200 Quotes by Alyson Noel

The two of us warmed by a bold beam of light that wicks the moisture from my dress, my hair, and my skin – returning it to the sky where it promises to find me again in the form of dew, snow, or rain.

What we think about, what we concentrate on, will always, always, be reflected on the outside.

So cute how you called out for Damen after conjuring that chaste little love scene in your head.

Because I don’t have everything I want. Not even close.

After two solid weeks of waking up in Damen’s bed, wrapped in Damen’s arms, you’d think I’d have grown used to it by now. But nope. Not even close. Though I could get used to it. I’d like to get used to it.

Are you staring at me because you’ve seen my doppelganger roaming the halls, playing kind of the cafeteria? Or because you need to borrow a pencil and you’re too shy to ask?

Damen’s The One. Always has been. Always will be.

Six hundred years is an awfully long time, Ever. So long it’s impossible for either of us to imagine. Though it is more than enough time to rack up a few dirty skeletons for the old metaphorical closet, right?

Family dinner. Seven-thirty sharp. Tie optional. Straight-jacker required.