Linda Kage Quotes

Jealousy is an uncontrollable emotion. It attacks all of us. As long as you don't let it get the best of you, I'm sure you and your envy can live in harmony without anyone getting hurt. So, see? There's no need to feel bad about it. It makes you normal. Human.

How can I help you through this? What can I do to ease your pain, because I swear to God, I'll do anything."
Absolutely anything.
She set her hand on her heart and looked up at me, her eyes filled with so much emotion, I swear, some of it overflowed, spilling into me. "Just love me," she whispered.
"I do," I promised.

Something's gotta give soon or I'll explode…most likely inside her.

You are so ... "
He grinned. "Charming? Handsome? Intriguing?"
"I was going to say confusing."
"Ahh." He nodded in an astute manner. "We'll slot that under intriguing.

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What the fuck have you done to me Caroline? … Why couldn't I stay away from you? … Why can't I get enough of you? … What do I want to own every fucking piece of you?

Hey, where are you going?" His voice, confused yet curious, called after me. "Hey. Why didn't your mother name you Maybe, or We'll see, or What's-Your-Number? That way, we could call our first born Absolutely.

He was the perfect friend, except for the part where he wanted my dick. But I could look past that.

One of these days, hopefully one of these days soon, you're going to realize you don't have to stay with a girl just because she was the first person you fucked. Putting your dick into Cora didn't commit you to her for the rest of your life, man ... you're allowed to move on and be with a girl you actually like.

You're a man, darling. There's something sick and twisted inside you, making you relish girly torture. I don't understand it myself. Never did.

This is why I came back ... Because you're you, and I couldn't stay away from you."
... "I'm glad you did, because I wasn't sure how I was going to be able to stay away from you.

Colton David Gamble." She tsked and shook her head with reproach. "How in God's name could you ever think I could ever focus on anyone else whenever you're in the room."
"I don't know." I shrugged. "I'm used to coming in second place."
"Not with me you don't," she said seriously.
"God, I love you," I admitted just before my mouth sank against hers.

So this is my Pathetic Loser's confession: I am Oren Tenning, and I have fallen. Hard.

What we're doing is wrong. Making it a one-time deal is wrong. Trying to convince ourselves it was dirty and tawdry and something to be ashamed of is wrong. It was the best damn sex of my life, Aspen. I felt connected to you, like hell, I don't know. I wasn't just getting off in some random girl; I was sharing something deep and meaningful…with you. I don't care how many school policies tell us no. I'm saying yes.

No matter what happens tonight, don't ever change, okay? You are fun and sweet and amazing just the way you are. You make the world a better place because you always find the bright side. You are the bright side. And if I'm ever going to make it through this, I need to know you're out there, still glowing and making the world bright.

You are mine and i am your. And we belong together

Whatever." Ten snorted. "Sex solves everything with a guy." "I don't know," Caroline murmured, chewing on her lip thoughtfully. "This is Asher we're talking about. Not you.

Sometimes a man can be a lot like a farm. He lets his heart lay fallow for a while, and instead of his feelings dying out, they just go dormant, his emotions growing deeper and stronger as time passes. A person only needs to clear away the weeds on the surface to uncover them.

This shit is potent. I feel ... " He nodded slowly. "Yeah."
I lifted my eyebrows, wondering if he was drunk or high.
Blondie giggled again and pointed at him. "I've never heard you cuss before."
"I don't," Hamilton said blankly before Blondie charged, "But you just said shit."
He laughed and pointed back at her. "So did you."
As they giggled together, I rolled my eyes to the ceiling. Oh, dear God. Someone shoot me now.

She arched and moaned out her need. "Oh God, Oren".
I wanted to tell her I loved it when she said my name like that. But I just sighed. "I know, right? I'm really good at this.

Don't be ashamed of being a big, soft teddy bear, Ham. The world needs more people like you, otherwise it'd just go to shit. - Ten

I knew exactly why I shouldn't be her friend. This was no mere attraction. What I suffered from was total, debilitating awareness. Every freaking inch of me tuned in to her.

A girl didn't live through sixteen years of life without any boy ever asking her out to suddenly having two best friends fighting over her.

God, what was wrong with her? This poor man had lost his wife and child, and she could only wonder what he looked like naked?
How sick was that?
And what did he look like naked?

It doesn't seem fair," he murmured, once again smoothing out her messy bed head. "You get all the morning sickness, the kicks in the ribs and the bloated stomach and swollen ankles, and I get nine months of sex without condoms.

Blondie?" Ten asked with a snort. "Hell, yes, she'll be fine. God wouldn't let something bad happen to one of his angels.

I didn't care. The spider was still alive and that was not cool. "What am I supposed to kill it with?" he demanded, looking harassed. My hysteria rising to titanic proportions, I shrieked, "With your big freaking foot, you idiot. You have what, like, a size twenty shoe. Smash that thing." "I wear a size twelve." He scowled, clearly

One more laugh, and Mr. Lowe might as well pick out the flowers I'd be leaving at his grave.

His sense of responsibility toward his family was everything to him. Everything. He didn't care if his obligations made him do things that caused him to feel trapped or had him feeling dirty until he hated a part of himself. He wasn't going to stop taking care of Dawn and Sarah in the only way he knew how. He had sold his soul to ensure every bill his mother forgot to pay was taken care of, even the fricking babysitter's bill.

Anyone have a hatchet handy? … Because I'm feeling the compelling need to hack a bitch.

Of all the people in the crowded six hundred fifty-capacity gymnasium, I was the one to hit his radar. I had no idea how to deal with the attention. So, I pretty much functioned in freak mode.

Holy guacamole. Was that a double entendre? I swear that was a double entendre. Someone hold my panties on for me because Mason Lowe was freaking flirting with me, using double entendres.

His warmth enveloped me until I empathized with the glove, knowing I had also just found my way home again after being lost in a cold, miserable winter.

We've never really been apart. From the moment you bumped into me in those woods, we've belonged to each other ... I don't care if we've grown up. We're still Knox and City at the core, and we'll always love each other. You know why?" I leaned in to whisper ... "Because we don't know how to stop.

Everyone feels, Aspen. Some are just better at covering it up.

God, he looked good. Up close, from a distance, it didn't matter. The boy didn't have a bad side.

With a relenting sigh, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me before nipping my jaw with her teeth. 'You know I won't leave. You had me at 'bullshit.

Eva was right. I could never deserve you. You're too good for me. You're out of my reach. You're ... you're Reese Randall."
"You're wrong. I'm not." I wasn't really Reese Randall, and I certainly wasn't out of his reach. "All you have to do is stretch out your hand, Mason." Pressing my palm against my chest, I whispered, "I'm right here.

You gave me everything I wanted most. I just couldn't figure out it was all coming from the same person.

I have no idea why you tried so hard to save me," I murmured into her hair. "But I'll be forever grateful you did."
Smiling at me, she just said, "It's because you're worth it.

Do you want me or not?"
His eyes flared as he looked into my face. "You know I want you. That's the problem. I want you but I can't have you."
I set my hands on my hips. "Well, you already have had me. Repeatedly ... We've already established how thoroughly you can have me. The question is ... are you going to keep me?

You're…you're BJ. And I adore everything about you.

Karma-sutra: fate fucking you in all kinds of creative ways

Oh, whatever," I said into her ear. "You and I both know I was never going to pay you that twenty dollars.

Oh, don't you smile at me with that milky grin, you lucky shit. There's no need to rub in it. I know where that mouth's been."
"Pick!" I rolled my eyes. He sent me an innocent glance.
"What? He's clearly rubbing it in.

Ten shot her a glare. "Zip it, shorty."
"Shorty?" Reese gasped and set her hand over her heart. "I'll have you know I'm two inches taller than Eva."
"Wow, I'm so impressed. I think I just pissed myself from excitement.

Sounds like you still need to learn the parts of a woman, Pick said. Next time you guys are together, don't be afraid to explore. She won't mind. If you're touching, licking, kissing, and nibbling on every little place you go, she'll actually appreciate it. Trust me. Get down there at eye level with everything and just ... look around. Test it out with your tongue. She'll let you know what she does and doesn't like.

I can't do it," he rasped, hissing out a great heaving breath from his lungs. "You were right. I can't shut it off. I can't stop loving you."
"I know, baby. I know." Cupping both my palms around his face, I wiped more tears off his cheeks with my thumbs.
He sobbed out his distress as he leaned down onto me fully and pressed his forehead to mine. "I missed you so much.

Never trust something that bleeds for seven days and doesn't die

That sucks. He can ask you out and take you to dinner and try to steal a goodnight kiss. He can go as far into it as you'll let him take you. And I can't even compete.

Whatever shit happened to drag us here to this moment ... I wish most of it hadn't needed to go down the way it did, but I'm still glad it ended up here, right here ... The pain was worth it if it's what brought you to me.

And the other woman's breasts didn't look nearly as swollen as hers," Aspen went on.
Pick snorted. "I'd say."
The blonde shot him a glare. "Who the hell are you, anyway?"
He grinned at her. "Pick."
She blinked. "Pick what? I'm not picking out your name."
"No, that's my name, Tinker Bell. Pick, short for Patrick Jacob Ryan. You like?

You, me, together," he said, his teeth nipping at my earlobe. "Permanently, being as clingy and possessive, jealous, space-invading boyfriend and girlfriend as we want, because this is happening. We are so fucking happening together. Whether you like it or not, you're mine ... just as I've been yours for years. So ... do you got all that?" - Brandt

I think I was in love with Brandt. Like love-love, the gooey, kissy, get married, make babies and live happily ever after kind of love. - Sarah

You don't even know what your mere presence does to me. You're my sanity.

Yikes, I hope it hadn't given him the scoots. That might get nasty.

All you have to do is stretch out your hand, Mason." Pressing my palm against my chest, I whispered, "I'm right here."
He shook his head. "I can't. I'm tainted.

Don't you ever worry about that? Whenever something starts going too good for me, I always freak, thinking it's about to be taken away.

You're the warm sun that shines when everything else is dark," he went on, lifting his hands to rest them on the wall on either side of my face. "A smile and a hug in a roomful of disapproval. You're ... " Wincing, he pressed his forehead against mine. "You're everything.

Do something," I begged, feeling my heartache drip down each cheek.

If I looked for flaws in everyone I encountered, I'd find them one hundred percent of the time, and I'd always be disappointed.

Why would you reject me? Why did you? What did I do that turned you off so much?

I was supposed to go with you, wherever you went. We're a team. You told me once that I had to have a place. Well, I finally figured out where it is. It's with you.

I reached out and petted the length of it with two fingers as if timidly greeting a live, rabid animal.
Sweat beaded on Mason's brow. He looked tortured, but he appeared to love every second of his suffering. "You are such a comedian. You know that's not what I meant by touch it. It's not a freaking dog."
"Um, no. I'd say this thing is more the size of a bull.

Must. Soothe. The hottie.

Where's my girl?" she asked.
"She's back in the office, still looking for her panties."
"Pick!" Gasping, Reese smacked his arm. "That was way more than I wanted to know."
He just chuckled and brought attention to his pocked as he stuffed a peek of cloth deeper out of sight. "So I really shouldn't tell you she's not going to find them, huh?

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I freaking fell in love with him. I mean, I honest to God love everything about Asher Hart. He's the best man, best lover, best friend I ever had.

Fucking goddamn shit motherfucker. It really is you.

Whenever I was around Colton, everything seemed to live in this amazing technicolor moment. It was all so vivacious and alive.

Rational was for people who didn't have a broken heart.

Stories are a way to connect with others and realize we're not alone in our crazy, mixed-up thoughts. I think what you do is important. It keeps introverted people like me from going insane.

Can I just keep you the rest of the night? For the rest of forever.

So, how's Tenoline these days?" He arched a curious brow my way. "Or do you guys go by Caroten? I wasn't sure exactly how you were shipping it."
I snorted and rolled my eyes. "It's Oreline, motherfucker.

Whenever I look into your eyes, I feel like there could be more, so much more. Like there could be everything.

Are you seriously going to walk out of here right now after I just confessed my soul to you, cool as a cucumber, without reciprocating at all?"
"What?" I sent him a blank look. Then I rolled my eyes and reached out to ruffle his amazing hair. "Mason Lowe, if you don't know by now that I'm attracted as hell to you, you're freaking blind."
He stared at me a moment before muttering, "There. Was that so hard to admit?

Please make love with me.

Well…there's only one glove. Right away, I wonder, where's the other glove? How did it become separated from its mate? Does it feel lost and confused without its other half? It looks lonely. Cold. Like an outsider that has no one to turn to, nowhere to go. And the stark contrast of the white snow against the bright colors of the glove makes the lines crisp and clear. It makes that feeling of alienated loneliness crisp and clear. The purity of the snow gives the purity of the glove's solitude a stronger effect.

I was a rule-follower. I obeyed all forms of authority. I had never before encountered a situation where the authority was clearly wrong and I had to stand up for what was right.

See, your laugh is exactly what's keeping me away, woman. I just want to kiss those lips and hoard that sound all to myself.

I didn't want you to ever have to deal with shit like this. It's too ugly and - "
"I don't care. Good or bad, it's a part of you. And you're a part of me.

That fucking bitch ... I'm going to go find her and punch in her the fucking lady parts.

He wasn't supposed to reach into my soul and get a handhold of my heart or squeeze these feeling out of me, exactly as he'd just done.
No one should be able to do that in eight double-spaced pages.
But he had.

When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth. - Jess C. Scott, The Intern

If Ralphie's form of adventuresome was grunting out, "Hold onto somethin'," for foreplay then, sure, he was one wild boy.

Having the courage to go after something you want ... I've never had that kind of strength before. I'd think it'd be amazing, though. She

Every woman treats me that way, Reese. I'm not a person to them. I'm just ... a good time or something vile to be avoided at all costs. And then you came along and you ... you hugged me. You are the first person who sees me, Mason, not sex for sale.

No matter what either of us want, I'm never going to be that innocent boy you fell in love with." Shaking my head, I thumped my hands against my chest. "There's nothing here for you any longer, City.

I don't want to only ever meet you in the woods, even though I love this. I ... I gotta feel like there's something real beyond these trees. I want to be able to take you on a date. Just ... once.

Do you feel that? Do you feel what we do together? This isn't normal, Aspen. We are a force of fucking nature.

Sarah. Oh, Sarah." He closed his eyes and slapped his hand over his face. "Sarah, Sarah, Sarah. You don't try to use reason with a man when you want to play slap and tickle with him."
"You don't?" When he grinned and shook his head, I scowled. "Why not?"
Colton sighed. "Because dicks don't respond to reason; they respond to stimulation."
"So ... ?" What the heck was he saying?
"Seduce that motherfucker, and he'll fold like a house of cards.

Excuse me? Are you saying I'm not flirt-worthy? You know, I am almost already down to my pre-pregnancy weight, and my breasts are like twice the size they normally are. Any other heterosexual man on earth would totally hit on this right now."
"Tink, you are the most flirt-worthy girl I know," Pick spoke up ... "Get yourself something to eat. Then come back and sit by me. I'd be happy to hit on you.

He caught my hip, steadying me. "This'll change everything," he broke away from my mouth to say. "Once I'm inside you, you're mine, I'm yours, and we are together. There will be no friendship and mild dating. It's going to be all or nothing."
I gazed up into his eyes. "Then make me your all."
His eyes heated. "You always were.

Motherfucker," he groaned. "No Gamble, and I'm stuck in a class with not one, or even two, but three untouchables. This is going to suck ... ass.

Just...keep calm and think of Chris and Liam.

If you love someone enough, you can make them invincible. Like your feelings for them are so strong they work as a magical shield, protecting them from all harm and pain.

You. Are. Mine ... I don't care how wrong we are for each other. I don't care that I'll never be good enough for you or that we're risking everything to be together. Your mother would never approve. Whatever. Fuck it all. You are fucking mine. And I'm yours. And we belong together.

Something about guys showing their soft side always made me feel all sigh-worthy.

It's always the one you shouldn't want that you end up wanting the most

It made me think all the nowheres and even the nobodies of the world might stand a chance after all

You want to know something," he responded. "I know one woman and three small children who would think you're amazing if you just spent some time with them once in a while. You might not be anything to the world, but you were the world to them. Were," he repeated cruelly. "Not anymore.

Yet even so, she was so damn beautiful in one of those hauntingly ethereal ways it stole my breath.