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121 " I knew it was coming. That question. It was like he had a freaking daily quota to hit. "
― Ashlan Thomas , To Hold (The To Fall Trilogy, #2)
122 " I swore with his newfound love of bathing, I would see Isaac in human clothes next. If he started wearing skinny jeans, I would have to intervene. "
― Ashlan Thomas , To Love (The To Fall Trilogy #3)
123 " Her pain was so unexpected, so raw, and deep, a penetrating, all-encompassing pain. It was no longer her pain, but ours. Whatever her thoughts were, brought tears to her eyes, lips trembled, and her fists clenched as though she were ready to crumble into ash. It was impossible to stop my own tears from coming. What I wouldn’t give to take this ache from her. "
124 " If you hear screaming, it’s my meltdown. Do me a favor and make sure I stay dressed.”Those hazel eyes took their sweet time taking in every inch of my body. “I make no promises. "
125 " Are you trying to cram the whole week into her mouth right now? Don’t your tongues ever get tired? "
― Ashlan Thomas , To Fall (The To Fall Trilogy, #1)
126 " I envisioned Andy tied down to the kitchen table covered in green mambas. That probably wasn’t very angelic of me. Still… "
127 " I wasn’t all that sure God existed because there was no explaining why He hated me so much. It wasn’t as though He’d learned not to like me; it was more like one of those insta-hates that only intensified without any reason. And He loved screwing me over. Like it was His favorite pastime or something. Like He really had nothing else better to do than fuck with my life. Just when I thought there wasn’t one more obstacle He could throw my way, He proved me wrong. More than God loved screwing me over, He really loved proving me wrong. "
― Ashlan Thomas , The Silent Cries of a Magpie (Cove #1)
128 " I had failed him so many times, and with his world fracturing around him, I was falling into the fissure instead of holding onto him and pulling him out. I couldn’t be what he needed. She was his world and he was mine. My brother. "
129 " My dreams were welcome; they were what felt real to me, and to wake in a world where Abby was not mine was the dream, the true nightmare. "
130 " Xander whispered, “How’s it going so far?”I shrugged. “He has a lot to say and I can’t tell him to be quiet without looking nuts.”Caleb laughed. “I’m sure he knows. He’s constantly reading your mind.”My head snapped up to Raphael. “Really? Like all the time?” Xander and Caleb nodded and I slumped in my seat. “Holy crap.”Xander sat up straight. “Something I should know?”Shifting, I knotted my hands. “I…no.” Lie. Complete and utter lie.“Is it Xander related?” His voice turned to a sexy rumble. He grinned when he saw my cheeks redden. Raphael chose this time to speak. “Yes, Alexander, quite often, in fact. Her thoughts of you are usually inappropriate. "
131 " Raphael had taken notice of Greg at lunchtime—it was hard not to being that he was the biggest human at school. Raphael was pleased to have a class with him. I knew this because he said so in his non-stop Gregory Johnson commentary: What astounding athletic skills that Gregory Johnson must have. Gregory Johnson could slay a battalion of enemy soldiers wielding nothing but a sword. What a pity Gregory Johnson’s soul was not meant to become an angel. My hairstyle would look exceptional on Gregory Johnson. Evidently, the human-first-name-only-concept was lost to Archangels. "
132 " I stepped out of the Millennium Falcon and went to Star Wars heaven. "
― Ashlan Thomas
133 " Why do you have to be so damn wonderful all the time? Especially now!”“I can’t help it. I am what I am. "
134 " When did we get Watermelon Oreos? That just sounded so wrong. "
135 " I looked up to the Heavens gauging the distance. Maybe I could catapult Raphael back with an epic kick to the ass. "
136 " Once upon a times and happy ever afters could suck it and die. "
137 " I shouldn’t get a thrill out of seeing her upset, but when her nose crinkled that way and her eyes heated, I couldn’t help but getting turned on. "
138 " Andy said something about angels aren’t suitable superheroes, especially English ones. That was all it took and Calista ripped into him. She went on and on about angels and what we’ve done for the Earth and humanity since the dawn of Creation. Andy snapped back that having wings doesn’t make you all that great, and she’s nothing more than a molting light flitting around in the sky like a wannabe Tinker Belle. Calista slammed her hand down on the granite, smashed it to bits, and called him a small man who she could crush just as easily. I think he peed his pants! "
139 " Little known fact and I’d learned this one early on. Mom had two voices. One was nurturing, sweet and nice, loving and gentle. That was the voice she’d used for whoever was on the phone just now. Actually, most people were on the receiving end of that voice. Most people meaning anyone who didn’t have a penis with the last name Scott. The other, though, was reserved for her dipshit sons or anyone with a penis and the last name Scott. There was nothing sweet and loving in that tone and she had the uncanny ability to make me feel like I was four years old again and I’d just used her red lipstick to draw Iron Man on the wall. No doubt, it was our fault. We’d driven our poor mother to adopt this alternate persona over the years because we were complete and utter dipshits. "
140 " I want to run my finger over the lip you’re biting and kiss you. I wouldn’t stop there. I would fly you far away from here and practice for days with you. That’s what I want to do. Just so you know. "