Ryke Meadows Quotes

… 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.

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.

If someone asked me to name the first two attributes of Ryke Meadows, aggressive wouldn't even be on the list. In the heart of his soul lies kindness, wrapped tightly in selflessness that shows in almost every action.

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 can't help but laugh into my next sip of water. For the first time, mine doesn't seem so bad. "I don't know why you're fucking laughing. You have a girl's name and no middle name.

Don’t you ever fucking apologize for another guy’s offense.

I’m totally getting more ass than Ryke Meadows.” She laughs as she squirms in his hold. “She’s not getting more ass than me,” he says … “Oh yeah? I have a boyfriend. What do you have?” “A six-pack and a big f**cking c*ck.

Yeah, my father is an egotistical douchebag," he says roughly. "My name literally means Jonathan empire.

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

He stands confidently in his hot pink mankini. When I told him it was the only suit left, he literally shrugged and put it on. Tan skin, ripped abs and stylish wayfarers- he instantly looked cool even wearing that damn thing. And the girls playing water volleyball even gawked at his ass

It doesn’t matter if she wanted it or not. No self-respecting man would offer something like that to a girl, especially one that’s drunk.

My hothouse flower that I will always keep alive

Give Ryke Meadows my ashes. I want to be in the clouds, and no one is going to get there but him.

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 don't want to drag myself down anymore.

You girls need to work on your fucking happy noises,” Ryke says angrily. “They shouldn’t sound like someone is being assaulted.

He raises his brows at me, trying not to laugh. “You’ve eaten a h—fuck it. I can’t say it.” Ryke Meadows can’t say the word hoe. “My older brother, ladies and gentleman,” Lo says loudly, “the most decent fucking guy you’ll ever meet.” There’s nothing but sincerity in his eyes. Ryke flips him off.

My mom was Sara Hale. My dad was Jonathan Hale. I was no one’s son.

Donnelly raises his hand. I feel exhausted. “What?” He drops his hand. “If you’re dead, then who pays our bills? Assuming Ryke Meadows is going to murder you.

Ryke Meadows endures all things like he was born to last forever.

Live in the moment with Ryke Meadows.

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.

She went a little fucking overboard on her anger." He looks at me. "Her daughters are all a bit nuts, so you know exactly where they get it from.” "She called the fucking cops on me," I retort. "That's not nuts that's --" "It's nuts," he rebuts. "It's fucked up." "That too," he says.

Ryke Meadows loves taking care of people.

Ryke Meadows has invigorated my body and soul. He is more than just my pillow. My wolf. My bodyguard. He’s my everything.

I think I could live underneath Ryke Meadows, under his weight and protection, and be satisfied for life.

I can be unthinking and selfish when I try to live fully. But I've always loved that Ryke never stops me. Whatever wild thing I do, Ryke Meadows does too. Down a ski slope. In an ocean, caged with sharks. Off a cliff. Off a cliff. I was fifteen. I dove into the water. He jumped in after me. I couldn’t imagine any other guy willing to do that for someone they hardly knew.

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.

My eyes burn because I’ve never seen her this beautiful or this alive. Meeting her radiance head on is a collision with ten thousand degrees of heat. The longer I watch, my gaze blazes, water welling like I may not fucking survive. And guess what. I’m not shutting my eyes. I’d rather die inside this moment than miss a single part.

Because I think she loves you more than she loves sex. And you love her more than you love alcohol, but you two just haven't let yourselves believe it yet" (Ryke Meadows, p.304).

On transit to the hospital,” the radio says, “Ryke Meadows was pronounced dead.” Price

Some say that you don’t know what a person means to you until they’re gone, but I’ve always been aware of the extraordinary impact Ryke Meadows has on people around him. And on me. I fell in love with his heart. Soulfully caring. Selfless. Generous and kind.

You look handsome every day, all day. Is that how you feel, Ryke Meadows?” Just when I look into your eyes.