Entangled Quotes

“Love is a more powerful force than magic. You can trick the mind and even the heart, but never the soul. When a person is not free to love with their soul, that is not love and that is why a love spell can never truly work.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Gut instincts were supposed to be the most trustworthy and it was in her gut where she felt the butterflies. The heart had its purpose as a blood pumping muscle, but love...love blossomed and sparked through the body - originating from the gut.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Raj lifted a finger and the front door shut behind him. With hollow steps he entered the kitchen. Inside, his dad sat at a fold-out table for two sipping from his bottomless cocktail. It was hard to breathe through all the smoke. The ashtray on the table was already full, a book of matches tossed beside it. His dad coughed before asking, “How was school?” Raj shrugged. “Same old.” “You stay out of trouble?”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“turned to face Nolan. He was under the covers with her, topless, elbow propping up his head. Gray didn’t know what was worse: the fact that she was naked in”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Clayton served the birdie to Fane, who smacked it over the net with the flick of a wrist. Tyler launched the birdie at me. It hit me on the shoulder, but I swung anyway as it bounced to the floor. “Hello? Earth to Aurora,”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Sky, ready to jump back in?” I”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Beyond the amulet he could see students arriving to class. They were silhouettes, mannequins without faces. “Did”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“He rounded a corner and made for the student center. The halls were clearing out as the last seconds before the final bell hovered in the air.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Gray threw open the door, swiftly followed by her legs and everything that went with them. She high-kicked the door shut and glared at Raj. In response he snatched up his keys, shoved them into the ignition, and floored the gas pedal. The vehicle roared. Gray”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“He leaned over and inhaled the pillow Gray had been on. Sick freak. She ought to suffocate him with it the moment he fell asleep. But Nolan lay there with his eyes open, staring at the ceiling. Murder’s”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Raj ran a hand down the side of her face. It made her want to weep. “Not if we want to get the last two pendants tonight.” Gray”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“What’s with you?” “Nothing. Nice chatting.” “Wait a minute,” Shay said.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Clayton served the birdie to Fane, who smacked it over the net with the flick of a wrist. Tyler launched the birdie at me. It hit me on the shoulder, but I swung anyway as it bounced to the floor. “Hello? Earth to Aurora,” Tyler called across the net. “I think she’s still”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“you? Do you know what this would do to Mom? And what about me? How am I going to get through the rest of the semester when I’m all sad and stuff?” Charlene snorted. “Like you’d care.” She had to be cold in her skinny jeans, but at least she was wearing a sweater. The cold seeped down to Gray’s bones. The tips of her fingers felt as though they’d”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“They’re nothing alike.” Shay snorted. “They’re everything alike. They’re identical twins.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“master the flute?” Shay mastered instruments the way linguists mastered languages. “I’m not sure what’s next. Maybe the sax?” Shay glanced toward the ceiling thoughtfully as she spoke. “Unless I got some snakes to accompany me.” “I think you’ll need some new sheet music for that. You don’t see serpents swaying to the classical beat. And I’m sure your mom would just love having a cobra take up residence in your room.” Shay gave Raj a blank stare. “Mom’s not afraid of snakes.” Shay Baxter had been Raj’s best”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Gray reached into her now visible pack and quickly withdrew her poetry book and flipped to page fifty-two. When the bell rang she stuffed her book back inside. Everyone leapt from their desks to make for sixth period. Sadie Howard glanced back then did a double take when she saw Gray. They usually sat together. How was Gray going to explain that one? Just as she headed toward Sadie, Gray was bumped from behind. The force of the body against hers sent her pack flying out of her hands onto the ground. Okay, now she was pissed. “What’s your . . .”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Ryan was on the other side. His pear-shaped head craned around her, the corners of his mouth curving down like a weepy clown’s when he didn’t see Charlene. “Oh my god, she jumped.” Gray rolled her eyes. “No, she floated.” Ryan took in a gasping breath. “Thank god.” Gray pushed ahead of Ryan and hurried down the stairwell. She paused in front of the door leading into the second floor hallway. Ryan caught up to her and looked at her with big round eyes. “Now what?” Gray asked herself.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“What was it with their paper and follow through? Maybe teenage deaths and accidents were just too common an occurrence in Kent these days.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“twitch of his hand wanting to stop me. “Hey, you. Are you okay?” If I had any emotion left I’d laugh. He didn’t even know my name—that or it wasn’t worth saying. He studied me carefully. “I’ve seen that look before.” Now I was curious. Valerie jumped down from the bleachers. “Fane!” He didn’t pay attention to her. I held my breath waiting for him to tell me what he saw. Valerie sashayed her way over to Fane, red hair blazing down her shoulders. She held out his jacket. “I’m ready to blow this joint. Let’s get a bite.” Her last words grabbed his attention, and he forgot me completely. Valerie looped her arm around Fane’s and they walked toward the double doors. I was right behind them, silent as a ghost. When I reached the hall entrance leading to the locker rooms I stopped. I saw his head start to turn. I knew he was going to look back, but by the”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“forgot to breathe. Fane held my gaze a moment longer then slipped out of his leather jacket. I watched, transfixed. This was history in the making. Fane Donado taking off his coat. All of his imperfections breezed out the door as soon as I got my first look at the six-pack straining against his cotton tee. My eyes must have been playing tricks on me. For a guy with such a slender build, Fane was surprisingly muscled. Fane took deliberate steps down the aisle of the bench, straight to the edge. He jumped from the bleachers, causing them to rock in his wake. I swore I felt a thud inside the pit of my stomach when he landed. Mr. Mooney nodded at Fane. “You two are playing Clayton and Tyler.” Fane walked past me and took two rackets off the floor. He handed me one. I took it from his outstretched hand then followed several steps behind.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“pack straining against his cotton tee. My eyes must have been playing tricks on me. For a guy with such a slender build, Fane was surprisingly muscled. Fane took deliberate steps down the aisle of the bench, straight to the edge. He jumped from the bleachers, causing them to rock in his wake. I swore I felt a thud inside the pit of my stomach when he landed. Mr. Mooney nodded at Fane. “You two are playing Clayton and Tyler.” Fane walked past me and took two rackets off the floor. He handed me one. I took it from his outstretched hand then followed several steps behind. Part of me was relieved he didn’t say anything. All I could think about was the obscene gesture he’d made right before my world turned up-side-down. I hardly noticed his hair. I”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Hello? Earth to Aurora,” Tyler called across the net. “I think she’s still in a coma,” Clayton said. “That’s game,” Tyler said. “Your serve.” I picked up the birdie and handed it to Fane. It’s a good thing it wasn’t a real bird. Fane crushed it in his hand. Only for a moment. Only I saw. He relaxed and looked across the net. I felt that odd shiver return. Fane smacked the birdie as though it were a fly. He walloped it right between Tyler and Clayton so fast neither boy had time to react. When they did manage a return hit, Fane gracefully flicked away any stray birds that came at me. I watched in fascination, fully engaged”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“They were supposed to be discussing Yeats that afternoon and Gray didn’t appreciate having Charlene’s minion stop her on the way to class with a message that her sister planned on plunging to her death before the day was out. That would teach Blake Foster—or so Charlene thought. The jerk had dumped her sister after first period and, worse, had been seen sucking face with Stacey Morehouse at lunch. Gray started shivering the moment she’d stepped onto the roof. It was friggin’ February for crying out loud and she was wearing shorts. Granted, she had thick black tights on underneath, but still—brrr! Couldn’t Charlene have scheduled her dramatic death scene in the warmth of their home over a bottle of pills?”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“No, good ol’ Blake was beyond reproach in Charlene’s book. They’d gone to homecoming together and been inseparable ever since . . . well, until today. Not that Gray would do anything bad to him either way. Both she and Charlene had taken the Vow of Honor at age twelve, and that meant absolutely no black magic. Gray lifted her hands in surrender. “Fine, I won’t make a Blake Foster voodoo doll when I get home.” Charlene’s eyes widened. “But don’t blame me if his car gets keyed.” “Lee, don’t touch Blake’s truck, either.” “Why not?” “When we get back together I don’t want to see a scratch on Blake or his truck.” “Oh, so now you’re getting back together?” “Blake just needs to realize the error of his ways.” Charlene flipped a long strands of blond hair over her shoulder and smiled right before turning away. “Char . . .” Gray said in a warning voice.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“Gray didn’t appreciate having Charlene’s minion stop her on the way to class with a message that her sister planned on plunging to her death before the day was out. That would teach Blake Foster—or so Charlene thought. The jerk had dumped”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“They were supposed to be discussing Yeats that afternoon and Gray didn’t appreciate having Charlene’s minion stop her on the way to class with a message that her sister planned on plunging to her death before the day was out. That would teach Blake Foster—or so Charlene thought. The jerk had dumped her sister after first period and, worse, had been seen sucking face with Stacey Morehouse at lunch. Gray started shivering”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“then followed several steps behind. Part of me was relieved he didn’t say anything. All I could think about was the obscene gesture he’d made right before my world turned up-side-down. I hardly noticed his hair. I was too distracted by his lips. And now his abs. Luckily, I wouldn’t have to look at either while we played side by side. At the far court, Clayton and Tyler bounced birdies up and down on the strings of their rackets.”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“appreciate having Charlene’s minion stop her on the way to class with a message that her sister planned on plunging to her death before the day was out. That would teach Blake Foster—or so Charlene thought. The jerk had dumped her sister”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled

“prom.” Gray moved like a T. rex, flopping her hands back and forth against her chest. Finally Charlene couldn’t hold it back any longer. Her body shook. It was a good thing she was la”
― Nikki Jefford, Entangled