Aileen Erin Quotes

I didn't want to have to say this, but I double-dog dare you." I couldn't stop the grin. "What are you? Twelve?" "What are you? Forty?" He

Lucas didn't say anything as he lifted me up, sliding me onto his lap and pulling me close. Warmth surrounded me as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I sighed and followed along, putting my arms around his waist. I felt safe with him. Secure. It was like coming home. I

He cleared his throat. I didn't set out to turn her. My wolf momentarily took control. It seems he has chosen her as his mate.

Just when I thought I understood Lucas, he went and changed the game.

My wolf wants to claim you. To make you mine. To protect you. But I'm trying to give you time, give you a choice even if it's killing me. It's why I keep messing up. I should've just staked my claim and let you deal with having me attached at your hip.

I moaned and he growled in response.

He winked at me and my heart stuttered.

Don't be so stubborn. When you feel lost or don't get something, just come to me. I'll always be there to help." That was sweet.

No. No break. We don't need a break. I'm not perfect, but I get it. I can't see you run away from me again. So we stop this. We're all in, because there is no other option for me. You're my mate. You're it for me. You have to trust me.

The more I thought about it the more questions I had. And not only about my cousins, but about St. Ailbe's. And those wolf-dog things. And that guy. Mostly about that guy.

Because there was no way I was letting that vision play out. I had a future I wanted, and by God, I was going to fucking get it.

My room is much better than Axel's and that's what counts, right?" "That's right," Dad said. "Hey!" Axel said.

my father says, do as I say, not as I do.

He held out his hand. As soon as we touched, an electric spark stung my fingertips. I pulled away, shaking my hand. "What was that?" Dastien looked at his hand as if it were a stranger. "I don't know." "I'd say static electricity, but that doesn't quite cover it." I'd felt it in my soul. "No. That was something else. Something more." He

Can we please drop the whole 'school starts tomorrow' talk? I'd like to live in denial for a little while longer.

I took another bite of my ice cream as the girl tried to stop the fight. Ice cream and a fight? Best mall trip ever.

There was really way too much hotness going on back there.

She was dead set on becoming his mate, regardless of how he felt." A little growl slipped through me. "Mate," Dastien said softly to me. I tried to breathe through the jealousy. Dastien placed his warm hand in mine and calm poured into me.

What's wrong with knowing that I'm awesome?" He

I wouldn't let you out of my sight if I could manage it." I tugged on his hand. "Not cool. That's more than a little stalker-ish, dude." He laughed. "Okay. So that didn't come out right." He thought for a second. "How about I'd like to spend as much time with you as you'll let me." I nodded. "Better. Just this side of Stalkerville." He gazed down at me. "I thought girls liked that kind of thing." "Yeah. It's kind of nice." I grinned.

Well, why don't you shit in one hand and wish in the other. Let's see which fills up faster.

I nearly gave a fist pump. Thank God for rules I was totally clueless about.

That one touch and I felt his aura, warming me to the core. It was so clear and bright. So strong. I could see a supernatural's aura all the time, but feeling it, that was something infinitely more personal and unique. It didn't happen that often. Only when the person was being very open with me and letting me in. Almost as soon as the touch was there, it was gone. And I missed it. What

He ran his nose along my neck and I moaned. Goose bumps spread out along my skin as he muttered something in French. I loved it when he did that. He

I'd do anything for you, Tessa. I know you don't realize that now, but you will.

I watched Dastien take the first couple of steps. His lithe movements mesmerized me. His muscles tensed and released under his tight grey T-shirt, and his jeans made his butt look so cute. I tilted my head as I stared. He chose that moment to look back at me. "You coming?" A grin spread across his face. "What are you looking at?" "Just enjoying the view." No

I closed my eyes as I put my hand in his. It was different the second time. Something clicked into place and I could almost sense a line of energy connecting us. I gasped as it tightened around my heart.

I dusted my books off, placing each one - sorted alphabetically and by genre - on the shelves Dad installed. What some people might call "anal," I'd call efficient. What good was it to have a book if you couldn't find it when you wanted it?

The only thing I knew about him was that we had the same odd taste in music and that his butt looked really awesome in those jeans. There

I hated when people said 'no offense' or I don't mean to be rude.' If someone is going to say something rude or offensive, they should just say it or not. Trying to pawn it off as something not rude or offensive when it clearly was, was beyond insulting.

The back door slammed. Dad walked down the back steps in his work clothes. Even in this heat he wore a suit.
"Just what in the hell are you doing to my daughter that she runs - runs - the whole way home from school?"

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