I speak for everyone here today," he tells us, "when I say that you two--Lily and Loren--are the strongest people we've all ever had the honor to meet."
Our love is rare. It's one I can't abandon, even if I tried. When she screams, an identical one rips through me. When she cries, my world rains with grief. When she loves, I truly, truly fly.
I'm attracted to people. To the words they speak, to the actions they take, to their full-bodied mannerisms and soulful gaits. I am attracted to people. To impassioned hearts that beat out of sync, the ones that skip a measure, heard in hushed places and violent spaces--I am attracted to people.
I love you, Dais, because you're the wildest fucking girl with the biggest fucking heart. And without you in my life"--he shakes his head like it's an inconceivable picture--"I'd be the unhappiest fucking guy."
What's going to happen," he breathes, "is that I'm going to carry you through this door. I'm going to draw out every single moment until you're exhausted. And I'm going to move so slow that three months ago will feel like yesterday. And tomorrow will feel like today, and no one in this fucking universe will be able to say your name without saying mine."
She was a genius on paper. But not a team player. She was quick to loathe others. But not against loving. She was a complicated equation that didn't need to be solved.
I was waiting for the sun to chase me," he breathes, drawing me to his chest. In one swift movement, my lips are on his. The world is spinning. He kisses me like this is the moment he's envisioned all his life. Like this is heaven on Earth. For me, it is. A blissful moment before something that could be the end. The rush before the fear. He whispers, "I fucking love you." I smile, my lips tingling. "Guess what?" "What?" "I love you more th..
I'm in love with you," I whisper. He tries to smile but his eyes flood instead. "Don't love me more than your dreams, myshka. Because I love you too much to let you give them up for me."
You are your own anchor, Ryke. When you fail, you hurt yourself more than anyone else. Do you want to keep burning or are you going to let yourself rise
There's something about Lily that makes all the terrible parts of me seem irrelevant. That makes a bad day momentary and a good one infinite. It's love like this that's worth living for.
I've watched Lo become sober. I've watched Lily curb a relentless addiction. I've watched Rose blaze her own trail and put fire to stereotypes. I've watched Connor fall in love. With more than just himself. I've watched Ryke Meadows unclip his shackles and rise again. And me. I've discovered who I am.
Lily Calloway...all this time, your superpower has been loving me." Tears cloud my eyes, and they don't stop, especially as he adds, "And you'll be happy to know that I'm not mortal." "You aren't?" I choke. "No." He shakes his head, brushing away the wetness beneath my eyes. "Because my superpower is the love that I have for you. It's out of this world, extraordinary, incomprehensible kind of love. And no one and nothing on this Earth com..
I love the way he's staring at me. It makes me feel more than just beautiful. I feel like I'm his. Like no one else could possibly compare to me. He doesn't even have to say the words. I see it in his eyes. I can practically read it in his mind.
I had no one before Rose. No true friends. No family, not really. Now I have her. I have people I care about. People that I want to protect. Now I have everything. The only thing about having everything is that you can lose it all.
You love me," I breathe. He lets out a short laugh. "You're such a fucking girl." "Say it again." He smiles, a full blown one that tingles my body all over. "I fucking love you, sweetheart."
I knew from the beginning that we'd be addicted after all." His amber eyes bore straight through me. "I just didn't know whether we'd be at a better place than we were before." . I don't even have to say the words. He knows the answer too. We're at the best place we've ever been, reaching a stasis together. It's beautiful up here, and even if I fear falling, it's nice to know I've been down that road before. And I can always walk to the to..
We're all assholes," Lo tells Garrison. "But one day, you'll meet an asshole that pushes you to be a better person. Those are the ones that stick with you."
Whether it's men, women--it doesn't really matter. The human race is filled with passion and lust. And to coin terms like heterosexuality, homosexuality or even bisexuality makes no sense to me. You are human. You love who you love. You fuck who you fuck. That should be enough--no labels. No stigmas. Nothing. Just be to be. But life isn't that kind. People will always find things to hate.
I've found that life is a series of crossroads, dead-ends and U-turns. There is no real destination. There is no goal to end all goals. As long as we're living, we'll always keep driving.
He stares down into me and says, "I'll keep her safe." My eyes well with tears while my lips pull high. "Against the world, Loren Hale?" "Yeah," he nods. "Against the world, Lily Calloway. I'm familiar with that battle."
She waltzes into the apartment, her Chanel handbag swinging on her arm like a weapon. Rose frightens children, pets, and even grown males with her icy eyes and chilling glares.