Swoon Worthy Quotes

“You destroy me."
"Juliette," he says and he mouths the name, barely speaking at all, and he's pouring molten lava into my limbs and I never even knew I could melt straight to death.
"I want you," he says. He says "I want all of you. I want you inside and out and catching your breath and aching for me like I ache for you." He says it like it's a lit cigarette lodged in his throat, like he wants to dip me in warm honey and he says "It's never been a secret. I've never tried to hide that from you. I've never pretended I wanted anything less."
"You-you said you wanted f-friendship-"
"Yes," he says, he swallows, "I did. I do. I do want to be your friend. He nods and I register the slight movement in the air between us. "I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend," he says. "The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body, Juliette-"
"No," I gasp. "Don't-don't s-say that-"
"I want to know where to touch you," he says. "I want to know how to touch you. I want to know how to convince you to design a smile just for me." I feel his chest rising, falling, up and down and up and down and "Yes," he says. "I do want to be your friend." He says "I want to be your best friend in the entire world."
"I want so many things," he whispers. "I want your mind. Your strength. I want to be worth your time." His fingers graze the hem of my top and he says "I want this up." He tugs on the waist of my pants and says "I want these down." He touches the tips of his fingers to the sides of my body and says, "I want to feel your skin on fire. I want to feel your heart racing next to mine and I want to know it's racing because of me, because you want me. Because you never," he says, he breathes, "never want me to stop. I want every second. Every inch of you. I want all of it."
And I drop dead, all over the floor.
"Juliette."
I can't understand why I can still hear him speaking because I'm dead, I'm already dead, I've died over and over and over again.
He swallows, hard, his chest heaving, his words a breathless, shaky whisper when he says "I'm so-I'm so desperately in love with you-”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“I wonder if it's possible for people to fall in love with a person one characteristic at a time, or if you fall for the entire person at once.”
― Colleen Hoover, Losing Hope

“Isn’t it obvious, Sage? No, of course it isn’t. I did it so I’d have a reason to be around you — one I knew you couldn’t refuse.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Watching her talk to someone else made me crazy. I was jealous. Ridiculous. I wanted her to know me; I wanted her to talk to me. And I felt it then: this strange, inexplicable sense that she might be the only person in the world I could really care about.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Destroy Me

“Are you okay with what we ordered?” Angeline asked him. “You didn’t pipe up with any requests.”

Neil shook his head, face stoic. He kept his dark hair in a painfully short and efficient haircut. It was the kind of no-nonsense thing the Alchemists would’ve loved. “I can’t waste time quibbling over trivial things like pepperoni and mushrooms. If you’d gone to my school in Devonshire, you’d understand. For one of my sophomore classes, they left us alone on the moors to fend for ourselves and learn survival skills. Spend three days eating twigs and heather, and you’ll learn not to argue about any food coming your way.”

Angeline and Jill cooed as though that was the most rugged, manly thing they’d ever heard. Eddie wore an expression that reflected what I felt, puzzling over whether this guy was as serious as he seemed or just some genius with swoon-worthy lines.”
― Richelle Mead, The Fiery Heart

“I'd kill for you, give up everything I own for you.... but I won't give you up.”
― Sylvia Day, Reflected in You

“I'd rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.”
― Walt Disney Company

“Good luck, Oretsev. Find the firebird, and when this is over, I'll see you well rewarded. A farmhouse in Udova. A dacha near the city. Whatever you want."

"I don't need any of that. Just..." He dropped Nikolai's hand and looked away. "Deserve her.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

“Sometimes...." He paused and squeezed his eyes shut. " Sometimes our hearts.... crack a little." -Jack”
― Brodi Ashton, Everneath

“Tell me you do not feel as I do and I will leave you and you may be with another.”
― Tamara Rose Blodgett, The Savage Blood

“Oh, Lord. Now he was not only an impoverished orphan, but an impoverished, unloved orphan with a passion for books. Her every feminine impulse jumped to attention.”
― Tessa Dare, When a Scot Ties the Knot

“With the suddneness of a cat leaping upon its prey, he leaned forward and caught up her wrist. "Tread lightly, Miranda Fair." His thumb moved lightly over her fluttering pulse, as she stared with her mouth assuredly hanging open in shock, her heart beating furiously within her breast."You know, it's never wise to tempt the devil." His gaze lowered to her hand, still locked in his grip, her fingers glistening with pear juice. "Had I not this mask, I should be of a mind to suck that juice right off of your fingers.”
― Kristen Callihan, Firelight

“There wasn't a limit he could reach or a line he wouldn't cross in order to make her happy.”
― Gail McHugh, Pulse

“[...] I could cease to be a Grey and take the name of my mother should have had before she was married. I could be a Starkweather. I could have a true Shadowhunter name"
[...] "ofcourse you can have a true Shadowhunter name", Will said. "You can have mine.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess

“You don’t ever doubt me again,” he said hoarsely before his mouth grazed my nipples, first the left and then the right. His scruffy beard scraped the skin beneath raw as he went back and forth. “I will fucking kill you if you ever doubt me again!” he snarled.

My eyes rolled back into their sockets at the weight of his words, the desperation in his voice matching the desperation in my movements. I moaned as he bit my nipple harder, almost chewing it between his teeth. I was trapped underneath him, and even though I knew I could push him away, I also knew I wouldn’t.

“You answer me when I’m talking to you! ” he roared.

“I won’t,” I breathed, my hands in his short hair. “Oh, God, I won’t.”

“You won’t what! ”

“I will never doubt you again!”

“You’re damn right you won’t.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“Kaylee,
For over a hundred years, magicians have been pulling objects out of hats. Rabbits, flowers... It's become such a famous trick that rabbits are known to represent magic in general.
I'm a magician. I've been pulling things from hats since I learned the trick at ten years old. It's all about sleight of hand. Misdirection.
Distraction.
What people don't really know is it isn't the magician that makes the trick magical. It's the object. What is a zig-zag box without the blades? What is a cage without a dove?
The object is the spark--the real reason why the illusion is worth seeing, worth doing, worth discovering.
Sometimes magicians lose their rabbits. They get lost in the act, or the magician makes a mistake and has to coax the rabbit back out. Because without the rabbit, the trick is useless. Without the rabbit, the hat becomes insignificant.
Kaylee Elizabeth Sperling, you are the rabbit to my hat, and I love you. Please forgive me for losing the spark in your trick. I will do whatever I can to make it up to you, starting with this deck of cards. 52 reasons why I love you. And I could fill another deck. Perhaps two more or three.
Whatever it takes to coax my rabbit back out.
-Nate”
― Cassie Mae, True Love and Magic Tricks

“I’ll cling to the hope that one day, after such a strenuous wait, I shall hold you in my arms and whisper against your lips, “My dearest, you were worth every second.”
― Caroline George, Dearest Josephine

“This is your home.” He reached up his other hand and gripped my face, pressing down hard against my cheeks.

I nodded.

“Say it!”

“I won’t run,” I whispered as I watched an angry tear trickling from his eye. I leaned forward and licked it away.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“I struggled not to laugh at the brand-new bottle of lube in his left hand and the unopened box of condoms in his right. He watched me, his expression dark.

“Just buy those?” I asked lightly.

He nodded once.

“Had it all worked out in your mind, did you?”

He nodded again.

“Have you ever fucked a man, Seven?”

He shook his head, his right hand squishing the box of condoms as he tightened his grip.

“And… this is what you want?” I looked at his face then, watching for any signs of doubt. There were none as he nodded again.

I opened my arms. “Come here,” I said softly.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“Felix’s beauty devastates him, annihilates every fiber of his being, and the voices shout in his head, they sing to him until he thinks his head will split.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“Me and Seven, I thought as I arched my back. Me and Seven, that’s all there is. That’s all there needs to be. He kissed me sweetly as his hips rolled forward, and his breath became fire in my mouth.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“Why are you dim when your face is so fucking pretty? When your eyes are bright enough to light up my whole damn world. Why?”
― Pella Grace, Knock Love Out

“Who loves you, Warren Valentine?" She did. I want Lilla to know that kind of love. The kind of love that never leaves or abandons.”
― Pella Grace, Knock Love Out

“Loving her in secret was becoming his new favorite thing.”
― Dannika Dark, The Thief

“There doesn’t need to be music for two people to move together and make somethin’ special.”
― Bella Jewel, Hard to Fight

“I have waited four hundred and eight days to make you my queen.”
― L. N. Reagan, Crowns of Love and Death

“Trust me, Princess. I would rather end my own life than ask you to do anything that might hurt you." I hadn't meant to say those words. They just fell out, like they'd been there all along and were waiting for the right moment to make themselves known. Funny thing was, I wasn't upset or embarrassed, even though they came too close to a confession for comfort. They just felt right. Everything with Bridget felt right.”
― Ana Huang, Twisted Games

“We both know fire and water don't mix well." "Oh, but doesn't it create just the most marvelous steam.”
― Anna Lynn Hammar, Enigma

“Crucibles burn away the dross... Sometimes, I fancy that’s what has happened to me.”

She studied his face. “How do you mean?”

“All of this... I lost faith. I lost heart.” His eyes met hers with rueful humor. “I lost you.”

Ann stilled. Her breath caught in her throat as he reached to brush a stray curl of hair from her temple. He tucked it back into the confines of her black bonnet.

“I suppose that sometimes you have to be put into the fire to realize what’s truly important to you,” he said. “It burns everything else away. Melts you down to your finest parts. in the end, all that was left of me were my responsibilities-- and my love for you.”
― Mimi Matthews, The Lily of Ludgate Hill

“I told you in York,” he said. “It isn’t over.”
Her eyes closed briefly against a swell of such raw yearning she didn’t know whether to weep or to swoon.
He bent his head to hers. “It never has been. Not for me.”
She felt his breath warm against her lips for a suspended moment before his mouth captured hers.
A muffled gasp. A flicker of doubt.
And then . . .
Oh, and then.
Her lips softened, yielding beneath his as if they’d been waiting for him all this time.
A low growl of approval sounded in his throat. It reverberated within her, a thoroughly disconcerting sensation. She wanted—”
― Mimi Matthews, The Lily of Ludgate Hill