Young Adult Romance Quotes

He tugs me closer, and my ankles lock behind him. "Is it PG-13 time?

I can't look at you. I don't want to talk to you. I just want my things. I want to go home.-Blaire Wynn

From beneath the folds of his robes, he reveals a small steel dagger. “You have tempted fate so many times already and still yield to it. Time for history to rewrite itself. Time for Tutankhamen to have a new ending.” Aten holds the hilt out to me.I stare at the dagger. The hilt is bronze, carved with sun discs that glow when they catch the sun. “What do you want me to do with that?”Aten smiles a white, gaping grin. “Kill Tutankhamen and carve out his heart.

It's been a pleasure pleasing you.

I'm sorry," I heard him say again. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a sudden blur of movement as he slid out of his seat, left some bills for the breakfast he wouldn't eat, and walked away. And as he did, I thought again of those mornings in the hallway at school, way back in ninth grade. Everything had started in such sharp detail, each aspect pronounced and clear. Obviously, endings were different. Harder to see, full of shapes that could be one thing or another, with all the things that you were once so sure of suddenly not familiar, if they were even recognizable at all.

Why can’t I take you? Why is it so hard? You have the other half of my soul; with you I will be complete! So. Then. Why?” Crispin murmured clenching his fists. Oh, he pitied the fool who would be in his way once he returned to his domain. “Oh, what suffering will befall them in her place,” he smiled wickedly. ~Crispin~

But first I had to get through the ironing. It took a lot of patience. I had none. It took forever, and then I had to press the whole shirt again to get out the creases I’d pressed into it.

He wishes he could remember everything. Anything. He doesn’t sense a bone in his body that can feel compassion or worthiness. Self-pity hides away as well, the lowest form of emotion not even capable of resting in his wrecked mind.

Frickin' hit me with the speeding car, now. Take away my intense craving to force myself against him and taste his lips.

Because your soul, on this soulless planet, sticks out like one star in a starless sky. And it’s beautiful.

She pulls her hand away and Damian feels the sensation of falling, a somersault into a foreign abyss where a girl with eggplant hair and a hoop in her brow waits in the darkness.

Our experiences shape who we are.

It's not how you start, it's how you finish.

Pain is an old friend who left briefly and has now returned. Starvation without sustenance, I had grown acquaint. Satiety was a stranger who invaded my deepest being, and now I cannot live without.

When they’re together, the world could fall apart around them and they’d never notice or care as long as they have each other.

He kissed my palm, lingering his lips on my skin. Then he inhaled. "Mmmm," he moaned. " Like gin to an alcoholic. Sweet as fresh molasses and deadly as snake venom.

To me, guitar notes are the most beautiful sounds in the world.

The hours tick by as I lie in bed.Memories keep surfacing, tormenting me into unbelievable sadness. I can't bring myself to move. I can't fight the memories that keep filling my thoughts. I stay curled in the fetal position as each memory plays out. I can't stop them from coming. I can't make them go away. Nothing can distract me. I can't block the memories, so they continue to come.

You are more beautiful at first light then most girls are dressed and glamorous." Dana Christy

Picking me up, Lucas lays me on a blanket of soft sand and says, "You have no idea what you do to me.

You're the sunrise to my eyes every morning.

Sylvia grabs my sleeve. “He’s a looker.”“I know. The problem is, he knows it, too.

She wasn't his girlfriend. She was his bubblegum girl--only fun until she lost her flavor.

Jace’s husky voice almost came out in a purr. He said, “You want to make a bet on that, Charlie.” Oh yeah, he can sell that stuff alright. “No worries,” Jace was saying. “I only have eyes for you.” He touched the tip of my nose with his finger. I swatted him away. Jace laughed. ~Jace~

I knew that Jessie and I were going to be okay; I knew we were all going to be okay. And I had faith that wherever our individual paths led us would be exactly where we were always meant to be. For a girl that had never believed in anything, this realization meant everything.

You are my star in this dark, dark world that we inhabit.

It's absurd how crazy love can make you......but even more absurd how stupid jealousy can make you!

But when she finally did look up, I realized my fatal mistake. That by not leaping for her when she jumped, she thought that I no longer wanted to catch her.

I wanted to remind you that you do not allow me to deliver boats, as I have been known to crash them.

I’ve heard the name before: Anubis. An Egyptian name. The name of a god.The god of the dead.

I could have killed you,” I snarl.“You think you can become a god. You always meddle and change and create. No, that is not the way. What is shall always be. What is known shall always stand.”“Then you’ve never been in a laboratory!

Nikki looks at me, confused. “What’s wro

It is said that our destiny is set, predetermined before conception. But I myself, have never been a believer…

In the year 2052, it's not love but hate that unites the world.

I grab the nearest lamppost when my knees threaten to give out, panting for breath as the words rip through me

So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? –

Most people think that love doesn’t stand the test of time – that it is eternal only as long as it lasts – but love is an unquenchable flame. It is only the fires of momentary desire that burn too fast and go out far too quickly without leaving behind a single trace.

We Were young. He didn't love me. He just thought he did. Simple as that.- Blaire Lynn

My mind screams for me to run, but my feet are planted where they are. This can’t be happening. This can’t be real. There’s no way this is real!

I realized someone else might tell you you're pretty. I'd do anything to keep you away from that person.

I realise it’s going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I’ve ever met, wants to kiss me.

I bet if I were pharaoh, I’d have had my tomb planned and designed by the time I was ten. I've always wanted to be five steps ahead of where I am. And my mind does it right now: I picture the king on his deathbed, and Ay delivers the awful news to me, but I'm the best embalmer in Thebes thanks to Anubis, so I'm alone in a dark room, and I cut open his soft chest, and take out a heart filled with dreams and love and sadness.

And to think of all the colors in the world, blood chose to be red.

Wracking sobs rip from the innermost chamber of my heart, and I give into them, allowing them to fully take over. Pain lances me on all sides, and I bury my head in my knees, giving in to the heartache.I cry for my parents.For my lost life.For the threat that Addison poses, scaring me in ways it shouldn’t.For a boy I can’t have and shouldn’t want.For the never-ending gut-wrenching hollow ache in my chest and the soul-crushing loneliness I feel.

He grinned at me and whispered, “I’m going to kiss you now. It’ll be a big one, so don’t hit me.

Carlos, are we in complete understanding with each other?”“Yeah,” I say. “As long as it’s not in your house and you don’t know about it, you’re okay with us messin’ around.”“I know you’re joking with me. You are joking with me, aren’t you?”“Maybe.

Let the deal be spoken first and then manipulate it to your advantage.

I radiated with all the stars in the night sky and the courage of a thousand men ran through my veins.

No god will spare you forgiveness for loving me.

From so high above it, the world seems ordered and deliberate.But I know it's more than that. And less. It is structured and chaotic. Beautiful and strange.