#ella

Tanner: I think that I might kiss you to keep your lips busy with something other than insulting me. Ella: If you think you can do it without getting lost. ↗

— Melissa Lemon

#humorous #melissa-lemon #romantic #smartass #business

I love you, Ella May and nothing will ever change that. You can push me away -run away – and I will still love you. ↗

— Jessica Sorensen

#change

Isabella with her whip and boots and knives would chop anyone who tried to pen her up in a tower into pieces, build a bridge out of the remains, and walk carelessly to freedom, her hair looking fabulous the entire time. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabella #freedom

It be more a feeling. Something swirls out in the beyond, something unnatural. It’s the reason so few venture to these worlds. The black spaces are a part of it, pieces unraveling pulling apart. We’ve come too far, waited too long to turn back now. Only death awaits us here. ↗

— Jennifer Silverwood

#qeya #sci-fi #ya-novella #death

Every girl should have at least one wild fling on her resumé. ↗

— Donna Cummings

#romance #romantic-comedy #romantic

Run, Bella, run. I love you too much, for your good or mine. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#edward #love #midnight-sun #twilight #love

Damn, Lu. When did you get an ass like this? ↗

— Gina L. Maxwell

#gina-l-maxwell #seducing-cinderella #love

The crimson satin lining gleamed in the firelight, and so, too, did his eyes. When he looked up at her, there was a mist to them once again. “Little magpie,” he whispered as he looked at the black onyx ring. “You gave up everything for this, didn’t you?” She nodded. “That is how much I trust you. Everything I had hidden away in that biscuit jar went to this. All my worldly goods are in that ring, Jude.” “Then I will take it and hold it close, and never give you cause for regret.” He put the ring on his index finger, and Isabella grinned. How perfect it looked—how utterly sensual. She wanted that ringed hand on her body, comforting her. Loving her. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#isabella #jude #seduction-and-scandal #love

I remember the first time I saw you. Your hair was in two braids instead of one. I remember when you sang in the music assembly and the teacher said "who knows the valley song?" and your hand shot straight up. After that, I watched you going home everyday. Everyday ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#music

Back on the ferry, I sip some vodka on the rocks and have a chat with God. Me: (desperately) What the *&%$# am I going to do? God: Me: (surprised) Really? After all those Sundays of being a back up singer for Jesus, you got nothing to say? God: Me: (humbly) Help me out here. ↗

— Lexis De Rothschild

#lexis-de-rothschild #novella #sailing #love