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Nevermore (Nevermore, #1) QUOTES

Nevermore (Nevermore, #1) QUOTES

1 " You're a dream. Like everything else. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

2 " Death always wins. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

3 " Isobel moved farther into the kitchen, not knowing whether to be relieved that her mother hadn't had an atomic meltdown, or mortified that she'd taken it upon herself to play head chef with the nearest thing Trenton High had to a Dark Lord. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

4 " It is naught but pain and regret when we think of the things and people we will never have, the opportunities we may never get. But to pine for those we have had and loved and once held but will never clasp again, it is torture of an unbearable degree. It is the worst pain possible. Enough to drive you away from yourself... "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

5 " You yourself could be nothing more than a shadow, someone else’s dream who is, themselves, someone else’s. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

6 " The more this guy talked, the more he sounded like a fortune cookie. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

7 " Her fingertips reached to trace the damage, but he grasped her hand with his own. He leaned down, far enough that the dark ends of his hair brushed feather-light against her face, caught in her lashes. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

8 " Despite all the dark armor, the kohl liner, the black boots and chains, she saw him clearly now. She’d peered through the curtain of that cruel calmness, through the death stare and the vampire sentiments and angst and, behind it all, had found true beauty. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

9 " She never answered. She couldn’t. All she could do was stare, reaching toward him with her gaze alone, pulling him to drown in the sorrow of those depthless black pools. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

10 " Dancers churned around them like storm tossed flowers, their heads held to either side as they whirled with abandonment.
“Look at them,” he whispered, his voice in her ear. “Have you ever seen anything like it? They have everything, don’t they? Everything except a single care to dwell on. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

11 " Painted faces laughed. It was like a mad carnival where everyone was oblivious, lost in the bliss of chaos, a throng unaware of a bomb planted beneath the
floorboards. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

12 " Just because I wear black and keep a private journal, that doesn't mean I'm going to blow up the school. Or terrorize mindless cheerleaders, for that matter. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

13 " You never give up, even when you should. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

14 " A glance toward her digital clock showed the numbers twitching and randomly changing on their own, as though her clock couldn’t make up its mind on what time it wanted to be. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

15 " She glanced down at the contents of her plate. Just tell him what it is. Simple. Look at it and say what it is. "Sloppy Joe," she managed.

"Hmm," he said, sounding doubtful. "May he rest in peace. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

16 " Holy granola! "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

17 " Sweet, soft demolition. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

18 " She’d never seen a boy with hands like that, with long, delicate fingers, beautiful but still masculine. His fingernails were long too, almost crystalline, tapered to points. They were the kind of hands you’d expect to see under lace cuffs, like Mozart or something. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

19 " Is it also true that you drank to excess?” Isobel asked, flipping to the next index card.
Poe scoffed at the question, his response simply “Nyeh.”
Varen’s head snapped so quickly toward her father that Isobel was surprised the sunglasses hadn’t flown off.
“Well, sometimes,” Poe corrected himself. Shifting, he stooped in his seat.
Varen’s stare remained.
“Often,” Poe growled, angling away, pulling his already tight jacket around himself even tighter. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)

20 " He was horrible and fascinating all at once, like a scorpion prepared to strike, all angles and sharp lines and menace. "

― Kelly Creagh , Nevermore (Nevermore, #1)