447 Quotes by L.J. Shen

Roman ‘Bane’ Protsenko was beautiful like a Pushkin paragraph. You could read his face from a thousand times, and each time, you’d find something new to admire.

I loved her when I hated her. And I loved her when I didn’t want anything to do with her. I was so crazy about her, the lines had blurred together. Feelings were mixed, emotions twisted together.

Maybe I am the monster. After all, I come out to play at night. But so do you, little one. You’re out in the darkness, too.

Falling in love is when you lose yourself slowly, piece by piece. Infatuation is when you lose yourself all at once. Love is like ivy. It wraps around you, chokes every part of you quietly. It is not patient, or kind, or gentle. It is needy, cunning, and suffocating.

Lovely ceremony, gorgeous bride. Take care of her.” Troy brushed his thumb over his lips, scanning my body like it was dessert.

Even the biggest wave crashes. You’re about to hit the sand. I hope you like the taste of dust.

We’re sucking air from each other’s mouths. We’re doing it all wrong. My lips open for him. His open, too. My heart is pounding so hard I can feel the blood whooshing in my veins when he says, “Not yet. I’ll take that, too, but not yet.

You’re crazy, uncalculated and lethal for me.” I take a step in her direction. “So yeah. Being by your side is exactly where I should be.

You were always mine. -Black.