Lily Calloway Quotes

Lily Calloway...all this time, your superpower has been loving me.

He stares down into me and says, “I’ll keep her safe.” My eyes well with tears while my lips pull high. “Against the world, Loren Hale?” “Yeah,” he nods. “Against the world, Lily Calloway. I’m familiar with that battle.

… our favorite Sayings from Ryke Meadows. My favorite: I fucking love you. Willow’s: I don’t fucking understand Tumblr. Lo’s: Fuck you, you fucking fuck. Lily’s: Fucking fantastic. Rose’s: No means no. Better yet, fuck no. Connor’s: Connor Cobalt is a fucking narcissist.

Lily Calloway…all this time, your superpower has been loving me.” Tears cloud my eyes, and they don’t stop, especially as he adds, “And you’ll be happy to know that I’m not mortal.” “You aren’t?” I choke. “No.” He shakes his head, brushing away the wetness beneath my eyes. “Because my superpower is the love that I have for you. It’s out of this world, extraordinary, incomprehensible kind of love. And no one and nothing on this Earth comes close to it.

I’ve watched Lo become sober. I’ve watched Lily curb a relentless addiction. (I’m proud of you, sis.) I’ve watched Rose blaze her own trail and put fire to stereotypes. I’ve watched Connor fall in love. With more than just himself. I’ve watched Ryke Meadows unclip his shackles and rise again. And me. I’ve discovered who I am.

No means no. I don’t care when you say it, Lily. Once it’s out there, it’s out there. Any halfway decent guy would have backed off.

I’m tougher than you think. You just need to believe in me. You know, like a fairy.

And I think, Lily Calloway is very, very magical.

I’ll always be yours. No distance or time apart will change that, Lily. You need to believe that.

I was hoping you'd finally open your eyes and realize that I was there. I was right in front of you.

“Lily and Lo f**k a lot,” Ryke says, each f-bomb bleeped accordingly… “If we had to rank who’s getting the most, it’d be my brother, his girlfriend, then maybe Connor Cobalt and his hand.” Beside me, Connor grins and sips his wine, finding Ryke’s comment more amusing than I would.

I don’t understand why we have to do this right now.” He scoots his chair into the table. “Because, Lily Calloway, you seem like the type of girl who will never return my calls.

I want to live here. In his arms. Where I know it’s safe.

Did you bet on me?' I ask dumbfounded. 'Yeah,' Lo says, unabashed. His eyes fall to mine. 'And I'll always bet on your side.

I want to love you more than I love this' -he waves his bottle- 'and I don't know how else to do it unless there's something to lose.

From our pretend weddings, to our pretend relationship—in the end, it’s all become reality. And I would love to never, ever grow up with Lily Calloway. In one universe, we’ll be young forever.

You're not going to be another name on my list of guys for the week. Okay?' (...) 'Then let me try,' he says, his hand cupping my face. 'Let me try to be enough for you.

I’ve heard that people spend a really long time finding their soul mates.” I squeeze Lily’s shoulder. She’s been in her soul mate’s arms since she was little. “It took you two long enough, didn’t it?” Lo says. “No thanks to me.” He pauses. “But I want you two to know— from the bottom of my black, decaying heart— I love you both, and the only perfect world has Ryke standing beside Daisy and Daisy standing beside Ryke. Anything less is fucked up. Remember that, will you?

I don’t ever, ever want to choose Lily over Daisy. Just because Lily cries harder. Just because Lily screams louder. It doesn’t mean that Daisy’s pain isn’t more.

Ohhh,” Lily gasps in realization. She frowns a little and then turns to Loren. I hear her whisper, “So we’re not magic?” “We’re definitely magic,” he whispers back with a nod. “Then what are they?” Her eyes flicker to Connor and me, catching us watching them. Lo purposely raises his voice so we can hear. “An immortal god who married an immortal demon.” He flashes me a dry smile. “Match made in purgatory.

Coulda, shoulda, woulda

I’ve been dealt a fuller set of cards than the ones passed to Lily and Daisy. They’re just as strong, if not stronger. I’ve always been here as extra reinforcement, and however old we become, however gray we are, that won’t ever change.

She told me, “I sexualize men. You can’t just be afraid of men that sexualize women when I do practically the same thing, and I’m a woman.” I told Lily the honest fucking truth. “You can’t physically overpower a fucking man the way that a man can overpower you.” It doesn’t matter who’s thinking about sex. We all are. It matters who’s in a position of dominance. Who has the chance to abuse that—and it’s mostly men. Bad fucking men.

Lily and I—we may have started our relationship as pretend. But for as long as I can remember, our love has always been real.

Their romance has never changed. We all thank the fucking world for that because there is no Lily without Lo. There is no Lo without Lily.

She blames herself. I hurt from knowing that I hurt her. Even when we know all of these other people are to blame. My friends. The media. Not her. Not me. I can’t help myself. I continue the cycle and I say, “I don’t want to hurt you.” Lily is quiet for a moment before she says, “I’m tougher than you think. You just need to believe in me. You know, like a fairy.” I do believe in fairies. I do. I do. The jubilant chorus from Peter Pan fills my ears. I look up at her, tears in both our eyes. Is that how we end this? I trust that I can share my grief with her and that she won’t crumble beneath the pain? She nods to me like go on. I can handle it.

Ryke says I need to let it out. To scream. But I just saw Rose's meltdown, and all it really did was worry her husband, guilt Lo and cause Lily's eyes to bug out of her head. Why scream if it just hurts everyone around you?

I’m tougher than you think. You just need to believe in me. You know, like a fairy.

...my mommy owns this cafe and comic book store where all the comics go. She's awesome.' Lily is going to freak out when I tell her this. That just made today worth every goddamn thing.

He was right. He won't ever join my club. It's just me. By my lonesome. How it should be. "You ready?" Lo's voice wakes me from my reverie.....And then he nods to me like

Lily and Lo,' I breathe. 'Lo and Lily.' He wipes his own fallen tears and he nods. 'We're going to be okay.

Maybe that’s why I choose him and Lily and all these other people around me. It’s love. That’s what it’s always been.

Daisy and Ryke are the definition of selfless. In comparison, I’m the monster, the asshole, the villain. But in Lily Calloway’s eyes I’m the hero. That has to count for something.

Lily Calloway and Loren Hale are having a vow renewal ceremony. Celebrity Crush is posting pics of her dress. It’s only been trending on Twitter all day.

You’re an hour late.” “Yeah, I know,” I say. “Everyone left me nasty fucking text messages.” I highly doubt you have the capability to read a clock, but you’re verging on forty-six minutes late. And here, I was going to reward you with a treat. – Connor If you disappoint my little sister, I will personally snip off your balls and feed them to Connor’s cat. – Rose Can you be here on time? Please?? – Lily The girls are getting pissed. And I’m not too happy with you either. – Lo “My text was the best, wasn’t it?” Connor asks as he smiles into his sip of water. I restrain the urge to roll my fucking eyes. “Your wife’s was better.

He can't love me and hate Lily. I might as well be sawed in half.

Please tell me Lily isn’t fucking pregnant,” Ryke immediately jumps to conclusions.

Lily. You're a fucking warrior. You slay enemies left and right. You stomp on critics and you've risen from ash.

SHe's crying in Lily's shoulder while she hugs her close. My heart tears open again, and I have to restrain myself from walking over there and consoling her.

Is he upset?' Lily asks Lo. It's all we care about at these meets, not whether they win or lose but just how they are.

Lo bathes Lily in his love. Out in the open, passionate beautiful kisses that seem to make them float off the earthen floor.

It’s not really a girl who fixes me. It’s an army of people who I love and who love me. It’s a phone call to my brother. It’s Connor’s reminder that I’m doing my best. It’s Lily being the other half of my heart.

Rose holds onto Lily like she’s her personal heating blanket, almost dunking her under the water a couple times. But Lily keeps her chin above the surface and elbows her. Rose concentrates on me, or at least tries to.

voice, even if the world says stay quiet. Aunt Lily has taught me fierce courage, even on days when you feel lesser than. And Rose Calloway Cobalt, my mom—she’s taught me how to walk into a room full of men and never back down.

Most deal with drinking and every shit decision that hurt Lily. Even though we’re together now, every day that goes by I regret not being the man she needed. Not being able to help my best friend. Days and nights fogged by booze. Drinking. Drinking. Dying. I regret how long it took for me to wake up. I’m awake now. I can’t forget how the haze is gone. I’m awake. I’m alive. Slowly, painfully, I walk back towards his hospital bed. I pull out another chair. I sit there. And I watch my father die.

I stare down at my best friend. Her eyes carry the same pain as mine. We share our feelings like we share everything else. I fight this agony. I’m barely able to say, “I don’t think I can take a horrible year, Lil.” She holds me tighter. I clasp her cheek, my thumb catching a tear. “One year is a blip in our lifetime, Lo,” she whispers. “You’ve been through worse. You can take a horrible year. I know you can.” I nod a couple times, letting her words sink in. Maybe one year will feel shorter than I think. “There’ll be good,” she suddenly adds. “You might not see it now, but there’ll be good in the year. We’ll see our sons and daughters smile.” My chest rises. “We’ll hear Luna tell us stories—” I kiss Lily. A kiss that blisters my entire soul. I’m alive. I’m awake. I hold her face and deepen the kiss until she pulls further against my body. Breathing life into me.

Even with the tears, she’s still strong. Strength comes in all different sizes and packages and molds. Lily is proof enough.

Hey,” Ryke cuts in. “No fucking French.” “Yeah,” Lo says, “Lily wants to hear you guys talk dirty in English.” He adds a smile to his girlfriend.

If someone told me she was crying two years ago, I would have called Lily or Rose to deal with it. But I want to be the one to protect Daisy. I want to be the one to hold her in my arms. I want to comfort her until she reanimates in pure fucking happiness. I don’t want to miss a day with her. I don’t want to be here while she’s there. And I can’t take back these feelings. I can’t go in reverse.

I just have to ask you one question, Lily.” He glances at me. “Are all you Calloway girls this crazy?” I choke on a laugh, about to deny it but I really can’t. “Poppy’s pretty normal.” He nods repeatedly, letting this sink in.

Who’s your celebrity crush?” Savannah asks. Daisy smiles wide. “James Dean.” My eyes pierce the camera. “Audrey Hepburn.” Lily stares off in thought. “Uhhh…” She flushes. “Loren Hale.

She’s not alarmed or scared like Lily usually is.

Lily Calloway…all this time, your superpower has been loving me.

Fly away with me, Lily Calloway?” She whispers, “Only if we make-believe that we never, ever have to grow up.” “There’s a problem with that, love,” I say, carrying her on my back across the deck. “What’s that?” she asks, and I picture her adorable crinkled brows. I’m smiling more than I have all night. “Our make-believe always turns out real.

Lily perks up. “I’ve learned some French too.” She clears her throat. I think we’re all laughing internally, not at her, just fucking with her. She’s goofy as hell.

According to your timeline,” he says, “they’ve been present as far as your mind stretches back.” His lips rise. “Lily Calloway…all this time, your superpower has been loving me.” Tears cloud my eyes, and they don’t stop, especially as he adds, “And you’ll be happy to know that I’m not mortal.” “You aren’t?” I choke. “No.” He shakes his head, brushing away the wetness beneath my eyes. “Because my superpower is the love that I have for you. It’s out of this world, extraordinary, incomprehensible kind of love. And no one and nothing on this earth comes close to it.

Why the fuck was I helping Lily? I don’t ever, ever want to choose Lily over Daisy. Just because Lily cries harder. Just because Lily screams louder. It doesn’t mean that Daisy’s pain isn’t more.

I prop myself on my elbows and give him a look. "How'd you get so smart?" "Mommy," he says proudly. I laugh once into a smile, choked up for a second. Just overwhelmed by my love for Lily, and she's not even here.

I go to leave. My soul tries to wrench me back. Lily. Forever Lily.

Cravings don't magically end with her embrace, but she reinforces my defences, my belief in myself. It's not really a girl who fixes me. It's an army of people who I love and who love me. It's a phone call to my brother. It's Connor's reminder that I'm doing my best. It's Lily being the other half of my heart.

Alice reminds me of Lily.' I thought I was through crying, but another tear escapes. 'How come?' 'They're both gentle, imaginative, can be witty in their own right, and they're prone to falling down rabbit holes.

Fly away with me, Lily Calloway?” She whispers, “Only if we make-believe that we never, ever have to grow up.

His eyes fill to the brim while he nods repeatedly. “It’s why this is so hard, you know? I don’t like thinking that she’s struggling with something like this…” I was wrong about him being ashamed of Lily. That’s not the track he was going down. Moffy just didn’t want her to be sick. Goddamn Hufflepuff.

I go to leave. My soul tries to wrench me back. Lily. Forever Lily. Her green eyes flit up to mine, and she makes the Spock symbol.

I was set in my ways back then, ready to pick Lo over Lily, not understanding even a fragment of her own pain, and I was so closed-minded towards her—that I almost missed one of the people I love most. Right in front of me. I’ve learned a lot since then, and I’m a better fucking person because of Lily Calloway.

Lily and Lo are the most famous, and while Connor and Rose can give their kids more of a choice, Moffy is going to be in every tabloid, probably every week.

He laughs. “Alice reminds me of Lily.” I thought I was through crying, but another tear escapes. “How come?” “They’re both gentle, imaginative, can be witty in their own right, and they’re prone to falling down rabbit holes.

Because we all had to suffer,” Sam chimes in. “What does that mean?” Garrison’s face contorts. “You don’t…I mean…” He tugs down his black beanie. “I thought Lily was monogamous.” “What?” Sam’s eyes pop out. Garrison is implying that they all had to abstain from sleeping with Lily too. Connor laughs into a billion-dollar grin. “Clarity is key, my friends.