Skyla Madi Quotes

I watch her, amazed how my body does what she tells it to without hesitation and it's in this moment I realize, Olivia isn't mine ... I'm hers.

Shit," Seth grunts. "Maybe he does have a magic dick."
Jackson snickers, but I don't find it funny at all. Not in the slightest.
"He doesn't have a magic dick." I spit. "You two are just being immature.

Life comes at you hard and fast, it doesn't slow for anybody. It weathers you, destroys you. It breaks down your mind, body, and soul until there's nothing left. Then what?

Don Russell took from Seth and Seth doesn't fare well when his things are taken.

One way or another,

If not for love, then what else?

I drag my gaze back to Seth. He's covered in blood and sweat. He points at me and then at his eyes and then at his chest. He wants me to watch him... I shake my head. I can't. It's too much. He does the gestures again. And again.

His words hit me. He knew about Mila's and Gabriel's love ... perhaps he could change things. If he did, Eli and I could be together freely, but until then there was no happy ending. I could feel it. The love that Eli and I have was great, but when has any great love in history ended well? Romeo and Juliet, Cleopatra and Mark Antony, or Tristan and Isolde? Each and every one ended in tragedy, be it death or banishment.

Vague. Since when are you vague with me?
I exhale and recap the whole situation. Chase scoffs and laughs appropriately. By the time I'm finished, I've successfully converted him to team Seth.

I can tell you I love you to the moon and back, but as far as I'm concerned, it's not enough. I can tell you I love you to the next universe and back and the distance still isn't enough to describe how I feel. I love you. I love you more than any word, any object, any emotion and any measure of distance this life can ever depict.

He seems like a good guy. I mean, sometimes he looks at you like he wants to consume you, but you are beautiful so I'm not going to hold that against him.

You know, at least Gabriel showed up announced like a gentleman. He even told Mila that she looked beautiful. You and your toothpick just show up, scaring me half to death.

You mean I deserve someone like you? Someone who I know nothing about and has no quarrels with fucking me, but a huge issue with relationships? Yep, I got everything I deserve right there.

I'll never tire of her warm smile or bright green eyes. She's mine, in sickness and in health, till death do us part-scratch that- even in the afterlife she's mine and I'll fight any spirity-ghost bastard that attempts to fuck this up.

Love only gives hope if it is returned. A love not returned works like poison.

I want to feel overwhelmed by love - so overwhelmed that it exhausts me and I fall asleep in his arms. That is a relationship. That is love.

When someone affects you so much that you can't sleep at night without them, you can't think straight whenever they're in the room and you'd risk it all for them, you go for it. You take no risks.

You are beautiful." He whispers in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.
I can't help the smile that spreads across my lips. "You're being silly." I titter, placing my hands on his as they massage my stomach and my hips. "You've seen plenty of naked women ... "
"Not like you." He lowers his mouth to my neck and kisses my warm flesh. "Never like you.

It's hard to believe someone who walks around commanding so much attention with his acute cockiness, hard muscles, and tattoos would ever let someone like me bring him to his knees-and make no mistake, I bring him to his knees. I bring him to his knees, hard.

He must have a magical dick because there's no way I'd keep dating someone who cheated on me every week.

Let me tuck you in before I go."
"You want to tuck me in?" I ask incredulously.
"Of course. I take care of what's mine."
"And I am yours.

That's the thing with keeping up appearances, Rose; people will do anything to get one and anything to keep one.

I hear his denim jeans crumple to the floor and my insides squeal like a horny teenager.

I'd fly to the moon and back to comfort you when you need it.

You do realize that means you're officially off the market." I say, poking him in the hard stomach. The warm, wide palms of his hands cup my face and my breath hitches.
"Baby, I've been off the market since the moments these cheeks turned the sexiest shade of pink."
Heat flares under my skin and I avert my gaze. "And when was that?"
"When I caught you eye-fucking me."
I shove him and he lets go of my face. "I did not."
He laughs loudly and squeezes me against him. "You did. Admit it.

He is annoying-quite possibly the most annoying man I've ever met, and I fucking love him. I love him with everything I have, and tonight i promised I will for the rest of my life.

If you want me, you get everything--my problems, my passions, my past--everything.

I learned one thing; you should endeavor to find the one person you're comfortable with. You should go out of your way to find someone who makes you smile at the same time they make you mad. You should find someone who doesn't give you ultimatums, but is willing to grow with you and not for you. The right person for you will grow beacause they want to, not because you want them to. You should find someone who knows exactly how to make it up to you when they make mistakes- and remember, everyone makes mistakes.
No one should settle for less.
Everyone deserves their own Seth.

I'll be counting down the days."
"Wow, way to make me feel crazy." He says, leaning in and kissing my neck.
"How?"
"Because I'll be counting down the seconds.

Time and space falls away as he holds me in his gaze. The building could be on fire right now, alarms could be blaring-sprinklers blasting-and I'd have no idea.

You love who you love and that's who you love.

Mark my words and hold my heels, I do not play nice when other women touch my things

I wanted a guy who made my stomach flutter, who was polite and respectful to everyone because he didn't think of anybody as beneath him, a man who did good things not because of what he'd gain but simply because it was the right thing to do. I wanted someone that cared about the injustices of the world and tried to help even if the issue didn't affect his life.

They're called "better halves" for a reason, I guess. You can't have one half that's worse than you. It'd be a disaster.

I'm circumcised, washed, and all one color. There is no fifty shades of peen going on down there.

Knowing that someone here cared about
me was like being given a box of matches when you're stranded on a cold, deserted island.

You don't see yourself like I do. You don't see the way your cheeks turn pink when I say or do inappropriate things. You can't hear the sweet, innocent tone in your voice when you say things... but I do.