Aly Martinez Quotes

My life hasn't been all that stable over the last few years. However, I'm a firm believer that, when you find someone who fits, you claim them. Immediately.

I'm not going anywhere. You to have nothing to talk about," I announced.
"Babe," Johnson answered at the same time Jude said, "Sweetheart."
"Don't alpha pet-name me!" I exclaimed.

Are you crazy? I'm not going inside my stalker's house alone.
He cocked his head to the side.
Should you ever really go in your stalker's house at all?

I'm not perfect, and I'd like to pretend you aren't, either.

We were the only truth that mattered in any of this. We earned this. I won't lose that. I won't lose you.

I'd never had anything I could call my own, but Eliza Reynolds would always be mine.

I don't know you anymore. I remember the girl that I fell in love with, and if I'm being honest with you, I still love her."
Her chin began to quiver, but my smile grew.
"I want to fall in love with the woman now. I want to know who Ash Victoria Mabie really is." …
"I'm not the same guy you remember. The years have changed me too - in some ways for the better, and some for the worse. Hell, you might hate me in two weeks, but at least give me the chance. I want to make you fall in love with me, not the memories.

Flint, don't get so caught up on the shadow that you forget the man who casts it. You might not be able to walk, but that's the extent of your disability.

Welcome home." Taking both of her hands, I tugged them around my hips and then placed them on my ass. "Where ass- grabbing is now a requirement.

This woman. The one who I claimed was mine. The one who was as much a part of me as gravity and air. The one I'd been starving for most of my life.

There was no longer a fight - my mind and my body were both finally on board. The walls had crumbled and I was clambering over the wreckage with only him in my sights.
I was in it with Henry.
Plain and simple.

I wanted to jump, Sam, but I never once expected the fall to go up.

Mira was the cray woman who could fight for hours, but with one touch, she'd curl into me like she'd finally come home.

My frustration grew. "What. Happened."
Her eyes popped open as she exclaimed, "Nothing."
… Pinching the bridge of my nose, I said, "Rhion, sweetheart, I'm going to be blunt here. I know what it feels like to have you riding me. I'm gonna say that's a hellova lot more than nothing.

It was an impossible situation. Trying to hold on to the life you want, all the while hoping the world crumbles for the person you care about most. Who knew serendipity was such a masochist?

Cupping her jaw, I tilted her head down to rest her forehead on mine. "I know who you are, Charlotte. And I know it doesn't feel like the darkness when we're together." Sliding my hand from her jaw to around her neck, I leaned to the side and lowered her back to the loveseat. "Tell me you feel it too."
Her breathing shuddered. "I feel it.

The echoes are gone, beautiful. And the woman left behind is even more incredible than the one I fell in love with.

Till always made things hard for me, but in some strange way, he always made them infinitely better as well.

Liv James was absolutely everything to me.
Well, almost.
She wasn't mine.
Yet.

What exactly do you say to a woman after you blow up and tell her you want to fuck her in the ass? I'm pretty sure that this is the moment you just cut your losses and move on.

There was never a day when I didn't want you to be mine, Sparrow. I just loved you enough to hope you wouldn't have to be.

Erica, I love you. I never knew you before you had these scars, but that doesn't mean I won't spend my entire life trying to erase them from the inside out … Everyone has scars, Erica. Don't for a second think yours are any different based on how you got them. I love you - scars and all.

However, my wine told me not to worry about it. And who was I to argue with wine? It had never steered me wrong before.

At some point, you have to make your own life a priority. No one else can do that for you.

If you break her heart, I will ruin you."
…
"We were both ruined a long time ago, Caven. Maybe it's time for us to clear the wreckage and rebuild. Starting with her.

There must be a million women throwing themselves at you. How are you not married with a boatload of kids by now?"

His smile spread impossibly wide. "I hadn't met you yet.

I'm not letting you go, Mira. We'll take some time, get to know each other again. but, if you think for one second that I'm letting you go again, you are the one who has lost your fucking mind.

Hi, I'm Porter Reese." I didn't know it yet. But those four simple words changed my life all over again.

See, if you said green bean, I'd be very upset. However, if you told her an eggplant, I'd probably never wear pants again. So what's it going to be, Jess?

Good, because did you see his ass in those jeans tonight? Seriously, I would gladly go to jail just to hump his leg.

I slid a hand down the rail to cover hers.
It was a simple gesture, but it was easily the greatest decision I'd ever made.
That one touched destroyed a wall.
I wasn't even sure whose wall it had been to begin with - hers or mine. But I would have spent my entire life tearing it down if I could have only predicted what was on the other side.

So, how does this work?" He shoved a hand in his pocket and rocked to his toes. "Do you have an entourage or just the bodyguard you need to take with us?

That has got to be the worst 'I love you' in the history of romance."
His eyebrows popped up. "This isn't romance, Rhion. This is real life."
"The two things are not mutually exclusive. Take it back and I'll give you a do-over later."
"I'm not taking shit back. I love you."
"No, you don't."
"Yeah, I fucking do."
"Well, I don't accept. You weren't even smiling."
All at once, he knifed up off the bed. His upper body crushed me as he landed on top of me. He dipped low so his face was close with mine. "Love rarely makes a man smile. Especially if said man is me and he has to deal with a crazy woman like you. That doesn't mean I wouldn't burn the world down for you. Extinguish an entire species. And then place their ashes at your feet if it meant you'd smile. But I probably won't be grinning while I do it.

Bodyguard."
Nipping at my mouth, he pulled me even tighter against his firm body. "You should fire him" – kiss – "for letting you go up a bridge every night alone." Kiss
I smiled against his lips. "I'd fire him if he followed me."
"I follow you." He smirked. Kiss.
"Every celebrity needs a stalker I guess. The good news is I happen to like mine."
"That definitely makes my job that much easier.

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I refuse to let you fight me on this. I refuse to deny the way I feel about you. And I absolutely refuse to let you deny what you feel for me. You want this. I get that you're scared, but trust me, I will make this work for us.

All right. All right. I get it. He's your Kevin Costner.

We are officially together. I don't care about the rest of the bullshit we have going on. We're going to figure this out one way or another. No one comes near this but me. Yeah?

She entered my life during a brief period when all the stars had momentarily aligned.
It wasn't until it all exploded, throwing my entire world out of orbit, that I realized she was the greatest gift I'd ever been given.

I arched an eyebrow, incredulous.
Who the fuck are you? Christian Grey?
He curled his lip in disgust.
Who the fuck are you? A post menopausal woman?
Why do you know anything about Christian Grey?

This was one fight I couldn't walk away from.
Quarry Page versus Quarry Page.
The man who suddenly and desperately wanted to claim her versus the man who would protect her at all costs – even from myself.

is nothing in this world that was ever more mine than you," he stated.

Love me more than you hate her. Please.

This is your very own Kindle. No more borrowing mine. I swear, Sarah, I opened it the other day and there was a naked man on the cover of nearly every book in my library.

With one sentence and two steps, forever began. Till Page walked through my door for the very first time.

I'm not falling in love with Emma. Oh, I've more than passed that. I am unquestionably in love with Emma Jane Erickson.

Damn it, Charlotte, we will find a way to make this work. This is my life. This is your life. This is his life. And her life. This is our life and you know it. We'll figure out the details later, but for now, all I need from you is a promise that we are going to do this. No matter what. We're in this together.

She shot me the glare I'd expected. "You're not sleeping in here!"
"Yes, I am."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes." I grabbed her hand to stop her from signing again. "It's late, and we have a date tomorrow night."
Her eyes grew wide as she yanked her hand from my grasp. "We do not have a date."
"Yes, we do.

You're okay.
I'm okay.
We're okay.
Nothing else matters.

You're hurting me … Just you being here physically hurts."
"I'm not trying to hurt you, Sarah. But you should know it's excruciating for me to stay away."
Her shoulders fall and she drops her chin to her chest as tears once again begin to flow from her eyes. "I hate you so much," she chokes out.
"Well, I love you enough to supersede that

Say the word, Cora, and I'll kiss you breathless.

Palming each side of her face, I dropped my forehead to hers. "I'm going to make things awkward. It's kinda what I do. Just bear with me."
She licked her lips, and I was forced to kiss her again. When I finally came back up for air, I continued.
"My name is Samuel Nathan Rivers. I'm twenty-seven. Aquarius. No criminal history. I have a clean bill of health. I'm a democrat, but for God's sake, do not tell my mom. I own a furniture shop and clear six figures a year. I'm not interested in your money. I'll show you my tax return if need be. I'm also not a super-fan interested in your fame. But, for the love of all that's holy, I need you to come home with me.

You don't have to love me, Ramsey. But just so you know, I do love you. I always have and I always will. But right now, I really just want my best friend back." She tapped my pec. "He's in there. I know he is. And you are seriously underestimating me if you think your petty lies are going to stop me.

You took something that belonged to me." He let go of my arm and pushed to his feet.
My mouth fell open and a loud gasp escaped as he took two impossible steps forward.
Pinning me against the wall with his hard body, he lifted a hand to my throat and glided it up until his thumb stroked over my bottom lip. Using my chin, he turned my head and dragged his nose up my neck, stopping at my ear.
After sucking in a deep breath, he released it on a gravelly demand. "And I want her back.

Love changes a man – even when he's not yet a man at all. We were friends, but Thea was still quiet, stoic, borderline rude a lot of the time. However, in that tree, suffering alone and also together, I fell in love with her like the stars falling from the sky.
Thea made me feel.
It didn't take long before I was utterly addicted.

Please stop hiding and actually live your life." He pauses long enough to squeeze my shoulder. "It's killing me to watch you fade into the background.

Are you done getting your head straight?"
"No," I admitted.
He nodded. "You ready to let me help you do that yet?"
I closed my eyes and breathed, "Porter. I don't--"
His deep and masculine voice became desperate. "Let me in, Charlotte. We'll take it slow band start in the dark if that's what you need. But I want you in the light, sweetheart. Whatever it takes to get you there, I'll do it. I just need you to let me in so I can try.

You're mine, Ramsey. You can try to fight me. You can hate me. You can lie to yourself for the rest of your life … But wherever you are, however long you are there, you are always mine

What's your last name"…
"Rivers."
"Shut up. I'm serious."
"So am I … Just think how fun your name would be if we got married." I winked.
She glared.
"What? Too soon?

"Rivers.""Rivers."

I'd happily give up every noise in the world if I could just keep her laugh.

I just wanted to be with her. To show her who I truly was - not the jaded asshole she probably remembered. I wanted to find out who she had become and, even more than that, who she wanted to be. And then I wanted to be the one to give her that.
I draped an arm across her hips then pulled, forcing her to roll over on top of me. Her laughter abruptly stopped when I grazed a soft kiss over her lips. "No more running. Give me time to fix this.

It's different and bold. It stands out amongst a blank world of black, white, and gray. Orange is the early morning sun stretching across the sky and the color of a burning ember standing tall in the middle of a beach bonfire. It's leaves in the fall, carrots in Nana's vegetable soup on a cold winter day, tulips in the spring, and the ladybugs in the middle of the grassy park on a hot summer afternoon. Orange is life. It's unexpected but beautiful.

She was just a sad girl who liked to write songs. And I was nothing more than a simple guy who was lucky enough to have made her fall in love with him.

I love you. I love you despite it all, and now, I'm standing here, begging you to love me despite it all too.

When did you shrink? You look like dehydrated shit.

We can be beautifully flawed together.

It's not always going to be this easy, baby. No matter how much we say the past is in the past, there are going to be times when resentment claws its way through our flames. And it's going to take both of us, together, working as a team to fight that back." I tucked a stray hair behind her ear and allowed my gaze to roam her beautiful face. Fuck, this woman owned me. She always had. Always would. "I'm committing to do that with you Mira. I'm committing to fight harder than I've ever fought for anything in my life. Because we're fucking worth it.

I'm so sorry I fucked this up. Just tell me how to fix it."
She sniffled and backed away. "Open your eyes, Till. I'm sick of letting the Earth spin under my feet while you circle around me. We belong together, but if that isn't going to happen, I have to start moving on … I don't want to live in a world where the windows are locked and the Page boys don't eat me out of house and home. So I am begging you, Till. Wake. Up.

I've given it a seriously less than mediocre effort, but I can't seem to stop touching her. It's just something about the way every connection sends a spark of electricity through… Okay, fine. She makes me hard.

He was mine.
And I had always been his.
No one else.

I swear. It's me and you forever, Ramsey."
"I swear too."
His voice only became more urgent. "I can't do this without you."
"Do what?"
He lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. "Breathe.

I felt it – that magical spark that turned into a wildfire and melded people together. Time wasn't a factor. It didn't deteriorate or fade. Nor was it a physical thing you could break or a feeling you could get over. I'd found it – whatever the fuck it was – with Mira York when I was twenty-three years old. It didn't matter that our half-ass relationship had only lasted six months. It didn't even matter that she'd never felt that spark for me. It was still fucking inside me, taunting and tormenting me, craving her in any and every possible way I could have her.
And I didn't really want to ignore it at all.

Self-defense isn't a one-stop shop that will make her invincible, but I'm hoping I can light a fire inside her to maybe explore this further. It doesn't hurt that I'll have to touch her while we do it. While I think that may make me an asshole, I can live with that fact. I would never hurt her, but I wouldn't mind making her come a time or twelve. Yeah, that absolutely makes me an asshole, but I'm still okay with it.

He was the bandage - and, now, the wound.

Trouble and disgrace was all I'd ever be able to give you. And let me tell you, that is a hard fucking pill to swallow when you're in love with a woman. But it's the truth. You deserve better than me. I knew it then. I know it even more after today. You gotta let me go, Thea. You just have to.

I prefer my lovers with a dick."
We are both in luck, because I just so happen to have one of those growing in my pants as we speak.

There had never been a point in my life that I hadn't been in love with Thea Hull. It was exactly why I let her go.

Oh, God, no! Not your fragile ego!" I slapped my hands to my cheeks and feigned horror, earning me one of Till's one-sided grins. "I know. I took it hard. I had to flex in front of the mirror for a full five minutes before I was able to come down here.

I don't know the what, when, where or why about my life, but as I stroke her hair on the way home, I suddenly know the who.

Please, Jess, I don't want to stand here for another minute without kissing you. I've had a shit night and I'd love to forget it with you. When I'm with you, the world goes silent.

There isn't a woman in the world who doesn't have demons of some sort. No matter who I end up with, it's always going to be a struggle." I kissed her hair again, letting it linger as if my lips were able to transfer the truth of my words. "Levee, I'd like to struggle with you.

Baby, I withered for you. I burned at the stake day after day, knowing he didn't love you. Knowing you'd chosen him. knowing there was not one goddamn thing I could do to make you change your mind. Hating you was the only way I survived.

Don't try to get to know me, Cora. I'm not a puzzle you can figure out or a broken lamp you can put back together." He patted his chest. "This thing living inside me. It fucking burns. And if you get too close, I swear to God, it's gonna light you on fire too. I will not be responsible for that." He took a giant step toward me and seethed, "I cannot be responsible for that.

I fucking hated labels. Always had.
But maybe that was because no one had ever given me the right one.
At least, not until that moment.
Gay. Straight. Bi. None of them fit me the way mine did rolling off Henry's tongue.
Suddenly, it was the only label I'd ever wanted.

I more than like you. I hardly know you, but I want to keep you. Just the way you are. Maybe forever.

I became utterly addicted to her and the escape from reality we provided each other. Throughout the years, she had boyfriends and I had girlfriends, but there wasn't a single night that I didn't hear her voice.

I need--"
I cut her off. Using her wrist, I guided her hand down to my denim-covered cock. "Me. You need me."
I only knew because I needed her.
And, as her face softened, the truth tumbled from her mouth. "I really do."
"Then take it.

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Oh God…"
"I don't see anyone named God here, baby. I want you screaming my name when I make you come, not God."
"Brett."
"There we go, much better.

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Over the last few weeks, I've learned things. But I'm far from knowing you, and I'm starting to feel like you are never going to let me in."
"What are you talking about? Of course you know me," I argued.
"No. I know the pieces you've given me. Beautiful pieces. Pieces I fucking love. But, if you want to take this relationship to the next level, I need more than that.

I just don't understand why you're trying so hard. It was really a long time ago."
"Because, when I was nineteen years old, I fell in love with a girl who changed my life by showing me that even the darkest nights still had stars and it didn't matter one bit that you had to lie in the weeds to see them. We were kids and I barely knew her, but I loved her. I should have been there while she grew up, but I was a fool. Now, I have the woman back and I have every intention of making her fall in love with me again, and this time ...I'm never letting go.

Henry made the shooing motion toward him. "Go ahead, hot man. Smoke your cigarette. And, before you ask, yes, I'm perfectly okay with you envisioning it's me you're putting in your mouth.

I'm not a free man, Rita. I'm your man. Whether we're ready for it or not doesn't change the fact that I'm in love with you.

Syllables and letters may not be tangible, but they can still destroy your entire life faster than a bullet from a gun.
One word.
That was all it took to extinguish the sun from my sky.

Whether it was on the bridge or in a hospital room not even two hours ago, your tears have always told me the truth." I dropped my damp thumb to her lips. "These are not as honest. Don't tell me you're fine. Don't tell me you have to go. Don't tell me that everything is okay. Just tell me the truth your eyes are so desperate for me to hear.

You're strange."
He looks up from the book with a humor-filled expression. "If, by strange, you mean insanely sexy, then yes, I would have to agree with you." He smirks.

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I need some truths, beautiful. I don't want you to relive any details for me, but even the general idea of who you really are would be amazing."
"Slate," I whisper, swallowing around the newly formed lump in my throat.
"I want you. All of you. Not these little bits I hear echoing around the room. I just want you, Riley.

In my dreams, you were walking," I whispered, kissing his chest.
"In mine, you stayed," he replied on a deep, content sigh.

Damn, Q. if I had known you were gonna look like this, I might have let you feel my boobs all those times you tried."
He busted out laughing. "Who says I didn't? You're a pretty deep sleeper.

Life was all about the little things.
And, in just one night, it made me realize that Rita was one of life's big things.

She named me after the constellation Orion. For reasons known only to my mother and JR Ward, she added an h.

I can't have you without claiming you for forever."
"Then claim me. I'll claim you too."
"That's exactly what I'm afraid of.