421 Quotes by Susan Ee

I give Raffe a quick hug. I don’t care who sees me at this point. Raffe might, though.

What’s wrong with going with me?” I ask. “No one wants to be stuck with love birds.” Howler shakes his head. “Awkward,” says Cyclone, already walking toward Thermo.

He moves to kiss me but winces. I lean over to him and pause just as our lips are about to touch. I like the heat and electric tingles on my lips from his closeness.

Whatever the reason, he reluctantly pulls the cushions from the back of my couch. He pauses, looking like he’s about to change his mind. Then he slides in behind me.

He holds me so tight that if an army of scorpions came and tried to drag me out of his arms, they wouldn’t be able to.

I walk down the center of the street in our old neighborhood. I recognize the cracked building with the graffiti of an angel that has the words ‘Who will guard against the guardians?

But he’s watching me instead. I walk over to him, feeling self-conscious. Flying in his arms earlier was the business of war, and we didn’t have much time to think about anything other than escape. This time it’s by choice, and I can’t help but think about his strong arms holding me and his warm skin brushing against mine.

Maybe we can relax here for a few seconds,” says Little B. “Oops, time’s up,” says Howler, slapping his hand on Little B’s shoulder. “Back to being tense and hunted.

It is painful to see that people prefer a bad guy who looks like an angel to a good guy who looks like a demon.