Paper Princess Quotes

“Somewhere along the line, I started thinking that if I just got through this bad experience, this bad day, that tomorrow I’d have something better, brighter, newer.
I still believe that. I still believe that there’s something good out there for me. I just have to keep going until my time comes.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“It’s you. It’s always been you and I’m tired of fighting it.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“You’re poking a tiger.”

I shrug. “He poked me first.”

Callum shakes his head. “And I thought raising five boys was an adventure. I haven’t seen anything yet, have I?”

- Callum Royal”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“My skill, if I have one, isn’t dancing. It’s my ability to believe that tomorrow can be a better day.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“You want me to say it?” he whispers. “Fine, I’ll say it. I want you. I fucking want you.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“I hate feeling like I don't belong.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Look, I like you. Didn’t think I would but I do, and because I like you, I feel the need to warn you that we Royals are pretty fucked up. We’re good in bed, but out of it? We’re like a stage four hurricane.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Reed Royal has broken me. I’ve fallen from the sky and I’m not sure I can get up. Not this time.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Nuh-uh, you’re not getting off that easy. I want you to say it. Tell your big brother about your crush on your other big brother.”
“You’re imagining things. I’m not crushing on Reed,” I lie.
“Bull.”
“I’m not,” I insist, but Easton sees right through me.
“Shit, Ella, I need a smoke every time you two are within five feet of each other.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“I was having the best dream,” I mumble as he curls his body around my back.

“What was it?” he says roughly.

“That you showed up in my bedroom and held me all night long.”

“I like that dream,” he whispers in my ear and then he does just that—holds me until I fall asleep.

- Ella Harper”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Hey, I was sleeping innocently until a big bear came in and decided that my bed was just right.”

He tugs on my hair. “I think you got the wrong fairytale here.”

“What would be the right one? Aladdin because you plan to take me on a magical carpet ride?” I waggle my eyebrows.

Reed bursts out laughing. “Is that what you think of my dick? That it’s magical?”

I blush so furiously that he laughs even harder. “Damn, you really are a virgin, aren’t you?”

Cheeks still flaming, I flip up my middle finger. “That’s what I think of you and your magical, uh…”

“Dick,” he supplies between laughs. “Come on, virgin, just say it—dick.”

“Oh, you’re a dick, all right.” I glare at him all the way to the car.

- Ella Harper”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“You may have lost your family, but you’re not alone anymore, Ella. You’re a Royal now.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“You belong with us. You’re the best thing that ever happened to this family.”
Surprise filters through me. Okay. Wow.
“You’re ours,” Easton mumbles. “I’m sorry about tonight. I really am, Ella.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“I’m only seventeen. Sometimes that feels too young to have lived the life I have. Sometimes I look around at my surroundings and think, I don’t belong here”
― erin watt, Paper Princess

“I tug his head down to mine. “I need you, Reed. Don’t make me beg.”
And just like that, he gives in. One hand comes up to tangle in my hair while the other pulls me roughly against him. “You don’t ever have to ask again. I’ll give you anything you want.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“I'm not mad at you." He presses the cold cloth against my forehead. "I'm mad at myself. I did this. Well, Easton and I. I brought this on you. I'm Reed the Destroyer." He sounds sad. "Didn't you know that?"

"I don't like that name." He sits next to me, drawing the cloth around and around my face, down my neck and onto my shoulder. It feels heavenly.

"Yeah, and what would you call me instead?" I open my mouth and say, "Mine.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“You should know whatever game you're playing, you can't win. Not against all of us. If you leave now, you won't be hurt. If you stay, we'll break you so bad that you'll be crawling away."

- Reed Royal”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“I’m tired of playing the good, calm girl. I rise up on my knees, reach over and hit him across the top of his head.
“Fuck,” he curses. “What the hell was that for?”
“That’s for being an asshole!” I hit him again…
Reed pushes me back, hard, against the passenger door. “Sit the fuck down! You’re gonna make us crash.”
“I’m not going to sit down!” I swing at him again. “I’m tired of you and your insults and your awful friends!”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“My life is mine. I live it. I control it.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Ella.”
I jump when his warm hand covers mine, and then his head moves to rest on my
shoulder. His soft hair tickles my bare skin, and I force myself not to run a
comforting hand through it. He doesn’t deserve comfort right now.
“You can’t leave,” he whispers, his breath fanning over my neck. “I don’t want
you to go.”
He kisses my shoulder, but there’s nothing sexual about it. Nothing romantic in
the way his hand tightens over my knuckles.
“You belong with us. You’re the best thing that ever happened to this family.”
Surprise filters through me. Okay. Wow.
“You’re ours,” Easton mumbles. “I’m sorry about tonight. I really am, Ella.
Please…don’t be mad at me.”
My anger melts away. He sounds like a lost little boy, and I can’t stop myself
from stroking his hair now. “I’m not mad. But dammit, Easton, the gambling needs
to stop. I might not be there to bail you out next time.”
“I know.” He groans. “You shouldn’t have had to bail me out tonight. I promise
I’ll pay you back, every last cent. I…” He lifts his head and presses a kiss to my
cheek. “Thank you for doing that. I mean it.”
Sighing, I turn my eyes back to the road. “You’re welcome.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“This will never by my home. I don’t belong in splendour. I belong in squalor. That’s what I know. It’s what I’m comfortable with, because squalor doesn’t lie to you. It’s not wrapped in a pretty package. It is what it is.
This house is an illusion. It’s polished and pretty, but the dream Callum is trying to sell is as flimsy as paper. Nothing stays shiny forever in this world.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“but a clean knife still makes a painful wound.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“You want this?” He pumps himself slowly. “You can have it. Lick it, suck it, fuck it, anything you want, baby. As long it’s just with me.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Hiding's not a bad thing. If you run away, you live to fight another day."

Ella Harper - Paper Princess”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Come with me.”

“Let me think on that.” I tap a finger against my bottom lip as if I’m really contemplating his crappily delivered invitation. His eyes drop to watch the movement.

“Okay. I’ve decided. No.”

- Ella Harper”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Do you really think it’s Abby who’s keeping me up at night?”
“I don’t know.” I hesitate. “I don’t want it to be.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“Fate is for the weak--those people who don't have enough power or will to shape life into what they need it to be.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“You’re too much, Easton.” “I am.” He nods solemnly. “It’s why I sleep around. Because no one girl can handle all of me.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“My skill, if I have one, isn’t dancing. It’s my ability to believe that tomorrow can be a better day. I don’t really know where I got this optimism. Maybe it was from Mom. Somewhere along the line, I started thinking that if I just got through this bad experience, this bad day, that tomorrow I’d have something better, brighter, newer.
I still believe that. I still believe that there’s something good out there for me. I just have to keep going until my time comes, because surely, surely, none of this would happen if there wasn’t a reward down the line.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess

“I keep waiting for that movie moment when Reed runs out of the house, screaming for me to come back.

But it never happens.

There’s no rain-filled reunion and the only moisture are the tears I can’t hold back any longer.”
― Erin Watt, Paper Princess