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The things greater than us, Thora, they're not impossible. It's just fear talking, telling you that you when you can. I know you can.
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Krista Ritchie |
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We're like lightning and thunder, inherently different but alike enough to share the same sky.
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Krista Ritchie |
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She fuels the fire in my soul, the embers slowly dying, and she tries feverishly to awaken me.
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Krista Ritchie |
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Daisy: "How did you know that you loved running and rock climbing?" Ryke: "Because when you find something you love, you can't quit. Every failure pushes you harder. It's in your soul and in your fucking heart."
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Krista Ritchie |
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I near her, cupping her face with large rough hands. I stare down into her yellow-green eyes. "You're not a pit stop. You're my finish line. There's no one after you." I kiss her powerfully, my tongue parting her lips, and she responds. But not as much as I hoped. So I break apart and add, "I want you for eternity, not for a brief moment in time."
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Krista Ritchie |
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Connor pinches her chin between his fingers, and he says, "Vous etes enceinte." You're pregnant. I spit out my water. Just like that. One word. Enceinte. And my cover is blown. Fucking fuck"
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Krista Ritchie |
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An impassioned spirit truly paints the gray world with color.
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Krista Ritchie |
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I sincerely think that Connor is asexual. Like a sponge. He probably wouldn't even notice if you hit on him.
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Krista Ritchie |
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We've become something of a family. A dysfunctional, fucked up family.
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Krista Ritchie |
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People say you can't describe love, but I have this theory that you can. It's just subjective. Do you want to know what love feels like for me? It's breathing and suffocating. Sobbing and smiling. Yearning and fading. To ache that much harder. To live that much larger. It's every moment. Every single, tiny one.
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Krista Ritchie |
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I love all of you.
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Krista Ritchie |
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Don't you ever fucking apologize for another guy's offense.
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ryke-meadows
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Krista Ritchie |
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We're no longer welcome at that particular hotel...for eternity. Those were the manager's exact words." Connor loosens his bowtie. "I don't blame him for thinking we're immortal. In some preclassic civilizations, I'd be considered a god."
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Krista Ritchie |
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Yeah, my father is an egotistical douchebag," he says roughly. "My name literally means Jonathan empire."
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Krista Ritchie |
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I know I've married the right person when words turn you on as much as they do me." I read deeper into that, as I should. Translation: I could only ever be with you, Rose. "
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Krista Ritchie |
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Three years later and drowning in lies, we're suddenly prepared to lose everything for the chance at something real.
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Krista Ritchie |
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Because I think she loves you more than she loves sex. And you love her more than you love alcohol, but you two just haven't let yourselves believe it yet.
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Krista Ritchie |
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Don't flash those green doe eyes at me." "They don't melt your heart of stone?" I banter. "Stone can't fucking melt ... it just grows hot."
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Krista Ritchie |
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The bad thing about nerd stars: they're so high up that it's hard to hear or see unless you exist in space with them.
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Krista Ritchie |
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She's my fucking sun, and even though she's set tonight, she means nothing less to me. I love her just as fucking madly.
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Krista Ritchie |
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You don't need to replace me. You can have me, sweetheart." I pant for air. "Say that again." His lips brush my ear, hot breath warming me. "How about I just fucking kiss you?"
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Krista Ritchie |
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I had sex," I blurt out for the second time. All eyes immediately fixate on Connor, who has been very quiet. His phone is gone and his hands are in his pockets. "Yes, it was with me," he answers the non-existent question."
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Krista Ritchie |
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I secretly want to raise my hand and say, introvert in the building!
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Krista Ritchie |
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I can sue you for harassment". "Lets play that fucking game." Lo replies "lets see whose lawyers are better. I'm a goddamn Hale. My family eats shitty fucks like you for brunch. Don't you ever force yourself on a girl ever again"
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Krista Ritchie |
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This was unintentional." It became something more without noticing. Without realizing. "Am I a mistake--" "No, myshka. You're just the unexpected, beautiful thing in my life."
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Krista Ritchie |
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Why are you so patient with me?" I whisper. "Because every part of me wants to take care of you."
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Krista Ritchie |
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He never gives up on me, even when I disappear at night. Even when I wane like the setting sun. His love is unyielding and exists to cloak me through heartache, through misery, through laughter and pain. I love him in every moment. In every smile. In every frown. And I will love him after every long way down.
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Krista Ritchie |
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You're my favorite fucking wild thing.
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Krista Ritchie |
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Daisy: "My scar is bigger than your scar." Ryke: "And my cock is bigger than your cock."
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Krista Ritchie |
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Back then," he says, "I was so addicted to you." He truly smiles, a very, very rare one. "I still am."
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Krista Ritchie |
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Would you like a glass or are you still being obnoxious?
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Krista Ritchie |
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My mom was Sara Hale. My dad was Jonathan Hale. I was no one's son.
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Krista Ritchie |
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She went a little fucking overboard on her anger." He looks at me. "Her daughters are all a bit nuts, so you know exactly where they get it from." "She called the fucking cops on me," I retort. "That's not nuts that's --" "It's nuts," he rebuts. "It's fucked up." "That too," he says."
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Krista Ritchie |
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Loren Hale: father of a cute-as-hell little boy, discipliner (but not in a shitty, Jonathan Hale way), and husband to an adorable, pinchable blanket-lump.
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