Charm Tracy Wolff Quotes

I love you with a love that shall not die, until the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.

you’ve taught me that real love isn’t about finding someone who makes you happy. It’s about finding your own happiness and then sharing that with the person you love.

I'll love you till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.

Hey, how many guys get to say their woman fell head over heels in love with them twice? It’s not so bad to be me.

Binding myself to you didn’t do anything except give a physical manifestation of what I already knew. I belong to you, Grace. Heart, soul, body. I have since before we left the lair the first time. I’ll be yours until the day I die, and if there’s some kind of afterlife, I’ll be yours then, too. Nothing will ever change that, so why wouldn’t I make a promise to you?

Looks like the devil really does wear Gucci.” He snorts. “I already told you I’m a vampire, not a devil—though I suppose you could be forgiven for confusing the two, since you know my wayward little brother. Also, to be clear, this is Armani.

Which leaves me with another problem. I’m really starting to like this guy, and I don’t have a clue what I’m supposed to do about that.

Sometimes it’s messy and painful and completely fucked up. But maybe that’s okay. Maybe love doesn’t have to be perfect. Maybe it just has to be real.

How could I not love her? How could I not want her for an eternity? She’s the universe’s gift to me, and if I can just have her and nothing else, then I’ll be satisfied. And I’ll still consider myself luckier than I have any right to be.

It’s easy to be afraid of love when you see it go sideways. When you feel the pain of a bad breakup or the loss of a loved one or you see a man willing to shatter an entire world because of his love for his daughter. But moments like these—not stolen but shared, not broken but blessed—make everything else fall away. They make everything else worth it.

But when life hands you fireballs, you learn how to juggle—preferably with oven mitts.

I don’t know much about love, Grace. But you’ve taught me that real love isn’t about finding someone who makes you happy. It’s about finding your own happiness and then sharing that with the person you love. You will always be my light out of the darkness, but not because it’s your job to make me happy. Because you light the path I can follow to find my own happiness. And I want to always see that path, let it lead me back to you. Always.

When I was growing up, my mom always had a rule about crying. She’d give me ten minutes to cry, sob, yell into a pillow, do whatever I had to do. Ten minutes to feel sorry for myself and whine about how terrible whatever I was going on about was. But when those ten minutes were up, I had to pick myself up and move on.

I love you,” he says again. “In the time we’ve been together, I’ve felt things for you I never imagined feeling for another person. I am in awe of you, Grace. Of your strength and your kindness and your resilience. The way you always try to help others, the way you always get back up no matter what bad thing happens to you.

Grace is my mate because she chose me. I still can’t believe whatever miracle made me the luckiest guy in the world, but before her, I was lost. I was alone and in pain and I can’t ever go back to a time when I do not remember what it feels like to love her with my very soul. And I know if I somehow survive alone…no world will be safe. If I allow the pain of her death to destroy the love in my soul for her—

Nothing will ever make me stop loving you, Grace,” he tells me as he strokes a tender hand down my cheek. “Nothing will ever make me feel anything but bound to you forever. It’s nice to have the ring, and it’s nice to have the mating bond. It’s definitely nice to have the promise ring, since repeating the words triggered the shadow promise and somehow gave you back your memories. But I loved you without all of it once, and I’ll love you without all of it forever.

real love isn’t about finding someone who makes you happy. It’s about finding your own happiness and then sharing that with the person you love.

But that's the way fear works, doesn't it? It's insidious, coming at you from all the dark corners of your soul that you would rather not look at too deeply. But the more you try to ignore it, the deeper it sinks its claws into you. Until you aren't just afraid. You're shredded.

I'll never know, though, because that didn't happen. I ended up here, so we didn't stay together. We didn't grow together. The mating bond broke and so did we.

don’t know much about love, Grace. But you’ve taught me that real love isn’t about finding someone who makes you happy. It’s about finding your own happiness and then sharing that with the person you love. You will always be my light out of the darkness, but not because it’s your job to make me happy. Because you light the path I can follow to find my own happiness. And I want to always see that path, let it lead me back to you. Always.” With a shaky hand, he flips open the box, and my already fast-beating heart goes completely out of control.

love you with a love that shall not die, until the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.

want you, Hudson Vega—I want us—more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my whole life.

All you have to do is tell me how you feel, and you can’t do it. You won’t do it.” “I love you!” he snarls.

She’s my mate, the love of my life, the most beautiful on the inside—and the outside—girl I could find in any realm. I won’t let this bastard take her from this world.

So even though life has taught me over and over again that there is no going through pain—there is only getting through it—I ignore the lesson, and I choose Grace. The way I’ve always chosen her. The way I will always choose her.

fighting was a last resort. Walking away from a fight that doesn’t matter is always a better option than getting hurt or hurting someone.

Hey, how many guys get to say their woman fell head over heels in love with them twice? It’s not so bad to be me.” “By that logic, how many girls get to say their guy is so great they fell in love with him twice?” I counter.

I will love you, Grace, till the sun grows cold and the stars are old.

I remember my mom once telling me one of the reasons she loved my dad was that he put up with her snoring. She was joking, of course, but I get it now. How truly special is it to find someone who just accepts you exactly as you are. Maybe even loves you because of all those little things you try to keep hidden from others.

Sometimes it’s just explaining, not mansplaining.

Actually, um, most humans like to keep their blood inside their skin as much as possible. But if I cut myself or something, I’ll be happy to show you.” Hudson gives me another look, this one even more “WHAT THE FUCK

I look around for a roll of duct tape and am shocked to find one in my hand. And not just any duct tape—no, this is a limited-edition One Direction roll of duct tape, like the kind my dad bought me when I was a kid. Harry, Louis, Niall, Zayn, and Liam all stare happily back at me as I make my way to the far end of the room.