Summer Romance Quotes

“Stop this right there. You’re not defined by what you do, Violet. It drives me crazy that you think that. You don’t have to do anything to be extraordinary. Just being you is enough. You’re enough.”
― N.S. Perkins, The Infinity Between Us

“No, it's too much. I should never have let you know that I was here. After all, there was no reason to tell you. It was just that we landed and I was sucked up by the tentacles of this, your city, and your name and that summer that were all inseparable and I called as soon as I put my bag down on the bed in this room.”
― Ana Castillo, Loverboys

“A monarch butterfly landed on the towel, its orange wings awash in the afternoon light. A yellow-and-black tiger swallowtail perched atop her still-damp shoulders. One with blue wings hovered over Kaden.”
― Liz Parker, In the Shadow Garden

“She kissed him like that until time fell away and it was only them and the stars and the warm Kentucky night.
When she finally pulled away, she found the ground around their quilt covered in butterflies. A startled laugh escaped Kaden's lips.
"It's called a kaleidoscope," Irene said, a little breathless. "The swarm.”
― Liz Parker, In the Shadow Garden

“Thank you for making this the best summer of my life. - Ben -”
― Claire Raye, One Fired Up Fourth

“Lucas stopped inches from my fingers, but he was still too close. "And I don't?" he whispered. "I get you more than anyone ever has, and you know it. There's still something between us. You can't ignore that." A primal spark blazed behind the cool blue of his eyes. "Andy."
I didn't want him to say my name like that, like it was all he needed to remind me of an entire summer of longing that I'd tried so hard to forget. He didn't get to do this to me. Not this year.”
― Jessica K. Foster, Andy and the Summer of Something

“I didn't look down, but my face flooded with heat I hoped he couldn't see in the shade of the dock. I was wearing a white shirt. How rude of him to mention it like I was in a wet T-shirt contest.
I cleared my throat. "Does that distract you?" My voice came out lower than it should have.
"You've always distracted me," he breathed, his lips descending.”
― Jessica K. Foster, Andy and the Summer of Something