Ryke And Daisy Quotes

You’re my favorite four-letter word.” -Daisy to Ryke

Daisy: “My scar is bigger than your scar.” Ryke: “And my cock is bigger than your cock.

Daisy: “How did you know that you loved running and rock climbing?” Ryke: “Because when you find something you love, you can’t quit. Every failure pushes you harder. It’s in your soul and in your fucking heart.

Senza di te, il cielo non ha sole. Without you, the sky has no sun.

I ship Ryke and Daisy so hard it hurts.

My hothouse flower that I will always keep alive

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?

What’s the point of speaking up when no one hears you?” It broke my heart. I stepped closer to her. “The fucking point is for people to understand that you have opinions, that your voice counts, and if they don’t hear you then yell louder

I notice Ryke sitting on the edge of the bed with Daisy lounging drunkenly across his lap. “Big bad wolf…” She reaches up to touch his hair but her arm sags limply next to her. “Eat me.” It’s a provocative, intoxicated statement that I do my best to block out. Ryke lowers his head to her, kissing Daisy once…twice and then he says, “Every fucking day, sweetheart.

I like her. Not the body she comes in. “Are you indecisive?” I wonder. “It looks like you have the rainbow in there.” “Precisely.” She smiles, licking the chocolate off her fingers. “Unicorns love rainbows. I love unicorns. Therefore thy hair must be a rainbow.

What do you know?” I wonder, pulling Daisy’s sweaty hair out of her face. Ryke gives me a solid glare. “You masturbate too much.

So I pointed at the sun ascending in the horizon. Just as the darkened sky began to lighten. "Keep your eyes there." Her green ones flickered to me before following my finger. Her pulse picked up speed. "And what happens when it disappears?" I would've loved to tell her that it never would. That no matter where we were the sun would always be present. But it wouldn't have been true. The only thing we could count on was that the sun would rise again. "Wait for it to return," I told her. She gave me the saddest smile I'd ever fucking seen. "That's an awfully long time." For some people, I knew a minute could seem like an infinity. So maybe one night seemed like forever to Daisy. "Hey, Calloway," I said softly, tucking a flyaway strand of hair behind her ear, one that escaped her pony. "Hey," she whispered back. "You ready to feel your fucking heart burst out of your chest?" Her features illuminated tenfold. And she said quietly, "Yes.

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.

Ryke would endure hell for eternity if it meant that I could go to heaven. Once upon a time, I think I would’ve let him. Not anymore. He deserves his paradise. So I’ll fight against my brother. I’ll fight against Lily and Daisy for this position. The winner is the loser. And this cage has my name on it.

Daisy snorts and tilts back a little farther in her chair to act all cool and composed. And then, the legs begin to slip underneath her. I gasp, picturing her smacking backwards on the ground. But Ryke is faster than my frozen joints. His eyes have already snapped open. He reaches out and grabs the top of her chair, setting both of them on four legs at the same time. My sister puts her hands on the table, leaning forward as though a rollercoaster just flung to an abrupt stop. She looks winded and stunned all at the same time. Ryke barely misses a beat. He pushes an extra spoon in front of her. And to my surprise, she actually picks up the silverware and scoops a big bite of cake on it. She hesitates for a second. “It’s not arsenic,” he says. Her lips rise in a small smile. “Your hips also don’t have to be measured in the morning.

sleep, he says. i'll fight the bad dreams off if they come to you daisy and ryke

Ryke would endure hell for eternity if it meant I could go to heaven. Once upon a time, I think I would’ve let him. Not anymore. He deserves his paradise. So I’ll fight against my brother. I’ll fight against Lily and Daisy for this position. The winner is the loser. And this cage has my name on it.

Ryke would endure hell for eternity if it meant that I could go to heaven. Once upon a time, I think I would’ve let him. Not anymore. He deserves his paradise. So I’ll fight against my brother. I’ll fight against Lily and Daisy for this position. The winner is the loser. And this cage has my name on it.

His anger fuels me and I stop suddenly. He nearly knocks into my chest. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I hiss. “She’s sixteen.” I see Daisy in my peripheral, standing off to the side, looking on but not wanting to interrupt. “I’m not doing anything,” Ryke refutes. My forehead hurts from frowning so hard. He can’t be serious, but I think he believes he is. That’s fucking terrifying. “Don’t be stupid.

Daisy butts in. “Hey, back off. She has a boyfriend.” Aaron snorts and says to Daisy, “Do I look like I give a shit?” “I do,” a new voice enters. And this time, I internally cheer at the sound of Ryke’s deep, threatening tone.

Daisy, you don’t…” have a crush on him. She meets my eyes and reads them well. “Like you said before, Lily, he’s seven years older…well, about to be six.” She tries to give me a reassuring smile before she breaks from my side and catches up to Cleo, but I’m not satisfied. Because she glances back at Ryke as he peels off his wet shirt and wrings it out. Her eyes flit over his body, and I see a not-so good future. I’m not sure how Lo would react to a Daisy and Ryke scenario. All I know is that he wouldn’t be happy.

Connor is too conceited. Rose is too high-strung. Daisy is too wild. Ryke is too aggressive. Lily is too awkward. I’m too hateful. Sam and Poppy are just right.

I love you both, and the only perfect world has Ryke standing beside Daisy and Daisy standing beside Ryke. Anything less is fucked up.

Sure,” he says. “And how about we wait in here for a while, see if we piss off Brett enough that he’ll ditch us for Ryke or Rose?” “I like that idea.” “Yeah?” I nod. “And maybe a virus will infect everyone, turning them into zombies, and when we leave the bathroom, the bookstore will be completely deserted.” “Nice,” he says, “but I’d rather not be inserted into the plot of 28 Days Later.” Damn. He’s good. “I love you,” I suddenly say. I mean it. Because who else would stay in a bookstore bathroom with me, just to hide out for a little while. Definitely not Rose. Maybe Daisy. Ryke would rather die, I’m sure. And Connor can never be added into any equation without hurting my head. So that leaves Lo. Just Lo.

And as I look between the three Calloway girls- Rose in a frazzled state, Daisy drifting far away, and Lil with a sad, soft voice- I get it. I get what Ryke sees and what he feels. I have this insane wish to just make things right again, to plug all the cracks in our lives- just for the small, sliver of hope that these girls will be able to stand up on their own one more day.

Rose shouts at Xander to stay inside my uterus. Connor coaches me to breathe. Ryke talks to an EMT. Daisy sets a reindeer-shaped sugar cookie on my belly.