Wicked Lovely Quotes

“And he smiled at her, truely smiled- wicked and lovely...”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“She stood in his kitchen, watching him toy with the ring in his lip. It wasn't quite that he was biting it, but sucking it into his mouth. He did that when he was concentrating. It isn't sexy. He's not sexy. But he was, and she was staring at him like a fool. "wow" she whispered (.....)"Wow, huh?" His voice was low, husky. His chair creaked as he stood. His footsteps seemed strangely loud as he closed the couple yards between them. Then he was beside her. "I can work with wow”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“He looked good, like sin in a suit.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“You. I've spent my life waiting for you.' -Keenan”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“You say potato; I say potahto...'

'I say integrity; you say deceit.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“His blue-black hair fell over his face when he moved, like tiny arrows pointing to pronounced cheeckbones. "Starting to think you were going to bail on me." "Didn't know you were expecting me," she said in what she hoped was a casual voice. He gets sexier every day. "Not Expecting, but hoping. Always hoping”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Keenan was staring at her, too intently for comfort. "I don't know why certain people shine for others. I don't know why you and not someone else." He gently pulled her forward and whispered, "But it's you I think of when I wake each morning. It's your face in my dreams."
Aislinn swallowed. That would seem odd even if he were normal. And he wasn't. What he was-unfotunately-was completely serious.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Seth gave her that: a private space to believe in the illusion of normalcy.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“What would I do without you?"
"You'll never find out.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“I told them he'd be able to get you to go out." Rianne folded her winnings and tucked the bills into her blazer pocket. "Look at him."

"He's right here, Ri," Carla murmured, shooting Keenan an apologetic look.
"We've tried to teach her manners, but..." She shrugged. "It's like housebreaking a dog. If we'd had her when she was a puppy, maybe."

Rianne smacked her on the arm, but she was grinning. "Woof, woof.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“After a steadying breath, Aislinn turned to Keenan. "I'm sure you can figure out lunch without help. So, umm, go make friends or whatever."
And she walked away.

He sped up to stay beside her as they entered the cafeteria. "May I join you?"

"No."

He stepped in front of her. "Please?"

"No." She dropped her bag into a chair next to Rianne's things. Ignoring him-and the stares they were attracting-she opened her bag.
He hadn't moved.
With a shaky gesture, she pointed. "The line's over there."

He looked at the throng slowly progressing to the vats of food. "Can I get you something?"

"A little space?"

A flare of anger flashed over his too-beatiful face, but he said nothing. He just walked away.”
― Melissa Marr , Wicked Lovely

“I don't know why certain people shine for others. I don know why you and not someone else”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“you're @ home?"She could hear him moving around..."I'll let you go then."
"What if I dont want you to?"he said.
She heard the music as he walked toward his room, some sort of jazz.her heart sped up, thinking of him stretched out on his bed too, "Good night, Seth."
"So ur running again, then? One of his boots thudded on the floor."I'm not running."..
"Really?"
"Really.Its just--"She stopped.
"Maybe you should slow down, so i can catch you."He paused, waiting.He seemed to do that more & more lately, make statements that invited her to admit something dangerous to their friendship.When she didnt answer he added, "Sweet dreams, Ash.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“He tipped her head up. "Don't give up. Don't leave me before you're even here.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“She was afraid, but she couldn't just sit around waiting for someone to save her. She had to try to save herself, try to figure it out.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Can I join you at lunch?"
She paused. "You have every other day."
He laughed, a sound as musical as the chiming song of the lupine fey when they ran. "Yes. But you resented it every other day."
"What makes you think I won't resent it today?"
"Hope. It's what I live on...”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“you are my life now. this"_he waved a hand dismissively around him at the club-"the fey, everything, it all falls into place once you accept me"
-kennan”
― Melissa Marr , Wicked Lovely

“Hold me? If you still want to, I mean." She looked away.
"Everyday"--then he was there, lifting her into his arms, holding her like she was fragile and precious--"I want to hold you every day. Nothing will ever change that.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“She stepped closer to one of the statues. It looked wide-eyed, almost afraid as she reached out her hand.
One of the women reached out and snatched Aislinn's still uplifted hand. "No."
The women spoke all at once, not to her or to Keenan, but softly-as if to themselves-in a sibilant whisper. "He's ours. Fair exchange. Not yours to interfere.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Tell me a story,' she whispered.
'What kind of story?'
'One that'll make me have good dreams.'
'Better give me a rating for that dream.'
'Surprise me.'
....
'Once upon a time there was a girl...'
'Not a princess.'
'No. Definitely not. She was too smart to be a princess. Tough, too.'
'Yeah?'
'Oh yeah. Stronger than anyone realized.'
'Does she live happily ever after?'
'Shouldn't there be something in the middle?'
'I like to read the ending first. So did she?'
'Yes.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Good night, Seth."
"So you're running again, then?" One of his boots thudded on the floor.
"I'm not running."
The other boot hit the floor. "Really?"
"Really. It's just—" She stopped; she didn't have anything that would finish that sentence and be honest.
"Maybe you should slow down, so I can catch you." He paused, waiting.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“The faery was beautiful- stunning - the way a storm is when you wake up and see lightning streak across the sky. And probably just as dangerous.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“It was her choice. In a world where so many choices weren't hers, it was a wonderful thing.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“With a strange half-mocking tone, Aislinn said, "It's not just guys like those today. Even the pretty ones can be awful. Don't trust them just because they're pretty."
Donia laughed, coldly, sounding every bit Beira's creature in that moment. "Where were you when I needed that advice? I've already gone out with the biggest mistake a girl can make.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“The girl's kind, good. . . . Totally too good for you."
"So were you." He kissed her cheek, singed it with his lips. "You still are."
"Bastard." She shoved him, ignoring the burning in her palm from touching him.
He put a hand on his shoulder, metling the ice that formed where she'd pushed too hard. It crackled under his touch. "Only because Beira murdered my father.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Maybe you should slow down, so I can catch you.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“... a person can't un-know the truth.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“Then she was alone- with only a wolf for companionship- waiting to tell the next girl what a folly it was to love him, to trust him.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely

“How was I to know? ... You didn't say anything."

"I said lots of things," he corrected gently. "You just didn't hear them.”
― Melissa Marr, Wicked Lovely