Shelly Crane Quotes

The love you fight for is the love that can mend bridges, heal scars, and open closed hearts.

Do you still want this?" she asked in a whisper.
"More than I want to breathe," he said in a groan.

Alright. Have fun. I'm out. Text me if you need me." She leaned to whisper in my ear. "Do you remember the code for a 911 emergency date exit?"
She pulled back to look at me seriously.
"Uh, 911?"
"Good girl." She smiled at me and then at Caleb. Have fun you two!" She waved over her shoulder.

I was just existing, but he made me want to live.

You don't appreciate the things that come easy. The things we fight for are the things we keep with us forever.

Sometimes the sacrifice of love costs too much to pay by yourself.

The day Caleb touched my hand and I saw all those things, I was excited. Yes, a little freaked but excited more. I felt like ... everything I ever needed was right there. I still feel like that. It's not something you can just turn off and I wouldn't want to. I want him more than I need him.

Oookay, but for the record, I'm not really thrilled about punching some Lighter's junk.

I am so in love with you," I told him.
He smiled graciously and pressed his nose and cheek to mine with a hand on my jaw.
"I'm so in love with you."
"I know," I said happily and smiled through the rain on my cheeks.

It wasn't long before I had the urge to glance inside. I then had a slight moment of panic. Number one, Big John was walking out the door with a meat cleaver gleaming in his hand. Yes, a meat cleaver.
Number two, he was glaring at Caleb like he was the devil himself.

Alright, well, we're going to go tell Maggie's father." Kyle came forward to inspect Caleb's face closely. "Dude, what are you doing?"
"Just memorising your pretty face before it gets all mangled."
Caleb laughed and shoved Kyle who laughed too. "Shut up, man.

Love finds you in the strangest places, and hope clings to us in the nooks and crannies we never think to look.

You may never remember the way you used to be with them, I have no doubt that you'll figure out a way that works with them one day. And when you do, when you figure everything out and decide with no regrets who you want to be, if you still want me, I'll be right here waiting for you.

The fate of all rests in the hands of all

You may not have realized what it meant, but somehow, you made the decision subconsciously ... that you wanted to keep me.

You have to make your own happy. You can't depend on other people for that.

We'd had a hundred conversations with our eyes, with our senses, with our hands and movements, with not a word spoken.

And it's not fair. But all's fair in love and war, right?

It's not just jealousy because the Jacobson's are imprinting. There's a prophecy."
"A prophecy," I scoffed. "What is this, Harry Potter?

I turned my face to let his nose rub my cheek. "Mason, let's just stay here," I told him breathlessly.
He chuckled, huskily and dangerously. "Oh, no, absolutely not. I'm not to be trusted with you alone right now.

To be all in, no regrets, no turning back, no matter the consequences. It felt a lot like freedom.

Gran swatted his butt and shooed him away out the door. "Now, we can get down to business." She rubbed her hands together like a villain.

I kinda like it that I can stand on my own," I said with a smirk.
"Let's not make it a habit, ok? I'm not thrilled with this discovery of yours." He cracked a playful smile. "I much prefer to order you around and you just do whatever I say."
"Your high handedness is impressive," I mused.

If you can't get your freak on to make little Keepers, then how are there so many of you?

If this was Harry Potter, he'd definitely be in Slytherin

Some of the other men do things differently. I will never hurt you that way, Elena.

I'll always come for you. I'll always find you.

Then trust me. I think the safest place for me is with you, and I won't regret it. I don't regret anything. The things that we do and the things that happen ... to us," I gulped and pushed down memories, "make us who we are.

Cheerleading? That totally just blew your little work outfit out of the water. I pressed my lips together to keep from giggling. It was only ninth and tenth grade. I did it because my mom wanted me to. I dropped out, it wasn't for me. And yet my fantasy lives.

Of course I am, Gran," I said quietly. I blew out a breath and leaned my elbows on my knees. "I will admit that the withdrawals suck, though."
"That they do," she agreed and came to sit on the bed with me. "The sooner you get to her, the better you'll feel."
"Yeah, but I don't want to scare her. If I run over there before a decent hour, she'll probably freak and kick me out."
"I highly doubt that, boy." She lifted a piece of hair from next to my ear with her fingers. "Girls usually invite cute boys in, not throw them out.

You can't put fate on a schedule.

Once we were loaded, Jeff asked us how it went. Ryan cleared his throat. "Well, I got to use my first public bathroom. That was interesting."
"I made out with the Aussie," Rylee stated matter-of-factly.
"I made up with the ginger," Miguel said and grinned back at her. Jeff stared at us.
"I got slapped in the face," Billings offered.
"By me," I supplied.
"And we got to talk to Cain at the station on the big screen," Merrick said happily. Jeff still stared while Marissa giggled into her hand.
"So it went good then," he stated. "Great.

the truth is important, the truth is what makes us free people. No guilt or shame holding us back.

I love you with all that I am,

Because you are my significant, my soul mate. And I'm yours.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on as he showed me what love felt like. As he showed me that a kiss could change your entire world.

His eyes opened and he smiled at me like he understood everything, like I was everything.

I saw something in you that I couldn't live without. I chose you, inside of me, and you chose me. It's not one sided, it only works when both people choose the other. You are perfect for me in every way.

In the words of some really beautiful smart girl I know, just give me what I want, Caleb whispered.

Did anyone ever tell you that you're completely inappropriate?"
"They have. And you know, I had a little talk with myself about it. It turns out I'm cool with it.

The things we fight for are the things that we keep with us forever.

The song that was playing above us was You And Me by Lifehouse and he pressed his face into my hair and softly sang the words to me.
What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up I can't back down
I'm losing so much time
'Cause it's you and me, and all of the people
with nothing to do, nothing to lose
And it's you and me, and all of the people
And I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you
I could have died ... or cried ... or sighed. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do more.

Why not get married and get started on your life?"
"You've thought about this already, haven't you?"
"Of course I have. Caleb leaned to hover over me on his elbows and looked seriously at me. "I've thought about it every since you first touched me and I knew you were mine.

I could never go back to something like that. Not after having passion for someone, after seeing what it's like to want and feel something in your bones,

Jeez. I was a feelings prostitute!

Every day is its own infinity, every hour, its own eternity, every minute, its own forever.

It doesn't matter who you were or what you've done in the past. The only thing that matters is who you are right now.

What do you want to trust me with tonight?"
A sigh escaped forcefully, waving the white flag that I was a melted, scorched woman at those words.
"Anything," I whispered back.

I sighed and rolled over, opening my arm to her. She put her cheek to my chest and I figured it was an opportune time to touch her since she was asking for it. I let my hand pull her closer and rubbed her arm. She was asleep in no time. My shoulder ached to lay on it, but I wasn't about to move for anything in this world. I

His Uncle Gaston came around the building, looking impossibly angry as he bellowed his impossibly angry words. "How do the Jacobsons keep cheating death? It's not possible and it's not fair. There is no way that you two should be alive." He peeked back inside and back at us, shaking his head. "Of course. You ascended. Of course!" he yelled. "Lilith, take them out." "I haven't charged," she said and backed away. "What?" he growled. "I thought they were going to die like you said they were. It takes a long time to charge, Uncle Gaston, you know that. I can't help it. I wasn't going to charge up on the off chance that your little plan fell through. You know how bad it sucks." "You

Gran, I'm only gonna ask this once. Please don't have sex talks with me, ok? Especially with Maggie in the room. Do you think we could do that?

Sweetheart. Are you trying to kill me?

He was thinking how much he loved my skin, the way it felt against his. He loved the way I was so independent. He loved that about me, but he also loved that I accepted his help, like a hand up from a bench when he offered it. He wanted someone who could stand on her own two feet, but would admit she needed help if she did, in fact, need it. And he wanted me to need it sometimes because he was going to need me sometimes. He wanted us to need each other. I

Yo, back in the day, I was bad boned. I was tough, ok? Rugged. People feared me," Cain said.
"I'm sure they did."
"Are you doubting my mad badness?

It's ok, Merrick. I get it. I'm sorry, I just ... I just can't handle it when people are upset with me and I can't fix it somehow. I'll stay out of your way, ok."
As I hopped down from the counter and turned to leave he grabbed my wrist and my skin immediately began to tingle.
"You're so blind," he breathed shaking his head.

Very well, Priscilla. Maggie, I hope you enjoy this exercise and take it to heart," he said with a hard voice.
I smiled a genuine smile. "I plan to. Thank you."
He bristled at my kindness and walked over to the coffee bar.
"Kill 'em with kindness, sister!" Lynne said triumphantly.

I'm going to take you somewhere and kiss you until you can't think or move or breathe.

I felt Seth pulling me to look at him instead of watching her go. That in itself made my pulse race. "That ... " he sighed and licked his lip, "was the hottest thing I've ever seen." "You're not upset with me?" The corner of his mouth lifted just a smidge before he leaned in ever so slowly and captured my lips, his warm palm finding my side inside my open sweater, tugging me to him with a jolt. I gasped against his lips. He enjoyed that immensely, smiling into our kiss.

Nobody will mess with us, huh? Ever seen The Hills Have Eyes? The Chainsaw Massacre? Psycho!"
He laughed. "Yes, but I'll murder anyone who comes near you, do you hear me?" I nodded with a smirk.

You almost got hit by a truck because you were checking me out?" I joked and he laughed loudly.
"Yeah. Good thing you saved me. It would have been your fault if I didn't make it," he said through a grin.

I wanted someone to want me in all ways and someone who I wanted the same in return, And I'd found him.

That's something in you, something in your guts and soul, imprinted on you, something written on your heart from that first touch that doesn't go away.

We watched Vamps hunting Vamps, Vamp hunters and Witches torching Vamps, teenage girls kissing Vamps. And we giggled and swooned through it all.

What are you doing here, Bish?" I asked as Caleb asked Kyle the same question but with much more edge to his tone.
"I'm your chaperone," Kyle said grinning in clear enjoyment of the situation and Caleb's reaction.
"And I'm his," Bish muttered and glared at us. "They couldn't spare anyone else so I volunteered to come. Kyle insisted on coming too. So here we are. What are you doing?"
"We were just about to go to the beach," I answered.
"Great. I'll go put on my suit," Kyle said chipperly and flung his duffel bag on the club chair before running upstairs.

I'd more than missed him, I needed him. It wasn't a dependency, it wasn't a weakness or a failure, he was an addition to my very soul. And I laughed into our kiss as I realized that this was what love was. I could live without him, of course I could, and I could function and get on with my days if he wasn't here, but I didn't want to. I wanted him right where he was, in my space and in my life.

You're evil. Did you know that?" She just smiled. "Well I've got to say, you do look
devilish in my shirt.

I was just walking out of school from cheer practice and she walks right up to me and says "Come with me if you want to live." I laughed so hard at her I almost peed my pants. I mean who says that? It was pretty clear she wasn't from this planet. Everyone knows who the Terminator is.

Far away, I feel your beating heart. All alone, beneath the crystal stars. Staring into space, what a lonely face. I'll try to find my place with you What a beautiful smile Can you stay for a while? On this beautiful night We'll make everything right My beautiful love, my beautiful love. - The Afters

There was no way to save me from life.

Rodney turned me to look at him and held my upper arms in his hands. "If he hurts you, I can't be held accountable for what I do." "I love you, you know that?" I replied and reached up on my toes to hug him.

I loved his voice. It ran over me like a silk nightgown ... and I hated and loved that.

We've got work to do. Strip."
"Strip for what?"
"I'm going to measure you for your dress. Strip!"
Rachel saved me ... sort of. "You can do her measurements with her clothes on, Mamma," she chastised.
"Oh, I know I can." She pointed at me. "But look at her face! Ha! I just wanted to see her face pucker up like that.

You took my soul and wiped all the dirt away, sweetheart. You cured me of all that ached.

When he bit into the flesh there softly, I almost accused him right there of lying to me about me being his first girlfriend, because he was way too good at this.

The things we should focus on in any life shouldn't be what we've lost, but what we've gained

To remain in love for a lifetime : listen actively to your partner, ask questions, give answers, appreciate, stay attractive, include your partner, give him/her privacy, be honest and trustworthy, tell your mate what you need, accept his/her shortcomings as who they are, give respect in all things, never threaten to leave, say 'no' to adultery, and cultivate variety in your activities to keep things fresh. You can never say 'I love you' too many times and you should say it every day. Even though you've been together forever it seems, you should still continue to 'date' your mate and find new ways to fall in love with them every. Single. Day.

Was he laughing at me? Was I so pathetic that the thought that not only getting caught, but being humiliated with laughter was appropriate punishment for my lameness?

You can't hang on to the past and you certainly can't throw a wobbly every time something happens that you don't like.

Lily asked Calvin to play dolls with her. He reluctantly joined her on the floor, but it soon became Chuck Norris meets Joy doll and she was going down repeatedly. Lily, scandalized, pouted, but began to retaliate. Oh no you don't, Chuck! I'm Piper, psycho Barbie!

Caleb jerked me into the room and quickly shut the door as he flipped on the lights. "Well, that was just great," he said sarcastically.
"I'm sure she's seen your cute behind before," I told him as I went to my suitcase. "I'm sure she changed plenty of your diapers." He grimaces. "I don't want to think about it." I just laughed at him more

But she's the Pastor's wife ... Do you not understand the irony of this whole situation?" he said clearly enjoying himself. "One evil being at your door, kissing the hand of your adopted mother who's married to the Pastor with whom you live. You, the sweet, innocent, unscathed mate of my twin brother who renounces what he is, but is also ... an evil being. I mean, you can't write this stuff.

It's fate, but fate just gives us a nudge in the right direction onthe fast lane, I guarantee she doesn't have her hands in your pockets while she's doing it

It's my job as best friend to make sure he's not a serial killer. Or an English major, not sure which one's worse.

True love should not have to lie, cheat, or steal. The best kind of love finds you when you need it most.

When you will you learn that we all have our place, our parts to play?"
I scoffed, wincing as the slices on my back pulled. "When will you learn that it's up to you if you play those parts or not?

Give me the breath in your lungs, all the steps you took to get here, the only heart you got, your very soul. I want all there is, Soph.

This is like a freaking romance novel. What happened next?

Let's go get dressed."
I looked down at him and saw that he was in his underwear still. I couldn't help but smile, but then we heard a door open. Gran came out of her room, stopping dead in her tracks at seeing her grandson in his skivvies.
I waited for her to blush, or something, anything, but she just stood there. Caleb coughed uncomfortably and pulled me in front of him. It was the first time he'd ever put me in front of him. Usually it was the other way around. And then Gran's cackle started. She laughed so hard and pointed, even doubling over as she did so.
"Gran, come on," Caleb complained to her and then bent his head to look at me when I started laughing too.
"I'm sorry," I said,"but its funny!" "Caleb," Gran laughed and gasped for breath, "just tell me you didn't walk all the way from your cell that way and I'll be fine.

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Bye, sweetheart," he said gently and put the truck in gear, but he stopped me. "Wait." I looked at him and he had a little embarrassed smile on his face. "Uh ... I can't leave." That made me feel ... kinda awesome. It was the first time he needed me to release him and not the other way around. "Really?" He smiled and shook his head. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?" "Yep." He laughed, his smile ... pretty sexy. "We'll see each other in just a little bit. I promise," I finished so softly, it sucked all the playfulness out of the truck and turned it into something else entirely.

We may live forever, but what's the point if you don't actually live?

His arms held me like I was made of glass. Glass that you wanted to protect without cracking, but crush into your soul for safekeeping.

It was funny how normal things seemed to go on even when everything was so messed up. People could still fall in love, even at the end of the world.

I took out the book once more. Snails can sleep for three years without eating. Snail comas. Welcome to my world.

Only the sweetest of the sweet would bring brownies to the apocalypse.

I refused to ask for help. You may call that stubborn, I call it independence.

Day is its own infinity, every hour, its own eternity, every minute, its own forever. I

So what was your favourite song?"
"Um ... the one about the sun sizzling into the ocean." He laughed hard. "What?"
"Zeke wrote that song about his cat."
"His cat," I repeated blandly.
"Yep, Peaches, she ran away."
"I'd run away too," I muttered under my breath, making him laugh harder.

I did that girly little sighing thing you do when you can't handle all the sweetness anymore and bit my lip.

It's you," he whispered in wonder. "You're the one.

You proposed over a plate of burned bacon?