Did she know, could she know what it meant to him when she turned to him, when she opened herself to him like this? In absolute trust. Her strength, her valor remained a constant wonder to him, as did...

The man loves you with everything he has, everything he is. Eve, that means you can hurt him.

It's here, inside me, and it'll bite off pieces when it can. But I can take it because you're there. Because you know how it feels. You're the only one who really knows. And becasue you love me enough...

He linked his fingers with hers. And because he had used it when he'd hurt her, he balanced that out by using it now. Huh? A line appeared between her brows. Is that Gaelic again?Yes. He brought their...

But Roarke doesn't feel weird about it. He's full of it, the love, I mean. And when he loves me, things that never worked in me did - do. It was easier when they didn't work, but it's better when they...

I'd rather be screwed up with you than smooth with anybody else.

I do not mind when you tell me what you want and put that first instead of last.

The two of them looked so comfortable together it made Nico glad. But it also it caused an ache in his heart – a ghostly pain, like an old war wound throbbing in bad weather.

Percy pulled Annabeth close and kissed her... long enough for it to get really awkward for Piper, though she said nothing. She thought about the old rule of Aphrodite's cabin: that to be recognized as...

For what it's worth: trust your feelings. I can't promise that you'll never get hurt again, but I can promise you the risk is worth it.

Nico studied his face – his sea-green eyes, his grin, his ruffled black hair. Somehow Percy Jackson seemed like a regular guy now, not a mythical figure. Not someone to idolize or crush on.

Occasionally someone or other got donked on the head by Cupid's arrow, and laughed, saying it's 'a definite sign', that 'it had to mean something'. One guy grabbed his girlfriend and lifted her up so...

Seth tilted his head to the side as he stared at me. What did you just say?Taking another step back, I glanced at the door. Could I make a run for it? Seth could definitely catch me, but right now, he...

I would give Alex back control so she could protect herself instead of making the decision for her.

Oh God, I was head over heels, drowning underwater, in love with Ren- with Renald Owens. I was in love with a dude whose real name was Renald.

People do the damndest things when they're in love, Alex. Look at what your mother did. It's a different kind of love, but she left everything because she loved you.

I was in love with him. I knew that much was true. Love was the swelling, hopeful feeling in my chest every time I saw him. Love was the way I could forget about everything when I was with him. Love...

And I know things are...screwed up between us. I know that. Even if you tell me you'd rather hump a Nightcrawler's leg than forgive me, I'm still going to be there for you. I pushed myself onto my...

But I wasn't done. Staring into eyes that were as bright and beautiful than any tawny jewel, I said what I had never said before. And I said it with every ounce in my being behind it. I love you,...

You love Roth, he continued for me.You're in love with him. My eyes met his bright blue ones.Yes, I whispered, my lower lip trembling.It's him. It's always been him.

To love is not weak. Love is the strongest thing there is.

Love of sugar had to mean true love. It just had to.

Flipping to the front, I caught Aiden's gaze and offered a sympathetic smile.Skittles?Please.I dumped some into his open palm, then picked out the green ones. Aiden grinned at me.You know I don't like...

What kind of motel sells condoms?" "My favorite kind of motel?

That kind of love should've been able to beat sickness. That kind of love should've conquered anything.

Ah, when love dies, women lose two and a half inches in height.

People where you live grow five thousand roses in one garden...yet they don't find what they are looking for.

You see the wheat fields over there? I don't eat bread. For me, wheat is of no use whatever. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful,...

To love is not to look at each other is to look together in the same direction.

She knew this man's smile, his gentle ways of love, but not his godlike fury in the storm. She might snare him in a fragile net of music, love and flowers, but, at each departure, he would break forth...