64 Quotes About Ruby

Black ia the color that is no color at all.Black is the color of a child’s still, empty bedroom. The heaviest hour of night—the one that traps you in your bunk, suffocating in another nightmare. It is a uniform stretched over the broad shoulders of an angry young man. Black is the mud, the lidless eye watching your every breath, the low vibrations of the fence that stretches up to tear at the sky.

He came back in a body bag.

Did you know...you make me so happy that sometimes I actually forget to breath? I'll be looking at you, and my chest will get so tight...and it's like, the only thought in my head is how much I want to reach over and kiss you.

My, my." A feral grin spread across Cole's face. "Little brother must be a good kisser.

You don’t know the effect your words have on me, Lady Firebrand. It took years to build up this ice. You will melt it and then I will be broken.

You mean this research?

Did Brother Thistle train you in the most effective methods of communicating with me?"His head lifted and his lips curved. “He may have given me some advice.”“And you took it?” My brows rose.“I’m experimenting with it. If it doesn’t work, I’ll go back to my tried and true method.”“By which you mean threats and orders.”His smile widened.

How handsome he must have been before he was burned. Heat flared over my skin. How handsome he was now.

His reasoning was sound, but his remark about carrying me all the way to the river still rankled. “You speak as if I’m as heavy as an ox,” I said. “Last week I was a bundle of sticks.”“You’re still too thin.”“Perhaps if I gain some weight, you won’t call me a stick anymore.”“You may hope to one day be a branch.”I glanced at him sharply, unable to repress a little flutter of delight that he was bothering to joke with me.“A log, even,” I suggested.“Doubtful,” he said wryly.