#patch

Killer skirt, deadly legs. ↗

She'll kill me if she finds you in here. Can you climb trees? Tell me you can climb a tree!" Patch grinned, "I can fly. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#becca-fitzpatrick #fly #hush #nora-grey #patch

I want to do a lot of things to your body, but that's not one of them. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#body

You're a liar!" He turned around, his black eyes snapping. "I'm also a thief, a gambler, a cheat, and a murdered. But this happens to be one of the rare times when I'm telling the truth. Go home. Consider yourself lucky. You've got a chance to start fresh. Not everyone can say the same. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#liar #nora #patch #cheating

You’re impinging on my private space,” I said, inching backward. Patch gave a barely-there smile. "Impinging? This isn’t the SAT, Nora. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#patch #sat #space

He grinned. “Busted. I’m a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless — and shockingly handsome — alter ego.” “And I’m on top of it,” she announced with witty triumph. “Is that a Freudian slip?” His bluntness caught her off guard. A self-conscious blush rose in her face. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#patch #consciousness

Hate to disappoint, but no feathers. I came to Earth stripped naked. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#hate

How did you get in?" "I move in mysterious ways." "God moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightening-here one moment, gone the next. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#patch-cipriano #mystery

Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#hush #nora #patch #meaning

Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked. "If I did?" "I don't like it." He grinned. "It stays, Angel. ↗