Becca Fitzpatrick

"Say 'provoking' again. Your mouth looks provocative when you do."
"All this time I've hated myself for it. I thought I'd given it up for nothing. But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you."
"Killer skirt, deadly legs."
"The more time I spent with him, the more I knew the feelings weren't going away."
"What good is a body if I can't have you?"
"Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't."
"Call me Patch. I mean it. Call me."
"Part of me wanted to run away from him screaming, Fire! A more reckless part was tempted to see how close I could get without... combusting."
"For the first time all day I felt safe.Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly stalking me. Maybe not so safe."
"He was the worst kind of wrong. He was so wrong it felt right, and that made me feel completely out of control."
"Is everything a joke to you? I asked.He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. Not everything.Like what?You."
"I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night's rain. Or angel magic."