Melody Grace Quotes

You don't even know what your body is capable of yet. But I'm going to teach you. You're going to come so many times you won't even remember your own name."
EMERSON

I cant believe you named your boat after me.... " Emerson coughs. "Well i figured it suited her" He gives me a devilish grin. "She was a stubborn bitch, but once i got my hands on her, she fell into line

There are some things in life we know to be true, beyond logic or reason, science or faith. Irresistible truths, they're called, the things we seem to instinctively grasp, as if the knowledge were imprinted deep in our DNA, written on the very fiber of our souls.

why do our hearts reach out and cling to each other, with no promise of anything in return? Is it written deep in our DNA to crave that connection, even in the face of such obstacles, or is it the only way our souls can find some peace in this world, when finally we find a mate to match our steps through the lonely darkness, a fellow heart to share the heavy load?

This isn't just a fascination, an idle crush, no, this is something deeper, a desire that snakes through my veins, hot and hungry.

Dance with me, Annalise," Raphael whispers. "Dance with me, and see what it feels like to dance without rules, without boundaries. From the soul.

Is this what people feel all the time? I marvel at the idea. How am I supposed to function, to focus, now that I know that he is out there in the city somewhere? That he might be thinking about me…

Emerson lifts his head. His eyes are two dark pools of desire, a clouded night's sky. He catches his breath a moment, unsteady, and then drops a kiss on my lips. Sweet. Almost tender. I barely have time to take it in before he grabs my shoulder and spins me around, pushing me so my bare chest is slammed up into the wall, my cheek pressed against the cold concrete.
I gasp, my heart skipping with the thrill. I can feel him up against me, a solid wall of muscle trapping me in place, the hard ridge of him pressed against the small of my back. I can't move, or see the expression on his face, only hear the hoarse groan Emerson sounds as he twists a handful of my hair and yanks it to one side, kissing a searing trail along the curve of my neck.
I whimper, bound and powerless against him, and oh God, loving every minute of it.

You're mine," he says again fiercely. "Not his, not anyone else's. You can try and pretend you don't feel it, but you do. You'll always be mine.

I always want you, Jules. Even when I hated you, even when I wished I'd never see your face again, I still lost my mind thinking all the things I'd do to you, if you came back." His voice breaks. When he speaks again, it's with a rough, ragged tone, like he's forcing the words out.
"I'll always want you, Juliet. It'll be the fucking death of me, but I won't ever stop.

People fail all the time, it's what we're made to do. We all have moments of fear and weakness, we all stumble on rocks of bitter jealousy.

Because I realize now, that's the way it works. That if you're lucky, you might get to fall in love so hard and so deep, that it changes you. That love seeps its way into every atom and molecule in your whole being, so that even if it's over, or the two of you are forced apart, you'll always carry the imprint of their soul with you, steady as a heartbeat. Forever ...

This summer just got a whole hell of a lot more interesting.
"Welcome to Cedar Cove.

I don't want to call her a shallow bitch, but she earns it.

Looking back, I wonder if mom saw it in my eyes: the storm clouds gathering, the dry crackle of electricity in the air. But it was already too late. No warning sirens were going to save me. I guess you never really know the danger, not until you're the one left, huddled on the ground, surrounded by the pieces of your broken heart.

This is my favorite place in the world" Emerson's voice is low, thick with desire. "Right here. In you

In the end, the most important second chance you'll ever have is the one you give yourself