Wildewood Quotes

“He wanted to keep her safe, he realized. He wanted to make sure that no harm came to her. Not just as the guardian of this place, its protector. He wanted Alex safe. More than he ever had anyone other than Maeve.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“I want you, Alex. From the first moment I saw you.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“God she wanted him. These was something so animal about it, so vital. She gazed up steadily into his eyes, illuminated in the fire, and all she could think was how much she wanted him. Her body ached with that need.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“I won’t let them get near you. I won’t let anyone hurt you, Alex. I promise. I’ll protect you. Alex, I’m your guardian. I can help you. Shield you. Please. Don’t leave.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“He wanted her. Ached for her. But he had no idea how much of that was real and how much was… well, whatever the house did. He couldn’t stop thinking about her.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“He’d found Theo here. In this clearing. In the stone circle.
And for a moment he’d been terrified he was going to find her lying there too.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“He hadn't expected that.
He hadn't expected that seeing her afraid of him would be... so awful.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“They were never going to be friends, let alone anything more. He was standing in her way when it came to Wildwood Hall. And she was here to upend his life.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“Her fingers itched at the thought. Reaching out. Touching him. Being touched…
Her breath hitched In her throat.
Oh God, she couldn’t be thinking like that.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“He was almost flirting. And God help her, so was she.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“Alex was… nothing he had expected. She was beautiful, all that fire and intelligence, that fierce mind, those eyes… What was he thinking?”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“He could not afford to mess this up. Or to be distracted by a pretty face. Not just pretty, he thought glumly. Beautiful.
He needed her to leave. He didn’t want to get himself entangled with anyone. Especially not her.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“He cleared his throat, and tried to unfurl the fits into which his hands had clenched, letting go of the need, the desire, the burning thoughts of taking her to bed. This isn’t appropriate, he told himself. This isn’t real. You don’t even know her.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood

“She’d have a voice Nick could listen to reading a dictionary. Or a fragrance that made him think… so many things he had no right to be thinking.”
― Jessica Thorne, Wildewood