Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes

Wouldn't have pegged you for a dancer," he spoke to my mind "Funny, I would have pegged you for a stalker," I shot back.

I think I'm more of a guardian angel girl.

You’re impinging on my private space,” I said, inching backward. Patch gave a barely-there smile. "Impinging? This isn’t the SAT, Nora.

I'm not good," he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, "but I was worse.

Hank had left me his doomed army, and he’d left Marcie his inheritance. Unfair didn’t begin to cover it.

Your mom isn’t going to let me step foot inside this place. I’ve seen the gun she keeps on the top shelf of the pantry.

Tell me what's going on here. Why can I hear your voice inside my head and why did you say you came to school for me?" "I was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.

For the first time all day I felt safe. Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly stalking me. Maybe not so safe.

She shrieked. "Nora! What happened to the banister!" Good thing she hadn't seen her bedroom yet.

But if the choice I have to make comes down to you or me, I choose you. I always have. All my love, Patch

Violence doesn't equal strength.

It isn't about love," Vee said. "It's about fun.

I don't go out with strangers," I said. "Good thing I do. I'll pick you up at five.

I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night's rain. Or Angel Magic

His eyes made a slow scan of my closet doors, which were cracked. “I thought I heard something.” “Yeah, well, guess what? I’m a living, breathing person, and every now and then I make noise!

This ring belongs to the black hand. He killed your dad.

This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I knew of no better omen.

Patch backed me into a tree and kissed me, hard. I regained my breath. "Boys take not everywhere: That was a kiss.

It’s so real." "Most dreams are. It isn't until you wake up that you see all the plot holes.

The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.

Boys like girls who look like...girls.

I called Vee. "How are you doing?" I asked. "Good. How are you?" "Good." Silence. "Okay," Vee said in a rush, "I am still totally freaked out. You?" "Totally.

I shouldn't have been looking at lingerie. It naturally made me think about sexy things. Like kissing. Like Patch.

In the end, the only thing between us was silence.

Do you think the Bible is accurate? I mean, do you think it's real?" " I think Pastor Calvin is hot. In a fortysomething way. That pretty much sums up my religious conviction

See, when you lie to me it hurts," Rixon said, swiping an imaginary tear. "I thought we had something special. I thought our joint eternal sentences of damnation were our bond.

How did you get in?" "I move in mysterious ways." "God moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightening-here one moment, gone the next.

Girl, I'm going to show you the bear in hug.

You're mine, Angel. And I'm yours. Nothing can change that.

What I really wanted was the impossible.

We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.

Don't make me regret this", I said breathless. "You haven't regretted me once.

I'm not the distraction in the room.' 'Oh? And what might be?' -Nora & Patch (PG 242)

I learned that I was either crazy in love with you, or putting on the best performance of my life.' -Nora (PG 263)

I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life.

That woman." Vee hissed, "I'm making the sign of the cross right now.

Let me show you,” he said in my ear. “Like this. Feel that? Relax. Now pivot your hips—it’s all in the hips.

You've got food stuck in your teeth," Vee told Marcie. "In the crack between your two front teeth. Looks like chocolate Ex-Lax.

men are attracted to beauty because it indicates health and youth—no point mating with a sickly woman who won’t be around to raise the children.

Or, if you decide you want to sleep at my place, on opposite sides of my bedroom with a Do Not Cross line drawn down the middle, I'll do it. I won't like it, but I'll do it.

I need to brush my teeth. And I need a shower." He grinned, hopping off the bike. "Now that is an invitation.

My history is long, and not much of it is good. I can't erase it, but I'm determined not to make another mistake. Not when the stakes are high, not when it comes to you.

His were the kind of eyes that held secrets. The kind that lied without flinching. The kind that once you looked into them, it was hard to break away.

I couldn't look at you and breath at the same time.

His muscles flexed under his clothes, holding me, leading me. Never letting me stray far.

Your enemy's enemy is your friend

You laugh, but you haven't seen me in a tux. Or maybe you don't like broad-shouldered guys with muscular chest and washboard abs?

You're crazy. You're impossible.' 'I'm crazy?' He tipped my chin up and planted a quick, rough kiss on my mouth. 'And I must be crazy for putting up with it.

and just like that, I shut off the switch to my brain.

..but maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things I refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.