Aileen Quotes

Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I tackle you again?

I took another bite of my ice cream as the girl tried to stop the fight. Ice cream and a fight? Best mall trip ever.

There was really way too much hotness going on back there.

—Entonces... ¿Habéis dormido bien? ¿No te duele nada, Caleb? —preguntó Cahal cruzándose de brazos y sonriéndoles. —Ayer estabas bastante indispuesto. Aileen lo miró echando fuego por los ojos. —Muy bien, Cahal —contestó Caleb. —Ya no me duele nada. —¿Qué le dolía, señor? —preguntó María untando los gofres de chocolate. Aquella conversación se estaba saliendo del tiesto. —Los huevos —comentó Menw haciendo que todos se partieran de la risa. -¿Perdón? —dijo María agrandando los ojos de una manera no demasiado inocente. —Huevos —corrigió él. —¿Podría hacerme unos huevos fritos, también? —Claro —contestó María achicando los ojos. —Señorita Daanna, ¿me acercas los huevos de Menw? Aquel comentario tomó a todos desprevenidos y de repente estallaron a carcajadas. No se podían aguantar. María, Mewn, Cahal, Danna, Caleb & Aileen Serie Vanir -Libro de Jade

Is it okay if the fragments aren't in context?" "It's fine. This is what humans are like.

I look at him ready to cry again. Not out of pain. Not out of need. But because his words rub that part of my soul that suffers, that wants to be explored like a virgin land that has remained intact for centuries and craves to be occupied, appreciated and transformed.

No. Lo que nos pasa es un milagro. Hay un hombre para cada mujer. Un alma que complementa a otra a la perfección.

Can we please drop the whole ‘school starts tomorrow’ talk? I’d like to live in denial for a little while longer.

Dastien ran his fingertips along my jawline "Je suis desole, mon amour.

When you put it that way, yuck. I guess when I think of vampire, I picture Brad Pitt or Robert Pattinson. More sexy, lets stinky

No. No break. We don’t need a break. I’m not perfect, but I get it. I can’t see you run away from me again. So we stop this. We’re all in, because there is no other option for me. You’re my mate. You’re it for me. You have to trust me.

I can’t do that. I can’t turn my emotions off and on like that. I’m either all in or all out. And if you can’t do that—if I don’t come first, then for God’s sake, leave me alone.

I'd do anything for you, Tessa. I know you don't realize that now, but you will.

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me..Phil 3:14

If you can't be a good example, At least be a horrible warning.

We need to run from here.” Everyone in the backseat started taking off their clothes. “What the fuck are you doing! This isn’t orgy time. It’s fucking kick ass time.” “We’re going to shift, you idjit,” Shannon said. Harsh but she was right. I was being dense.

There was nothing more certain in life than the ending of a good romance novel.

Bookstores were my kind of place. All those shiny books, lightly touched by only a couple of people. Each one held a different world, a different life to disappear into.

Shocking, sad, revealing, and deeply researched, this true account of the life and crimes of serial killer Aileen Wuornos will fascinate true-crime fans.

Why do you want to keep this beauty for yourself? Why don’t you want to share it? The world is made of shared grace and harmony. Look at the sun shining, at the bees flying, the flowers blossoming. What would happen if they were ashamed like you are? No beauty would be revealed. We would live in an eternal shadow of what could exist.

Oh no. Oh, hell no. Merciful God above. Jake looked around for Aileen, his latest conquest and plus one for the engagement party for his brother Travis. "Yes, I need only a one-way ticket," Grandma announced loudly to the Alaska Airlines clerk at the kiosk. Jake watched with a mixture of horror and panic as his grandmother bought a ticket on the same flight as him. please let her credit card be declined; please, please. "Here you go!" The evil lady handed over a boarding pass and smiled at Grandma

Love conquers all... Every cloud has a silver lining... Faith can move mountains... Love will always find a way... Everything happens for a reason... Where there is life, there is hope. ...Hmph...They gotta tell ya somethin'.

I dusted my books off, placing each one—sorted alphabetically and by genre—on the shelves Dad installed. What some people might call “anal,” I’d call efficient. What good was it to have a book if you couldn’t find it when you wanted it?

The worst days only make the best ones that much sweeter. This too shall pass. And happy days will be ahead.

I knew I was cherished. Treasured. Even if the worst happened, this moment was worth it. It was worth everything. Because love was worth it. Always.

I’ve found that when God closes a door, there’s usually a window.” “And if there’s a window, there’s a good chance Tessa is jumping out of it,” Meredith said from behind us.

Kids who read can do anything!

But there were no promises in life. No guarantees. I had to live every day like it was my last, and do my best to make my life count. So, that was what I was doing.

To clothe a woman is to hide her failings and frailties,” Auntie Aileen told me. “A dressmaker is talented with the needle, but above all she is a secret keeper.

What’s mine is yours and yours is mine. From earth to air to fire to water. Moon and sun. I will be yours to the end of time.” I

I was aiming for the stars. And I’d be more than happy with the moon. It was fitting, too. I’d have the moon and the wolf. As

I’d already given so much. What would be left, if I kept giving pieces of myself away?

Aileen, I wish I could’ve taken you there. It’s too late now. I wish you hadn’t hurt all those people. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I know you hate it when I say that, what I meant was that I wish all those people hadn’t hurt you. ("Aileen Wuornos Isn't My Hero")

His look darkens and he heaves me against his chest forcing me to look at him. “What I do know is that you are disrespectful and disobedient. And that is something that we have to change, don’t we?

Grandma smiled brightly. “How lovely! It seems your whore has arrived.” Jake groaned and covered his face with his hands. There was no way out of it. His grandmother was going to get him shot. A&E women scorned, here I come. “Excuse me?” Aileen put her hands on her hips and did a weird head nod at Grandma, and nearly teetered off her high heels. Oh, this wasn’t good. Not good at all. Grandma reached out and patted Aileen’s arm. “Sweetheart, I’m the one with hearing aids, not you. I called you a whore. Would you like me to spell it for you, too?” She nudged Jake. “What did you do? Find her at a high school career fair?” And then in a horrifyingly loud voice she began spelling. “W-H-O-R-E.

Ignorance isn’t bliss. It’s completely frustrating. I’m going to read this thing, and then I won’t feel so freaking lost all the time. So no distracting me.” Before I could read one sentence, Dastien yanked the book from my hands. “You don’t need this.” I narrowed my gaze at him. “Just because you’re handsome doesn’t mean you get to boss me around.

The Earth, its life I am, hozhoni, hozhoni.

He was going to get himself hit if he kept using that patronizing tone.

There was nothing better than a man who wanted to coddle his lady, yet gave her all the power in the relationship.

Man I studied phychology, Theology, Archeology, the nervous system, The Brain, algerba, Anatomy, read the Bible four times in its entirety, politics, and so much more.

Ice cream. I needed lots and lots of ice cream. Even if it was my breakfast. It had milk and maybe eggs. That totally counted.

See life like a rose; don't see it for the prickly thorns, see it for the color of the petals

—¿Él... va a estar bien? La vaniria la miró con atención sorprendida y a la vez aliviada de que ella le preguntase algo así. —Caleb se recuperará más rápido de lo que crees, pero sólo si tú le ayudas. —Dime cómo. Estaba dispuesta a ayudarlo. Esas heridas eran horribles y se había dejado castigar por ella. ¿Por qué tenía que ser tan misericordiosa? Daanna la repasó de arriba abajo y levantó la comisura de los labios. —¿De verdad quieres ayudarle? ¿Después de todo? Aileen asintió con seguridad. —Entonces intenta escucharlo. Habla con él. Perdónalo.

I wouldn’t let you out of my sight if I could manage it.” I tugged on his hand. “Not cool. That’s more than a little stalker-ish, dude.” He laughed. “Okay. So that didn’t come out right.” He thought for a second. “How about I’d like to spend as much time with you as you’ll let me.” I nodded. “Better. Just this side of Stalkerville.” He gazed down at me. “I thought girls liked that kind of thing.” “Yeah. It’s kind of nice.” I grinned.

The best dresses offer secrets but no surprises,” Aileen said when we were alone. “Little pockets and camouflage for flaws with no hint of what’s hidden beneath the flare of a bell sleeve, the bones of a corset, or the inset of a shorting.

I hated when people said 'no offense' or I don't mean to be rude.' If someone is going to say something rude or offensive, they should just say it or not. Trying to pawn it off as something not rude or offensive when it clearly was, was beyond insulting.

The noise from the party raging downstairs seeped into my quiet space. I palmed my blue and red bouncy ball as I lay on my bed facing the wall. I threw it in the air a few times to watch the colors blur together before bouncing it off the wall above my headboard.

I’m okay. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere. He pulled me out of my chair and placed me on his lap. I don’t think you get it. I can’t do this without you. I tried, but I was a mess. I don’t know when my world started to revolve around you—around us—so much, but it does. And you almost died. So you’ll have to excuse me if I try to feed you a little more because I heard that while you were away, you’d been starving yourself. That

If the past few weeks have taught me anything, it’s that life is precious, and I can’t stand wasting another minute. I want to be with you. I want to be your mate. Your husband. Your partner. I want it all. I don’t want to wait. I don’t want something else to come up. I want us to take the time we deserve and do this just for us and no other reason.” I

You’d better run, little bunny…before the big bad wolf catches you.

Well, why don’t you shit in one hand and wish in the other. Let’s see which fills up faster.

Estaban juntos de nuevo y esta vez no iba a perderla aunque... -Tienes que contarle la verdad -reconoció para sí mismo.

plus lastly, It shouldnt matter who you are (or) what your work place is. Self-defense is Self-defense. No one has the right to lay any pyshical abuse on “ANYONE .

Let’s go get this over with. And then lets come back. I’d like to spend the next day or ten in bed with you.” I blushed. “Mind out of the gutter.

Four Diet Cokes, three bags of Cheetos, seven grilled cheeses, and one and a half packages of Oreos later, I had a solid plan.

Okay. I give up.” I swallowed, and opened them. He was sitting cross-legged in front of me. “We’re not normal,” he said finally. I laughed.

Oh my God. Why the hell had a naked guy tackled me? “Move, you perv.

A pitiful whiney noise escaped me before I could stifle it. I

Chris put an arm around my shoulders and pulled me toward the mats. A growl echoed through the suddenly quiet gym. Dastien was watching us, as promised.

Dastien growled and I could physically feel his anger pulsing through me. The pain took my breath away. I cried out, silencing the room.

I’m not sure if you’re suicidal or a genius,” Meredith said. I grinned. “Go with genius. It’s way more accurate.” I held my fist out to Adrian and he bumped it.

Don’t be so stubborn. When you feel lost or don’t get something, just come to me. I’ll always be there to help.” That was sweet.

He ran his hand lazily up and down my spine as he spoke. It made me want to purr with contentment.

Only eating my own bodyweight in cookies was going to help ease this kind of realization. That and maybe two gallons of ice cream.

Holy Freudian slip, Batman. Leave

His grin transformed his face from handsome to godlike. It was breathtaking. “How do you think I look?” I

It was nearly unbelievable. I’d somehow found my match in the middle of all this craziness. ***

And there’s no way I’m going anywhere without Dastien. Not only would he flip, but I don’t want to be without him. He’s my safety blanket, and after what happened, I need him.

Thank you,” I said when our lips were almost touching. “For what?” “For being you.

Hell, I was more than fine. I was a fucking wolf.

coeur.

I took a bite of pot roast and moaned. This got me a double eyebrow raise from Dastien. Now, if only I could get you to make that noise when we’re alone. My face couldn’t have burned brighter.

I’ll just take all of one sheet and maybe half of the other.” “Eating your bodyweight in cake isn’t going to fix this,” Axel said. “I disagree. Cake will totally help,” Meredith said. “Ice cream, too.” I

Dastien’s shirt was soaked through. It clung to every muscle. He shook, spraying cold water over all of us, and my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth. Fuck. I finally got the whole wet T-shirt contest thing.

His answering grin made my legs weak. His dimples appeared, like magic, showing me how happy he was. He leaned in, brushing my lips softly with his before pulling away. “Je t’aime, cherie,” he said before kissing me deeply.

The back door slammed. Dad walked down the back steps in his work clothes. Even in this heat he wore a suit. “Just what in the hell are you doing to my daughter that she runs—runs—the whole way home from school?” becoming alpha

Some days things happen that are so weird, you know? And all you can think is, did that really just happen? Fuck. Whenever I feel like I have a handle on something, it goes sideways and I lose my grip. How do you get used to it?

It is love—friendship—that sustains us, even in the worst of times, under the worst of circumstances. Even when we have been driven mad. Even when we have killed. We still love. We are still worthy of love. We can still be loved.

I started off for the front desk, but Lucas’ voice stopped me. “Don’t worry about that. I’ll take care of you.” I whipped around. The way he said it, so seriously, it sounded like he meant that he’d take care of more than just water.

Tessa. Dastien’s warning growl came through the bond. I couldn’t help but laugh. I was just wondering. But that didn’t happen—you exist. So it’s a moot point. Don’t get upset. Don’t make me come over there. Don’t threaten me with a good time. He

My wolf wants to claim you. To make you mine. To protect you. But I’m trying to give you time, give you a choice even if it’s killing me. It’s why I keep messing up. I should’ve just staked my claim and let you deal with having me attached at your hip.

He appeared to be in his early thirties, though I suspected he was hundreds of years older than that. He was attractive if you could get past the crappy personality that made you just want to punch him in the face while screaming ‘you’re not the boss of me.

Of course you did. You’re my mate, princess.” “I thought you weren’t going to call me that anymore. It’s still a little demeaning.” “It’s not meant to be.” He ran his thumb down my cheek. “A very long time ago, I was once a prince. And that would make you—my mate and wife—a…” My

—Vamos, pequeña. Déjame abrazarte. Lo necesito yo más que tú. Aileen exhaló y acabó relajándose. Necesitaba que alguien la abrazara así, que alguien la cobijara. Inconscientemente frotó su mejilla contra su hombro y cerró los ojos. —¿Te encuentras mejor? —le preguntó ella con un deje de coquetería y juego en la voz. Él había dicho que necesitaba su abrazo, ¿no? —Mucho, mucho mejor —sonrió Caleb... ...Se sorprendió al darse cuenta de lo mucho que deseaba que Aileen sintiera algo por él. Con esa idea, expresó el último pensamiento en voz alta. —Nadie te tocará, Aileen. Yo te protegeré, te lo prometo.

Honey, please.” She held up a hand to stop my babbling. “I made you do it.” What? I stepped away from her, my gaze darting between the four of them. “I don’t understand.” “You’d only attack me like that if he was your mate. As in an actual mated pair. As in the other half of your soul.” It felt like I was floating.

but I hardly spared them a glance. Dastien alone filled my vision as he took slow measured steps toward me. He was wearing a pair of sweats and nothing else, which meant he’d shifted too quickly to go home for clothes. I walked straight to him and no one said anything. His arms wrapped around me, and I buried my nose in his chest. He

What was that Shannon girl saying about teenage marriage?” Dad crossed his arms. Oh sweet baby Jesus. This couldn’t be more embarrassing. “Don’t worry. I didn’t drink the Kool-Aid.” As I said that, Mr. Dawson and Dastien walked into the cafeteria. The room felt ten degrees hotter as I watched Dastien. Boy did he make the Kool-Aid appealing.

Their gaze met and I could swear I felt the heat of it burning. There were some major mutual appreciation vibes going on. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Meredith Savannah Molloney.” He reached across me to grab her hand and pressed his nose to her pulse point. “I’ll be seeing you again real soon.” What the hell. Donovan Murry was totally hitting on Meredith.

—Sigues mordiéndote los labios cuando estás nerviosa —señaló. Em, viéndose pillada in fraganti, dejó lo que hacía y se enfrentó a su captor. —No estoy nerviosa, yo… Pero no pudo terminar lo que iba a decir. La boca masculina se cernió sobre la de ella. Atrapó el labio inferior, dejó que su lengua sanara los pequeños arañazos que se había infringido y la deslizó con suavidad por la boca hasta que consiguió, con una dulce caricia, que Emily le permitiera adentrarse en su húmeda cavidad, arrancándole un gemido de bienvenida. El beso fue lento y suave, todo lo contrario de lo que podría esperar después de la discusión que habían mantenido. Las manos de él se asentaron en su cintura. Las manos de ella se enredaron en el cabello moreno. Un nuevo beso. Una nueva caricia. Un nuevo suspiro…

Shit. That’s why he was here. To see if I was okay, and to keep watch. I closed the door behind me. “If I let you stay, then there are rules. First, you will not—I repeat—will not be changing in the middle of the night. If I wake up with you naked in my bed, there will be hell to pay. Whatever it is that’s going on with us, we’re not at that part yet.” He tilted his head to the side and made a little coughing sound.

I grinned. “Best gift ever. I can’t wait.” “It was kind of a selfish gift. I wanted to go dancing with you.” “Feel free to be that kind of selfish whenever you want.” I pulled him down, and pressed my lips to his. He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. The feel of him against me was all-consuming. Heat raced through my body as my tongue brushed his. I squeezed my legs tighter around him and he nipped my lip.

Honestly, I wanted everyone to have what I had. Okay, so maybe not the whole insane, dark witch after me or the vampire attacks or the werewolves on a power trip, but the mate thing…that was the best. And the friends weren’t so bad. All in all, I was lucky. Lucky to be alive. To have the family and friends that I did. To have Dastien. War was coming, and until it was here, I planned to enjoy every minute I had with the people I loved the most.

What are you doing here?” Dastien stomped over to me, his eyes a bright shade of amber. He was pissed and looking like a crazy-man. “Reading.” What was his problem? I lifted my mug and took a sip while he stared. He gave a desperate laugh and sank into the seat across from me. “I haven’t felt this out of control in years.” He leaned forward, putting his head in his hands. “No. I don’t think I was ever this inept.” I should’ve felt bad for him, but I didn’t. It reassured me. If

Habían pasado toda la mañana en la cama. Juntos... Entre caricias, besos, y risas volvieron a hacerse el amor con más lentitud que la primera vez. Los jadeos y los suspiros sustituyeron a las palabras. Las miradas que se prodigaron dieron forma a sus sentimientos. Sus manos, sus cuerpos transmitieron todo lo contrario que sus miedos impidieron ofrecerse. Se habían reencontrado, se habían amado, y Álex temblaba ante el futuro que se le presentaba con León. [Capítulo 8, Alex y León]

It took me a while to realize they were getting hot. Then fingers slowly linked with mine. A lazy smile spread across my face. “I have to go patrol, ma chérie. And you have to go inside before the sun sets.” I tightened my fingers around his. “No,” I said, squeezing my eyes shut. His lips pressed against my forehead. I flopped onto the grass, tugging him down too. He hovered over me, his weight on his forearms as he lightly brushed his lips against mine. I growled. That was not the kiss I was going for.

His rough, cold hand grasped her chin. Her heart jolted as she gazed into his moss-gray eyes. “You owe me a forfeit,” he said. The breeze plucked at strands of his hair, curling them against his windburned cheeks. She jerked her head away. “Just what is it you want?” “I’ll have a kiss from you.” The breath left her chest in a rush. Inhaling slowly, she drew in the cold salt air. “That’s your forfeit?” “I declare to my soul, this is getting interesting,” whispered Aileen Breslin. “It’s an outrage,” Rory snapped. Caitlin challenged her prisoner with a furious stare. “I’d rather kiss a natterjack.” “You’ll have to settle for me instead.” In truth the request was modest enough. Yet her nerves rattled like dried reeds in the breeze. “Why?” His laughter flowed like warm mead from a crystal goblet. “Do you really have to ask?” “I’m asking.” “Because I want to know if the MacBride tastes like a woman, or a warrior.” Her face heated. “That’s absurd.” “It’s my request and my prerogative to be as absurd as I please. You knew the stakes. Will you have it said that the MacBride breaks her word?

In any discussion of serial killers, a few notorious names—those of the most prolific killers—always get mentioned. Ted Bundy admitted to killing thirty women, but it could well have been more. Gary Ridgeway, also known as the Green River Killer, was convicted of murdering forty-eight, but later confessed to others. John Wayne Gacy was convicted of killing thirty-three people. Jeffrey Dahmer was convicted of murdering and partially ingesting fifteen people. David Berkowitz, New York City’s “Son of Sam,” shot and killed six people. Less well known but significant are Dennis Rader, who killed ten people in Wichita, Kansas, and Aileen Wuornos, portrayed by Charlize Theron in the film Monster, who killed six men. Wayne Williams was convicted of killing only two men, but he is believed to have killed anywhere from twenty-three to twenty-nine children in Atlanta. Robert Hansen confessed to four murders but is suspected of more than seventeen. Juan Corona was convicted of murdering twenty-five people. Their crimes are all horrific, and the number of victims is heartbreaking. But all these most notorious serial killers stand in the shadow of Dr. Kermit Gosnell. Strangely, Gosnell appears in no list we have found of known U.S. serial killers, though he is the biggest of them all. In reality, Kermit Gosnell deserves the top spot on any list of serial murderers. He’s earned it.

—Vale. Está bien. Pero como vuelva a besarme… —Se calló de pronto, tapándose la boca con las manos. Cuando el cerebro de Eve asimiló lo que su hermana acababa de decir saltó como un resorte. —¿Saúl te ha besado? —Em negó con la cabeza—. ¿Cuándo? —Volvió a negar—. ¿Anoche? —Negó de nuevo—. ¿Tú le correspondiste? Emily se levantó de la silla y fue hacia el fregadero, en un vano intento de alejarse de ese interrogatorio. —Te digo que no pasó nada —mintió. —¡Tú también le besaste! —afirmó su hermana. Ella se volvió y la miró. —Pero no se repetirá —señaló mientras se abrazaba a sí misma. —¿Por qué? —preguntó con curiosidad. —Porque no —contestó. —¿Por qué no? —insistió asomando en su rostro una leve sonrisa. —Porque no —sentenció seria pero la reacción de su hermana la descolocó. Eve gritó y comenzó a saltar de alegría por la habitación.

—Rojo… Fuego… Sus miradas chocaron de nuevo mientras sus resuellos se entrelazaron. Con lentitud, ella se deshizo de los guantes, atrapó la cremallera de su chaqueta de cuero consiguiendo que el ruido metálico, al bajar poco a poco, resonara entre las cuatro paredes de espejo. Sus ojos verdes descendieron hasta la férrea boca para a continuación posarse sobre la mirada eléctrica. Una de las manos del hombre se colocó en la nuca de ella y la otra, con suavidad, se asentó sobre la cadera dejando que sus experimentados dedos acariciaran la nívea piel, visible entre la camiseta y la cinturilla del vaquero. Las uñas moradas tiraron de la corbata negra, acercando más a su dueño, consiguiendo que sus cuerpos se amoldaran. Su osada cadera se arqueó levemente atrayendo el miembro ya erecto que se acomodó sin ningún problema a la curva sinuosa. Él tiró de la roja cabellera y levantó su rostro. —Fuego… —susurró mientras su boca se posaba hambrienta sobre la de su pareja.

León gruñó y atrapó su boca en un beso voraz. No podía resistirse a ella. Sabía que tenía que hablarle de sus sentimientos (...), pero al igual que ella, también necesitaba sentirla, estar en su interior, rodeado de su calor. (...) Volvió a ponerse encima de Alex y le dió un dulce beso. - ¿Estas segura? Alejandra enrolló las piernas en la cintura de él y asintió. - Te necesito - suplicó. Y sin mas, León introdujo en su interior su pene ya erecto, arrancándole un gemido natural. Las manos de Alex se agarraron a sus hombros. Sus uñas se hincaron en su piel. Sus caderas se arquearon recibiendo el pene que entraba y salía de su interior y que conseguía (...) que las sensaciones (...) se arremolinaran en su estómago y su corazón latiera cada vez más veloz. (...) Leon atrapó su boca, alimentándose de sus gemidos. Lamió sus labios. Jugó con la lengua de ella. Besó su cuello, lo mordió, lo acarició, y descendió hasta sus pechos donde los pezones enhiestos reclamaban mayor atención. (...) Las manos de Álex descendieron con lentitud por la musculosa espalda delineando el tatuaje de León hasta sus nalgas, donde en una muda súplica le imploró que aumentara el ritmo. Su cuerpo sin control, obedeció a la que era dueña de su corazón y comenzó a embestir cada vez con mayor velocidad, (...) hasta que sus gemidos se entrelazaron y sus respiraciones se convirtieron en una. (...) León estaba enamorado de esa mujer y tenía que confesárselo, fueran cuales fueran las consecuencias. [Capítulo 13. León y Álex].