Nicole Gulla Quotes

I came here as a son seeking his father's approval, hoping you could recognize what she and I have. But, it appears you're business as usual.

I would not have voluntarily let go, but I was caught off guard by the magnetic force between us.

My hands were trembling, but only because of who he was, not because I was scared of him. I oddly felt calmed by his presence. He smiled as he placed his hands in the pockets of his charcoal gray pants. He was finely dressed in a black button up shirt that was unbuttoned at the top low enough to see where his chest began. It clung to him, accentuating every muscular detail. I shook my head. I had to stop evaluating him.
"Is everything okay?" Ethan asked, tilting his head to the side, trying to read my expression.
"Huh ... oh, yeah, fine.

You'll have to excuse Kyle; he's somewhat of a history geek and gets himself all excited. He talks without thinking sometimes," Collin said punching his arm. "But, he is well informed about our situation. He knows details about things that I don't."
"What does he know exactly?"
"Kyle said the book dates a long way back."
I tilted my head. "You mean the book I've been writing in?" Collin nodded. "How does he know this?"
"I love this," Kyle interrupted. "I'm in the car right? You guys can see me?

My opinion has changed."
"About what?" I asked, as my lips teased his.
"About the ocean and the moon ... they both crave each other," he spoke, breathing out one last breath as he took control of my lips.

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I can't hold back from wanting you right now, Ava."
"Don't!" I commanded.

I never thought of life as a dance, but I guess it made sense. Your dance is unique. It's yours and yours alone. Your feet are never still, always finding a different path and it's that path that takes you anywhere. You're always searching, finding a song that claims your soul. Once you find it, you revel in it until it is your turn to take your final bow.

Isn't it amazing?" I asked. "How the ocean bows to the moon."
"Some people believe that it is the lure of the moon that compels the ocean's waves to swell. I believe that it's the ocean's dance that entices the moon's rays to shine upon it,

Kyle clapped his hands together. "Goody! The Zoe dates back some 3000 years to when the Greek gods ruled."
"Who's Zoe?" I interjected.
Kyle huffed. "It's not a who, it's a what.

But, after all of the loss I'd had in my life; his loss was the one I could never bear.

I couldn't comprehend what we were about to face, but I knew it was my birthright to fight for it.

We are bound forever!

So," I said, steadying my breath. "Do you still believe it is the ocean that entices the moon?"
"I know it does," he said, seductively ... temptingly.
I turned to face him. "Well," I said, playfully. "I still think it's the lure of the moon that pulls them together. That poor ocean never stood a chance against that irresistible moon.

You astound me, Ava. I've never met a girl who would order what you just did in front of a guy."
"You mean lunch?

I always want us to be like this, connected, sharing everything with each other. Not holding anything back, no matter how the other person may feel."
"You have my word from this point forward. No matter what.

He was tall, dark and handsome, the complete trifecta. His unique grey eyes and his tousled dark brown hair, made him look like he belonged on the cover of a romance novel.

It's not like that, Ava! You don't understand the depth of our situation. There's so much that you just don't know.

For a writer, a break from working is nonexistent; while you fingers may stop typing, your brain never stops writing, developing, changing, and perfecting the story.

I shook my head back and forth as though I was a human etch-a-sketch, erasing the memory.

I saw out of the corner of my eye, Gigi gripping at her heart.
I jumped forward with concern. "Gigi, what is it?"
She glared at me. "He's marked you,

I realized that I'll phase back again and this state of elation I have when I'm with you will be over. I'm not ready for it to end. As amazing as all of this is, it's not complete. I'm so limited on the time we do have that I try to live each moment when we're together. I never know when it's gonna be our last.

I have found out all I need to know, it's pretty self explanatory. You wanted a laugh; trick two girls into thinking you liked them. Bravo, you succeeded. Now go have a celebratory drink with your frat buddies, I said, spitting rain out at him with each word I spoke.

Secret societies ... like the Skulls or the Free Masons?"
"What do you know about them?" he asked, feeling me out.
"Limited. I've seen a couple of movies with Johnny Depp and Paul Walker a while back. They're societies that have high influence over things like the American and foreign governments.

I always took Brielle for granted, putting Mckayla first. Little did I know that my first friend in the whole world would be the only true friend that I have now.

I haven't known you for long, I don't even know what your favorite color is or your favorite song, but ... I know every detail and curve of your face and the way your eyes sparkle when you smile. I know that you put your hands to your chest when you laugh and the adorable way you fiddle with your fingers when you're nervous. I think of you every minute of every day. I've realized I can't live my life without you in it. I want you. Only you.

I felt like I was suffocating, like my future and all my happiness were gone. I've never felt that before, Ava. I can't let you go.

Collin, I'm scared," I finally said.
"Scared of what, my love?"
"Scared of all we've done, scared of that book and what it means, scared of hurting my best friend, scared of losing you ... and most of all ... I'm ... " I took a deep breath, and with immense conviction, I spoke the purest truth that I have ever spoken before. "I'm scared of loving you!

How lucky am I that a beautiful girl like you spills a drink on me?
I blushed. Shit! I couldn't take my eyes off him, he was strikingly handsome.

I love my family and they have always been my world. But, now my world has you in it, and with the way things are those two worlds can't be together.

I trust you, Collin, with my life and my heart. If I didn't, I wouldn't be here right now. We may not be joined together, by law, by God, but we are, in my heart.

I didn't have to think about the word love with Collin because I just felt it. This was love. And. I. Loved. Him.

My thoughts of you never do you justice.

You're my girl and I'd die before I let anything happen to you.

Better yet, why don't you tell us why you're here?"
"Last time I checked, I live here, too," Collin said.
"Not you, that ... that ... ," Mr. Taylor said, pointing at me with his fork.
"Pig!" Regan shouted at me.
Collin's head whipped around in her direction.
"I'm sorry?" I asked, caught off guard.
"Pig ... do you want some of the roasted pig?" she asked, holding a platter of meat.

I couldn't shake this feeling that I had uncovered more than something ordinary.

Now Robby ... he's who you should be with, she said, as if on cue with my thoughts. I tried not to roll my eyes.

Collin! What a gorgeous name. Then again his name could have been Cracker Jack and I would have thought it was just as wonderful.

Collin, how do you do it?"
He tilted his head as he looked at me. "Do what?"
"Make me feel this way."
"I could ask you the same question.

He was my vision, my dream and I was lucky I didn't have to share him with anyone.

If you only knew how much my soul aches when I'm not with you,

Ava, the first time I saw you, this lost beautiful creature that swept me into this unimaginable world, I knew I was in trouble. I should've left you then, but I couldn't, because of what I felt for you. I've tried to figure out how I could be captivated so quickly by someone I barely knew and then it hit me ... that book. It's opened my eyes, revealing you and what I truly feel inside.

Ava Elizabeth Baker you make yourself a survivor, not a victim. Become an exception and not a rule.

That was an amazing night in the city. But, there's something rare and intimate about being here - just you, me, the ocean, and the moon.

There was a definite pull to him and in that moment I had to know why.

You think I could meet the most amazing person and not know how I could see her again?

I'm like a toy to her, a toy that someone has promised her. Maybe not her favorite, but still hers.

You finally find the Scripter and she's an absolute babe. What are the chances? Not to mention, you two actually like one another. It's just amazing, a modern day Romeo and Juliet. But, a rivalry that goes back even longer in history that that story.

I took in a breath. I couldn't believe that I had, again, run into Ethan Deveraux, the son of a prominent head of S.O.U.L. What were the chances?