Aria Quotes

Roar's mouth pulled into a smile - a beautiful smile she hadn't seen in weeks.
"Beautiful, huh?"
She drew her hand away, giving him a small push on the shoulder. "Don't act surprised."
"I'm not. Always nice to be reminded, though. ~ Veronica Rossi

He was so much more than she had expected. More than a delicious body and a smile that came out of nowhere to light up the darkness of this hopeless place. ~ Aria Kane

This." He seized hold of her hand and pressed it over his still heart. "There are times I can almost feel this actually beating for you. You have owned it since the moment I saw you. It may have taken me a while to come to that realization, but it's true, and there is nothing, nothing that is going to change that. Not blood and not sex. You were made for me Aria. ~ Erica Stevens

I promise. I've never been with another woman. I always thought something was wrong with me, but now I know I was always meant to be with you. Please ~ Aria Cole

When I looked a little closer, I noticed a guy sitting in the dark, tapping his leg in slow, deliberate movements. His head was cast down, but his eyes...his eyes looked directly at me. My breath caught. I tried to focus on what was being said, but the penetrating gaze from the guy in shadows made my heart pound wildly. When my eyes found their way back to him, I noticed the scowl on his face and immediately looked away. My goodness, this was going to be a long meeting. ~ Maayan Nahmani

Everyone basically has one aria to sing over their entire life, and this one is hers. ~ Meg Wolitzer

I can't because I don't want you to hide from me. ~ Veronica Rossi

The smile of an angel that had my heart sprouting wings. ~ Aria Cole

The season of Lent is puzzling to many. Denying ourselves our favorite treats or habits - even for a short time - seems archaic in our I-want-it-now culture. Lent is a plodding, definitive crescendo that leads up to the cacophonous noise of Good Friday and the gorgeous aria of Easter. It's a season marked by deliberateness and intentionality. ~ Anonymous

When Courtney appeared from the hallway, a whisper of a smile emerged on her eerily familiar face; Spencer's legs dissolved into Jell-O. Aria let out a small squeak. ~ Sara Shepard

Contrary to popular belief," Gretchen grumbled. "It's creepy to watch a girl while she sleeps."
Clint shrugged and smiled. "Sorry, I guess I should've just woken you up. ~ Aria Kane

The world was often ugly and painful, filled with hate, sadness, and despair. But Aria? She made sense in a senseless world. She was the rainbow to my everlasting thunderstorms. ~ Brittainy C. Cherry

Your mother stands against everything my parents believe in," I say. "But I'm not my parents."
"Aria," Hunter whispers into my ear.
"Yes?"
"Just kiss me."
We press our lips together gentle, and it's like I am alive, on fire, like I can do anything in the world. I know this because he's a mystic, but there's something more familiar, something safe and sexy and irresistible about the way his lips feel, his tongue brushing lightly against mine. Our passion is like what's described in my love letters: it's like coming home, finally, when I never even knew I'd been away. ~ Theo Lawrence

It's different ... isn't it? Perry will know I left to protect him - won't he? You saw how many people left ... because of me. None of this would have happened if I hadn't been there in the first place. I had to leave."
Roar nodded. "It's still going to hurt."
Aria pressed the heels of her hands to her eyes, keeping back the tears. [He] was right. When it came to pain, reasons didn't matter. ~ Veronica Rossi

His words hung hollow between us, the knowledge that I'd given him my virginity, my body, my heart, my everything, only for him to walk away in a few weeks shredded me. ~ Aria Cole

Hank spoke. "I'm sorry."
"You said that."
A small laugh escaped his mouth. "Yeah, but I didn't mean it then. ~ Aria Kane

A daughter is a rainbow - a curve of light through scattered mist that lifts the spirit with her prismatic presence. Is a shadow - a reminder of something brilliant ducking out of sight, too easily drawn away. She is an aria, swelling within the concern chamber, an echo reverberating across a miniature sea. She is a secret, whispered, a hint of what we cannot know until it finds us. She is a sliver of her father, a shard of her mother. A daughter is a promise, kept. ~ Ellen Hopkins

What I was trying to say," he whispered, "is that I see you in everything. There isn't a word for you that means enough, because you're everything to me. ~ Veronica Rossi

Then she melted against him. He felt the moment she surrendered to him. It made his blood sing with need. Finally. ~ Aria Kane

He lay down, gathering her close. Aria slumped against him, turning her ear to his chest. She listened to his heartbeat - a good, solid sound - as the warmth of his body melted into her. She'd been in a fog earlier. Hallucinating and searching for what was real. She found it in him. He was real. ~ Veronica Rossi

I'm freezing," moaned Isabella. "I shall freeze to death."
"Cheer up, my southern flower." Jake hauled on the oars. "This was your brilliant idea. Anyway, you can die spectacularly of pneumonia, and someone will write a great tragic opera about you."
Isabella gave him a teeth-chattering grimace, but her expression turned dreamy and distant as if she was already imagining her last heart-rending aria.

Cassie cleared her throat in exasperation. "Can we not talk about spectacular deaths? ~ Gabriella Poole

Nothing worth anything has ever proven itself to be easy. I should think you 'd have discovered this by now. ~ Aria Beth Sloss

Brandon stared up at her with a dangerous, self-satisfied grin.
"What are you looking at?" she said, teasing.
Brandon responded without hesitation. "The most beautiful sight I've ever seen. ~ Aria Kane

The truth is that I understood very little of what she was saying. Before Alex, what thrills I'd experienced I'd found in my imagination, the result of burying myself in book after book. I depended, I mean, on escape for my various joys. It had never occurred to me that real life might offer the smallest portion of the happiness I found in reading, the ordinary scaffolding of my day to day a thing I'd made a habit of burying under a thousand imagined lives, each more inviting than the last. And then she came along and it was as though life were a Christmas tree and I'd discovered the hidden switch, the whole thing lighting up in a blaze of color. ~ Aria Beth Sloss

An aria in an opera - Handel's 'Ombra mai fu,' for example - gets along with an incredibly small number of words and ideas and a large amount of variation and repetition. That's the beauty of it. It's not taxing to the listener's intelligence because if you haven't heard it the first time round, it'll come around again. ~ James Fenton

I was born singing. Most babies cry, I sang an aria. ~ Gail Carson Levine

Peregrine," Molly said sometime later, when the group had fallen quiet. Talon snored softly with his head in her lap. "Sable made an announcement to us earlier. He told us this place was going to be called Cape Rim. I think we can do better."
"I know we can," he said. "What would you call it, Molly?"
"I've been thinking about it, and it seems to me we wouldn't be here if it weren't for Cinder."
"Oh ... ," Marron said. "That's lovely."
Aria looked up, her violet scent filling him with steadiness. "What do you think?"
Perry looked down to the waves, and then farther out to the dark horizon, where he saw only stars. "I think it's a great name. ~ Veronica Rossi

He had invaded every part of my life. Even if I wanted to forget all about him, he was obviously not going to allow it. ~ Lilly Wilde

I didn't really imagine a girly chandelier in here when I built the house, but you've got good taste." He winked. "Of course I do. I picked you, didn't I?" I teased, then crossed the space to him. ~ Aria Cole

You're not mad at me?" she asked.
He leaned to the side and placed a lingering kiss on her neck. "If I pretended I was, would you make it up to me?"
Another kiss landed on the sensitive skin of her collarbone, testing the edges of the coveralls.
"Um," Jenna stammered. "No."
"No?" He leveled his eyes with hers. They sparkled with amusement.
She tried to think, but her body had apparently decided her brain was a nonessential system and shut it down. "Yes? ~ Aria Kane

Aria dropped her satchel against the wall and glanced at the front door, smiling at a sound beyond the reach of his ears. A second later, Roar blew into the house in a dark flash.
'Finally!' he bellowed. He wrapped Aria into a big hug, lifting her off the ground. 'What took you so long? Don't answer that." He glanced at Perry. "I think I know. ~ Veronica Rossi

If I were an opera singer, Id have sung you an aria. If I were an artist, I would have painted your portrait. But cooking is what I'm best at. ~ Lisa Kleypas

His smile banished my loneliness and limbed the hollows of my anema with starlight, pure and bright...his touch hummed in my bones like an aria -- a song to my dance, a beginning of a promise. ~ Roshani Chokshi

She was special, different. The feelings that twisted in my gut when I looked into her eyes told me all I needed to know. She'd walked straight out of my dreams and into my little town, and I would make her mine. ~ Aria Cole

Okay, I'm going. But I want you to know that this thing between us, it's powerful. There's no word to express this new found connection we have, Aria. It's like dividing by zero... you can't define it. ~ Brittainy C. Cherry

We can reach a global harmony if we remove xenophobia ~ Neda Aria

Aria ... everyone feels lost and low. It's how a person acts that makes them different ~ Veronica Rossi

She looked so vulnerable and sad he couldn't help but reach out and cup her face in his hand. He didn't care who saw him do it. Because I believe in you. ~ Aria Kane

Come on, Paisley. What's the worst that could happen?"
Aria meant it as a joke,but her voice sounded too high so she tacked on a laugh. That came out sounding mildly hysterical.
"What could happen in a damaged dome?"
Paisley counted on her slender fingers. "Our skin could rot off. We could get locked out. An Aether storm could turn us into human bacon. Then the cannibals could eat us for breakfast. ~ Veronica Rossi

On Rossini's 'The Barber of Seville' - "Much has been written about the fiasco of the opera's first night on 20 February 1816, most of it true: the mockery of Rossini's Spanish-style hazel jacket, the rowdy animosity of the Paisiello lobby, the jeering and the catcalls, as one mishap succeeded another. Basilio sang his 'Calumny' aria with a bloodied nose after tripping over a trap door; then during the act 1 finale, a cat wandered onstage, declined to leave, and was forcibly flung into the wings. According to the Rosina, Gertrude Righetti Giorgi, Rossini left the theatre 'as though he had been an indifferent onlooker'... The second performance was a triumph, though Rossini was not there to witness it. He spent the evening pacing his room, imagining the opera's progress scene by scene. He retired early, only to be roused by a glow of torches and uproar in the street. Fearing that a mob was about to set fire to the building, he took refuge in a stable block. Garcia tried to summon him to acknowledge the adulation. 'F***' their bravos!' was Rossini's blunt rejoinder. 'I'm not coming out'. ~ Richard Osborne

Aria Crosses Over ~ Sara Shepard

But, if you leave with me, you're mine. ~ Aria Cole

My father was an American who could cuss in Italian and make an aria out of it. It was wonderful to watch. But then again, he was a Gemini. I believe in that stuff. ~ Dominic Chianese

You love someone despite all their flaws. You love someone despite the fact that they have made mistakes. You love someone because you care about them ~ Aria From The Curse Of Everwood By B. V. Taylor

I sing what I sing. And that's recitals and orchestra concerts. To appease - no, that's not the right word - let's say to satisfy - any opera urgings that my public has, I'll put in an aria. ~ Kathleen Battle

It isn't an easy business (...) Love, he said finally. I was referring to love, Rebecca. ~ Aria Beth Sloss

Your fate can change in a heartbeat. Grasp what happiness you can while it is still in your power to take it. ~ Aria Cunningham

So then they'd snuggled up to each other, naked, and started to talk. Ezra told her about the time he was six and sculpted a red squirrel out of clay, only to have his brother squash it. How he used to smoke a lot of pot after his parents got divorced. About the time he had to take the family's fox terrier to the vet to have her put to sleep. Aria told him about how when she was little, she kept a can of split pea soup named Pee as a pet and cried when her mom tried to cook Pee for dinner. ~ Sara Shepard

She'd fallen into my arms and stolen every beat of my heart ~ Aria Cole

Have fun, party hard, and tell her I love her. ~ GirlDrawsManga

Then he glanced at Roar, who waited on the dock. Maverick had never heard him speak a word. He'd only seen Roar stare vacantly at the water, or at the sky. "You know, you could do a lot better than him, ladybug." Aria shook her head. "No. I couldn't. ~ Veronica Rossi

I had been walking through the Chakara Forest. Fat moths the size of palms wreathed my hair like pearls and moonstones. And then, as I had done since before language burgeoned in the velvet clefts of the mind--I danced.
Not a slow dance, but sharp, punctual movements. My dance organized the shadows of trees, canceled the cloying plumes of wind-fallen fruit, aligned the moonbeams themselves. My back arced gracefully as I moved, neck extended like an oryx, fingers conjuring sharp kathas of rhythm, when a sound crunched not far from me.
I spun around. "Who's there?"
From beneath the heart-shaped leaves of a peepal tree, something rustled. And a voice, so lush it made ambrosia acrid, answered me.
"Only the lowly painter who tries each night, in vain, to capture evening herself."
"What do you want? Show yourself."
The stranger stepped out of the peepal tree. He was broad-shouldered, his features as severely beautiful as a strike of lightning. He wore a crown of blackbuck horns that arced in graceful whorls of onyx, catching the light. But it was his gaze that robbed the clamoring rhythm in my chest.
His stare slipped beneath my skin. And when he saw my eyes widen, he smiled. And in that moment, his smile banished my loneliness and limned the hollows of my anima with starlight, pure and bright. He moved toward me, grasping my hand, and his touch hummed in my bones like an aria. A song to my dance. The beginning of a promise. ~ Roshani Chokshi

"The love that you receive is equal to the love you give ... And for those rare souls who give with no thought of receipt ... only they are worthy of the eternal love; the force that breaks bonds of brotherhood, that transcends the vagaries of pride and ego, a binding of souls that endures across the Ages" - Tyrphosa, Priestess of Aphrodite ~ Aria Cunningham

His hand worked swiftly between my legs, arousal pooling and dampening my thighs, his tongue thrusting past my lips. ~ Aria Cole

For me, all those systematic Bureaucracies of traditional schools jaded me. For me, I still couldn't understand why we have to have a factory style education for children living in the 21st century. Why hold them in place, asking them to read and repeat and giving them a number of tasks to finish? I still have no idea how exams and objective assessments could measure human behavior or intelligence. Is it some kind of barcoding human aptitude? Is it ethical anyway? ~ Neda Aria

I'm tired, Aria. I want peace."
"You want peace now that you have everything. ~ Veronica Rossi

You are always one choice away from a different future. ~ Aria Michaels

Good. If any stranger comes up to you, I want you to shoot them in the head."
"Seriously?" I asked.
"Yes."
"What if it's some old woman, asking me to help her open a door or something?"
"Aria, I'm not joking," Shadow said. "I need you to protect yourself."
"Alright, in the head," I agreed. "Fuck grandma. ~ Logan Patricks

And there was so much noise. A symphony of grinding, a chorus of popping, an aria of exploding, and finally, the sad clapping of hard metal cutting into soft trees. ~ Gayle Forman

I'm going to bury myself so far inside you and spill my seed, everyone will know you're mine. ~ Aria Cole

I'm going to cook you a dinner, which we'll eat by candlelight. Roses, wine, witty banter, the whole first-date deal."
Everywhere he touched, her skin tingled with the promise of more. Feeling a soft breeze brush across her skin, she glanced toward the common room and flashed him a wicked smirk. "A bedroom with a door?"
"Mmmhmmm," he murmured as he tilted his head toward her, smirking. "I hadn't realized you were so high maintenance. ~ Aria Kane

Even now, I could no more chart her influence than I could the gravitational powers that rule the tides. I suppose that could be said of anyone we love, that their effects on our lives run so deeply, with such grave force, we hardly know what they mean until they are gone. ~ Aria Beth Sloss

I am a runaway, lost at sea.
I am a broken bird, yearning to fly free.
I am a sinner, unworthy and unholy.
I am a rose, wilting slowly.
I am a raindrop, touching your cheek.
I am a child who plays hide and seek.
I am nothing, and yet I am everything.
I am contradictions and complexities.
I am a face with a hundred entities.
I am love and I am hate.
I am the voice that cannot communicate.
I am a melody, haunting and sad.
I am a soul that has slowly gone mad.
I am death in a living body.
I am a dangerous opium poppy.
I am rage, running through my veins.
I am pain, bound in chains.
I am isolation, imprisoned in my mind.
I am abandoned and left behind.
I am tenderness, soft and kind.
I am trust, naïve and blind.
I am remorse, shattered and frozen.
I am the path I have not chosen.
I am sadness, drowning in an ocean.
I am faith, yearning for devotion.
I am madness, rebellious and wild.
I am sanity, safely filed.
I am wisdom, cursed and blessed.
I am a name that will burn in your chest. I am a journey, destination unknown.
I am a heart turned to stone.
I am forever alone. ~ Mina Alexia

Give it to me, she wanted to scream. Give me the pain. Let me take it from you. ~ Veronica Rossi

Take her. Own her. Eat. Feed. Bite. Devour. ~ Aria Cole

Sweetheart, this is my first time, too. I waited a long time for you, for this. I couldn't imagine being with anyone else but you. This is the beginning for us, baby. This is my forever, ~ Aria Cole

I'm sorry, I really did want to talk to you." His free hand went to her face and cupped her cheek.
Something tightened pleasantly in her belly. "Just talk?" she breathed.
He nodded, but used their clasped hands to pull her closer to him.
She raised her head and met his eyes, a storm of blue and green. She smirked. "That's a shame. ~ Aria Kane

I sang softly and the melody and lyrics filled the air as I tried to tune out the machine that cut away his love and joy, his beautiful long hair. I didn't look away from his eyes even for a second, trying to tell him... I'm right here no matter what…while trying hard not to fall apart. ~ Maayan Nahmani

She looked at the knife, her throat tight with emotion. No roses or rings with him, but a knife with feathers carved into the handle. A knife that was part of him. She couldn't accept it. ~ Veronica Rossi

His lips brushed my ear. "Tonight you beg me to spare you, but one day you're going to beg me to fuck you." No. Never, I swore to myself. His breath was hot against my skin and I closed my eyes. "Don't think because I don't claim my rights tonight that you aren't mine, Aria. No other man will ever have what belongs to me. You are mine. ~ Cora Reilly

Fine,' Aria conceded. 'But *I'll* carry her.' She grabbed the baby seeat from the back. A smell of baby powder wafted up to greet her, bringing a lump in her throat. Her father Byron, and his girlfriend, Meredith, had just had a baby, and she loved Lola with all her heart. If she looked too long at this baby, she might love her just as much. ~ Sara Shepard

Do you need me?" she said. She could scout as well as Roar and Brooke, who had already disappeared into the darkness.
Perry looked up. His hair was tied back with a leather strip, but a piece fell forward, a blond wave coming to rest at his eyebrow. "You want the truth?"
Aria braced herself for a comment about her arm. "Always."
"That's my answer. ~ Veronica Rossi

I love it when an aria fits a singer as perfectly as a suit of well-tailored clothes. ~ Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

I'd finally reached the end of myself, all my self-reliance and denial and pride unraveling into nothingness, leaving only a blank Alison-shaped space behind. It was finished. I was done.
But just as I felt myself dissolving on the tide of my own self-condemnation, the dark waves receded, and I floated into a celestial calm.
I saw the whole universe laid out before me, a vast shining machine of indescribable beauty and complexity. Its design was too intricate for me to understand, and I knew I could never begin to grasp more than the smallest idea of its purpose. But I sensed that every part of it, from quark to quasar, was unique and - in some mysterious way - significant.
I heard the universe as an oratorio sung by a master choir of stars, accompanied by the orchestra of the planets and the percussion of satellites and moons. The aria they performed was a song to break the heart, full of tragic dissonance and deferred hope, and yet somewhere beneath it all was a peircing refrain of glory, glory, glory. And I sensed that not only the grand movements of the cosmos, but everything that had happened in my life, was a part of that song. Even the hurts that seemed most senseless, the mistakes I would have done anything to erase - nothing could make those things good, but good could still come out of them all the same, and in the end the oratorio would be no less beautiful for it.
I realized then that even though I was a tiny speck in an infinite cosmos, a bli ~ R.J. Anderson

Youth has many glories, but judgement is not one of them, and no amount of electronic amplification can turn a belch into an aria. ~ Alan Jay Lerner

What if this was a sign? Maybe I'm not supposed to be an Outsider.
He surprised her by taking her hand and threading his fingers through hers. "You already are an Outsider. You fit everywhere. You just don't see it yet."
She stared at their hands. He'd never done that before.
Roar gave her a droll look. "It's just odd having you lay your hand on my arm all the time," he said, responding to her thoughts.
Yes, but this feels intimate. Don't you think it does? I don't mean that I think we're being too intimate. I guess I do. Roar, sometimes it's really hard to get used to this.
Roar flashed a grin. "Aria, this isn't intimate. If I were being intimate with you, trust me, you'd know."
She rolled her eyes. Next time you say something like that, you should toss a red rose and then leave with a swish of your cape. ~ Veronica Rossi

I can't concentrate. I thought I could do this." He put his hands up in defeat. "Can't." Then he came closer. Aria didn't think her heart can beat any faster, but then it did, faster with every step he took toward her, until it hammered against her chest, making her breathless when he stopped right in front of her. ~ Veronica Rossi

How many times had she stared up at this same sky and marveled at the view? How many more times would it take before it got old? She hoped she would never know the answer to that question. The gentle gold of Saturn's surface was ever present like a muted eternal sun. The rings, with shades varied from the same gold of the planet's to a brown so dark it might've been black, swept across the planet's fluid surface. ~ Aria Kane

From the corner of her eye, the wildflowers along the wall caught her attention. "Roar, wait!"
Roar turned around. "Yes?" he asked, arching an eyebrow.
Aria ran to the wall, scanning the flowers. She found the right one and plucked it. She drew in its scent and imagined Perry walking beside her, his bow across his back, looking over with his lopsided grin.
She brought the flower to Roar. "I changed my mind," she said. "Give him this."
Roar's eyes crinkled in confusion. "I thought you liked roses. What's this?"
"A violet." ~ Veronica Rossi

The aria, after all, is the soul of opera. ~ Richard Strauss

It didn't matter if Aria was hundreds of miles away, or whether she'd hurt him, or said goodbye, or anything else. Nothing would change the way he felt. The moment Aria had taken his hand on the roof at Marron's, she'd changed everything. No matter what happened, she'd always be the one. ~ Veronica Rossi

He kissed her slowly. Everything went slowly so he could follow her temper, and search into her eyes. When they joined, her scent was brave and strong and certain. Perry took it into himself, breathing her breath, feeling what she felt. He'd never known anything as right. ~ Veronica Rossi

Jenna swallowed the lump in her throat. "Good evening, gentlemen."
"You'll be hard pressed to find a gentleman in this bunch," a forty-something guy with close-cropped white hair said, laughing.
She walked closer to the group and held out her hands in apology. "Sorry, didn't mean to offend. ~ Aria Kane

Yes. Of Course ... I'll always ... Like you, Aria. He grinned, because he sounded like fool. He loved her-down to his soul-and he was going to tell her sometime. But not with Talon's knee digging into his kidney. ~ Veronica Rossi

I told you I'd do anything for you. That's the truth. The best truth I know. ~ Aria Kane

That's called prostitution, Aria. ~ Ashley Nicole

How desperately she wanted to pretend they were waking up in just any ordinary bed, in an ordinary world. ~ Aria Kane

I feel most spiritual when I am listening to a soprano voice soaring to the top of its range at the most dramatic point of an aria. It feels like a geyser shooting up from the center of the earth and reaching for the stars. ~ China Forbes

Perry could no longer deny that it was common knowledge. Aria was the safest path to him. ~ Veronica Rossi

Mr. Presley has no discernible singing ability. ~ Jack Gould

Goldberg Variations. The simplicity of the opening aria calmed her nerves. Bach ~ John Tesarsch

Aria: I went to Hollis. Because I was looking for ... you know. Her. She was teaching an art class, so I ran inside, grabbed a paintbrush, and painted a scarlet A across her chest. You know, like that woman in The Scarlet Letter? It was awesome. She didn't know what hit her. And then I said, 'Now everyone will know what you've done'.
Ella: Do you realize that Hester Prynne is supposed to be a sympathetic character? ~ Sara Shepard

I… that took a lot of guts, what you did today."
"Can't really pretend it didn't happen anymore, right?" And being a better person doesn't mean hiding from or lying about who I used to be.
"So much of what you talked about is shit that happens in school very day, Aria. The gossip, the text messages, the comments. People do it all the time. Everyone does it. I've done it. Doesn't make it okay but… I can see how it spiralled out of control like that."
I shrug. "I figured, if my story makes people stop and think about what their words could do to a person, then I should tell it right?"
"Right." He nods slowly, his eyes roaming my face.
"I miss you," I don't mean to say it aloud, but it slips out anyway.
He offers me a sad smile. "I miss you, too, AJ. ~ K.A. Tucker

His listening intensified day by day until he could hear the adagio movement of a nucleus inside an electron aria that floated through the operatic galaxy inside a single atom. And then he began to hear extra ... In the case of the marmalade spoon, the whir of the bluebottle fly was more than a buzzing, it also spoke of the splendor of courage. That was the extra part. ~ Rita Leganski

I am a single bullet. It has no heart. Therefore, it does not think. It just flies straight towards its target. ~ Kanzaki H Aria

Tell me what to say. What can I say to make you want me the way I want you? ~ Veronica Rossi

Father's lips thinned. "You are right. But as I see it Aria will be living under my roof until the wedding and since honor forbids me to raise my hand against her, I'll have to find another way to make her obey me." He glowered at Gianna and hit her a second time. "For every one of your wrongdoings, Aria, your sister will accept the punishment in your stead. ~ Cora Reilly

Since the second her eyes met those gorgeous blue ones, each look from him had made every cell of her body feel like it might explode. She'd never wanted another man as much as she wanted Brandon James in that moment. And there was no shame in that. ~ Aria Kane

Come thaw my frozen heart, my little arctic kitten."
Unable to resist, Aria jumped in and picked up the next line. "No chance, my yeti man, I'd rather be frostbitten."
"Let me be your snowman. Come live in my igloo."
"I'd rather freeze to death than hibernate with you. ~ Veronica Rossi

It is a perverse tradition we honor. Kings adorn their halls with images of battles they won, the people they've conquered." He paced as he vented, a lifetime frustration pent up in that twisted truth. "I have brought kingdoms on the brink of war to peace, and my deeds will never be deemed as heroic as those who kill." - Paris of Troy. ~ Aria Cunningham