“Shards of emotional green shot through Talen’s golden eyes. “He did it for my mate. Eating a virus that might kill him. For my mate.” A pebble skipped across the cement when Talen kicked it. “I don’t know whether to hug him or punch him in the face.”
Dage grinned. “Hell. It’s Kane. Do both.”
Talen returned the grin, then quickly sobered.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, quote from Claimed
“to play tomorrow since it’s a full moon, so let’s have some fun tonight.” Katie sat with a sigh. “The guys will be planning strategy for several hours, so we should have some peace and”
― Rebecca Zanetti, quote from Claimed
“I’m with the man, not the king. The king can kiss my ass.”
The king had every intention of kissing her ass, maybe biting it as well.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, quote from Claimed
“What do you know about quantum physics?” An unwilling curiosity welled up in Emma. “Not much except that it’s a modern theory that explains the nature and behavior of energy and matter on the atomic and subatomic level.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, quote from Claimed
“I’ve waited centuries for your touch, Emma.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, quote from Claimed
“You’ve never met the king, love.” He nipped her ear and her knees began to tremble. “It’s the man who has you.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, quote from Claimed
“I should have known the Queen of the Realm would be a pain in my ass.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, quote from Claimed
“Brightston.” An odd energy containing more than mere female anger pulsed around the woman. Shifter? Witch? “Former lover”
― Rebecca Zanetti, quote from Claimed
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“Who is he?”
Eleanor lowered her voice, the name rolling off her tongue like a dark secret. “Dante Berlin.”
I laughed. “Dante? Like the Dante who wrote the Inferno? Did he pick that name just to cultivate his ‘dark and mysterious’ persona?”
Eleanor shook her head in disapproval. “Just wait till you see him. You won’t be laughing then.”
I rolled my eyes. “I bet his real name is something boring like Eugene or Dwayne.”
I expected Eleanor to laugh or say something in return, but instead she gave me a concerned look. I ignored it.
“He sounds like a snob to me. I bet he’s one of those guys who know they’re good-looking. He probably hasn’t even read the Inferno. It’s easy to pretend you’re smart when you don’t to anyone.”
Eleanor still didn’t respond. “Shh . . .” she muttered under her breath.
But before I could say “What?” I heard a cough behind me. Oh God, I thought to myself, and slowly turned around.
“Hi,” he said with a half grin that seemed to be mocking me.
And that’s how I met Dante Berlin.
So how do you describe someone who leaves you speechless?
He was beautiful. Not Monet beautiful or white sandy beach beautiful or even Grand Canyon beautiful. It was both more overwhelming and more delicate. Like gazing into the night sky and feeling incredibly small in comparison. Like holding a shell in your hand and wondering how nature was able to make something so complex yet to perfect: his eyes, dark and pensive; his messy brown hair tucked behind one ear; his arms, strong and lean beneath the cuffs of his collared shirt.
I wanted to say something witty or charming, but all I could muster up was a timid “Hi.”
He studied me with what looked like a mix of disgust and curiosity.
“You must be Eugene,” I said.
“I am.” He smiled, then leaned in and added, “I hope I can trust you to keep my true identity a secret. A name like Eugene could do real damage to my mysterious persona.”
I blushed at the sound of my words coming from his lips. He didn’t seem anything like the person Eleanor had described.
“And you are—”
“Renee,” I interjected.
“I was going to say, ‘in my seat,’ but Renee will do.”
My face went red. “Oh, right. Sorry.”
“Renee like the philosopher Rene Descartes? How esoteric of you. No wonder you think you know everything. You probably picked that name just to cultivate your overly analytical persona.”
I glared at him. I knew he was just dishing back my own insults, but it still stung. “Well, it was nice meeting you,” I said curtly, and pushed past him before he could respond, waving a quick good-bye to Eleanor, who looked too stunned to move.
I turned and walked to the last row, using all of my self-control to resist looking back.”
― Yvonne Woon, quote from Dead Beautiful
“Sometimes in this life it is necessary to sacrifice oneself for the good of others . - Mam”
― Joseph Delaney, quote from Curse of the Bane
“But these great minds cannot avoid doing extraordinary things!”
― Samuel Richardson, quote from Clarissa, or, the History of a Young Lady
“Steven, I know I phrased that as a question, but it was really a command.
Yes, but mine is…ummm…private.
Private, Steven?
Yes, Miss Palma.
PRIVATE Steven?
Again with the capital letters?”
― Jordan Sonnenblick, quote from Drums, Girls & Dangerous Pie
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― Simone Elkeles, quote from Return to Paradise
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