I understood books. I did not understand boysespecially alien boys.
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Onyx.
“That kind of love should've been able to beat sickness. That kind of love should've conquered anything.”
“My heart cracked. Daemon never begged.”
“Your mail could've waited." Daemon followed me into the kitchen. "What is it? Just books?"Grabbing the OJ from the fridge, I sighed. People who didn't heart books didn't understand.”
“Daemon pressed his forehead against mine. "Oh, I still want to strangle you. But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why. We just make crazy together.”
“I frowned as my fingers throbbed. Wait a sec. Theres a chance I cant work with fire and you let me do that?How else am I going to figure out your limitations?What the hell! I pulled my hand free, f...”
“Daemon laughed "I'm only at the service of one person in particular"My cheeks flamed as I scooted my chair over. "You are not servicing me in any way."He leaned in, closing my newly gained distance...”
“Some experiences are universal. A girl is a girl whether she lives in West Omaha or Sweet Valley. Books are often far more than books.”
“A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.”
“The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,And all the sweet serenity of books”
“The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.”
“Its bad enough to be a girl, anyway, when I like boys games and work and manners!”
“Only time can heal your broken heart. Just as only time can heal his broken arms and legs.”