Quotes from Jennifer Lynn Barnes

Libby moved toward Nash and took his phone from his pocket. There was something intimate about the action--the way he let her, the way she knew he would.

It doesn't have to be anything other than what it is. No messy feelings. No obligations. No promises. No expectations.

My grandfather built this chapel so Nan would have someplace to yell at God," Jameson informed me.

I didn't want to be the glass ballerina or the knife. I wanted to prove, at least to myself, that I was something.

I'm supposed to be stronger than this. I wanted to be stronger than this. For you"... "You don't have to be anything for me, Grayson." I wait until he opens his eyes, until he's looking at me. "This," I say. "You. It's enough"... "It will never be enough.

This family--we destroy everything we touch.

How's Tuscany." "The birthplace of the Italian Renaissance? Full of winding roads, hills and valleys, where a morning mist rolls out in the distance, and the forests are littered with leaves so golden red that the entire world feels like it's on fire in the very best way? That Tuscany?

If I were a boy," Thea told him with a Southern belle smile, "people would just call me driven." "Thea." Constantine frowned at her. "Right." Thea dabbed at her lips with her napkin. "No feminism at the dinner table." This time, I couldn't bite back the snort. Point, Thea.

I knew the exact moment that Toby saw the trap I had laid. "Horrible girl," he whispered roughly, and the tenderness in his eyes when he said it almost took me down.

Too young to party, just old enough to participate in federal investigations of serial murder

And then," Grayson said, "the old man was gone. And then... there was you." "Grayson." His name caught in my throat. Grayson just looked at me, his light eyes shadowed. "Sometimes, you have an idea of a person--about who they are, about what you'd be like together. But sometimes that's all it is: an idea"... "It was never just the idea of you, Avery.

You may be tested by flames but you need not burn

If it had been me in the woods, if I'd been the one to go with Briggs, if I'd been the one you saw at the exact second . . . would it have been me? He didn't finish the question and I didn't answer it

You love fairy tales, I know, but I can't be your happily-ever-after. We can't stay here in our little castle forever.

This is some double-oh-seven-level shift right here, Ave. I'm motherfaxing James Bond, motherfaxers!

Avery, I can personally guarantee that Nash will not ax-murder you or allow you to be ax-murdered by anyone else while I'm gone.

Seriously?" Xander wheezed. "You're playing strip bowling without me? Never mind. Focus! This is me focusing.

I couldn't shake the feeling that this life was never meant for me.

I know that Jamie loves you." Grayson looked at me the way you look at art in a glass case, like he wanted to reach out to touch me but couldn't. "And I've seen the way that you look at him, the way the two of you are together. You're in love with my brother, Avery." He paused. "Tell me you're not

He brought his hands to the side my face, then the back of my neck, and I felt his touch through every square inch of my body. "I love you. I would die to protect you. I would make you hate me to keep you safe because damn it, Avery - some things are too precious to gamble.

The world is your motherfaxing oyster. It's okay to want things.

I glanced back at Oren and one of his men- not Eli. This man was older. Oren had called him the team's arctic specialist. Because every Texas billionaire needed an arctic specialist on their security team.

And at the end of the day, he'd chosen me. Over family. Over his mother.

No one is going to believe you chickened out of anything," he said. From the way he'd phrased that, you would have thought I was fearless.