Broken Fairytales Quotes

“When you have nothing left to lose. When there’s nothing left to gain. You find yourself at the edge of the world, wishing nothing would have changed,” I read and instantly got a twisted feeling in the pit of my stomach.
“All you can do is jump.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“You do realize fairytales are bullshit,” he said.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“Eventually, I stopped dressing like I was a Disney character, but the desire to live the life of a fairytale princess never really left me.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“I don’t think it’s possible for you to look any sexier right now,” he whispered in my ear. “If it weren’t for the fact that I need this job, I might be inclined to drag you back to the stockroom and have my way with you.”
I spun around in his arms and looked up into the eyes I’d missed seeing. “This is nothing compared to how sexy I’ll look later,” I said, leaning back against the jukebox. “If you’re interested.”
“Is that an invitation?”
I shrugged. “Consider it a request. No, scratch that. Consider it a demand,” I said, as I locked eyes with him.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“Was it worth it?” he asked me, breaking the silence.
“Was what worth it?” I asked, looking up at him.
“Taking a chance with me,” he said softly, kissing the top of my head. “Not thinking, going with your gut?”
“It was the best chance I’ve ever taken,” I said, snuggling closer to him and breathing in his familiar scent.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“His lack of remorse and boundaries should have been a red flag to me, but it sort of made me want to see how far I would let myself go with him.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“But what was I supposed to do when the course I'd set myself on for so long didn't seem like the right one anymore?”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“have the confidence to be who you are, and allow others the courtesy of being who they are, without judgement.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“Fairytales are bullshit,” I snapped, using the same line as he’d used on me, but I meant it. After an imperfect summer with Zack, with highs and lows and everything in between, I no longer wanted the fairytale. It wasn’t real.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“And just because I own a Harley, have a few tattoos and one piercing, doesn’t mean I’m a ‘bad boy’,” he said, his eyes ablaze with conviction. “So if you figured you might go slumming this summer in an effort to try something new and reinvent yourself, I’m not your guy.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“Are you checking me out?” he asked, smirking slightly. His sexy southern accent made him exponentially hotter.
I felt my face blush scarlet and instantly looked down at my lap. Then I decided that I wouldn’t let that embarrass me. I was checking him out, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with that. The new, more confident me was pushing her way to the surface.
“I was,” I said, trying to sound bold, as I took a long pull from my drink. I wasn’t nearly intoxicated enough for this conversation.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“I wanted to be bad for once in my life. I just wasn't sure how to even go about doing that.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“I like you too, Zack,” I said, leaning my head against his shoulder, so I could look up at him. “You’ve sort of had me . . . enamored, I guess is the right word . . . since we met.”
He laughed. “You were enamored with me?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I was. It’s sad, but I was completely enamored with you. I blame your eyes, and your stupid guitar playing. I’m a sucker for a guy with a guitar.”
“Don’t forget my kissable lips,” he said, as he kissed my neck, trailing his lips down to my collarbone.
I sighed, a long, deep, satisfied sigh.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“If you want me to get closer, there are other ways to do it,” I said, leaving my statement open-ended. I gave him a pointed look, dropped my hand and turned away, leaving him staring after me. I started to walk toward the ice cream parlor, smiling to myself.
Zack caught up with me, his arms catching me around the waist as he pulled me back against his chest. His lips met the hollow of my neck, just above my collarbone.
“I’d be careful about saying things like, princess,” he said, his voice rough and urgent. “I don’t think you know what you’re insinuating.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“It’s really important that you don’t think,” Zack murmured, his lips moving slowly, seductively. “If you truly want to be impulsive, you just have to just go with your gut.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“Don’t be sorry,” he said, smirking slightly. “I’d bet that’s the first time in your life you’ve ever been impulsive. Don’t apologize for it.”
“Nah” I said, waving my hand in dismissal. “I hauled off and punched a girl a few weeks ago when I caught her kissing my boyfriend. That was the most impulsive I’ve ever been.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“That is beside the point,” I said, not giving him the satisfaction that he was right about anything, especially that I wanted to kiss him, although now that he brought it up, I was thinking about it. His kissable lips were very close to mine.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“I pierced my nose,” I said, dropping my chin just a little as my confidence faded.
“I can see that,” she said blandly. “What on earth were you thinking?”
Um, I was thinking that I am an incredibly boring person, and it was about time I do something to change that.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales

“Rachel waved her hand in dismissal. “Yeah, well, I assume that he was upset, and she was there, he fell, and she caught him – right between her thighs.”
― Monica Alexander, Broken Fairytales