilt it as a shrine in your honor.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“Wait to go until I’m dead so that I never have to feel the pain of you leaving.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“No one expects an angel to set the world on fire,”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“Because if you’re not dead, I fear I will leave everything to follow you.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“If you die tonight and I never get to tell you, you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“You develop a taste for blood when you’re constantly licking your own wounds,”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“I knew in that very moment I was so deeply in love with her, and she would be the one thing capable of my demise. The weak point in my unbreakable armor. I stared at her, and it scared me to death. It scared me to death what I wouldn’t do for her.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“To you. My hope is not that you finish this book, but that this book finishes you.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“You killed him!” I yelled, unable to believe what had just happened. I hadn’t even seen him pull the dagger out! He looked up nonchalantly. “He was touching you.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“If ever anyone believed you an assassin, they ought to listen to you walk, be quiet! We will never escape with the sounds of your troll feet clapping for attention”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“We were taught as kids that evil is ugly and crass, and beauty is honest and good, but that is a dangerous lie.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“How does it feel?” he said, breathing heavily. “To know that I love you and that you have doomed me? That you and only you have the power to disarm and debilitate me.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“I can lose everything, but not you. I can’t lose you,” he whispered so quietly I knew I wasn’t meant to hear.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“I was glowing, I was sure of it. Like someone had poured a fresh pitcher of hope into my system.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“He was crazy. An evil, psychopathic villain. But when he kissed me, it was like the entire world melted away—like everything was right for just once. Like when you step into your home after you’ve been gone a long time. The second the smell of home and comfort hits you, the tension in your body withers away. The feel of belonging and comfort cloak you like a warm blanket. That’s how it felt when Mendax touched me, when he looked at me with three different shades of light blue eyes. I saw—no felt—what I meant to him. He is the bad guy, I reminded myself for the trillionth time, but it didn’t matter. I craved him every bit as much as he seemed to be lost to me.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“Until this moment, I didn’t know you could crave something you’ve never wanted.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“You were sent here to destroy me, and you have succeeded, even if it wasn't in the way you intended.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“I was so deeply in love with her, and she would be the one thing capable of my demise.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“Like when you step into your home after you’ve been gone a long time. The second the smell of home and comfort hits you, the tension in your body withers away. The feel of belonging and comfort cloak you like a warm blanket.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“Owls hooted to each other in the distance in sync with the crickets. I loved the night; it always gave me a sense of calm.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“What do I care what everyone else thinks of me?”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“knew in that very moment I was so deeply in love with her, and she would be the one thing capable of my demise. The weak point in my unbreakable armor. I stared at her, and it scared me to death. It scared me to death what I wouldn’t do for her.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“He tilted his head, making him look even more unhinged than his crazy words had made him sound.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“A chill overcame my body as I ran my fingers over the small tooth that hung from my neck. The molar was hers. She had spit it at me in all her fiery magnificence in the blood room. I had pocketed it without thinking. Then later, arguably still not thinking, I had it made into a souvenir to wear always. A memento from this enchantress to remember long after she was dead.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“If ever anyone believed you an assassin, they ought to listen to you walk, be quiet! We will never escape with the sounds of your troll feet clapping for attention,”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“His anger may have saved you today, but your erotic terror is too delicious to be blanketed by it for long.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“I never said that you weren’t a scientist, my love. The two things can exist at the same time,” he purred. His wings pulsed with heat as they coiled their black smoke around my body. “You were sent here to destroy me, and you have succeeded, even if it wasn’t in the way you intended.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“To know that I love you and that you have doomed me? That you and only you have the power to disarm and debilitate me. That you, a human, have dismantled every part of me and rebuilt it as a shrine in your honor.”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?

“How does it feel?” he said, breathing heavily. “To know that I love you and that you have doomed me? That you and only you have the power to disarm and debilitate me. That you, a human, have dismantled every part of me and rebuilt it as a shrine in your honor.” His”
― Jeneane O'Riley, How Does It Feel?