Teen romance Quotes

Not for the first time, I wonder what it would feel like that, to be so beautiful that you don't even realize people are watching you, to be so confident that you don't even have to worry about being nervous or feeling self-conscious. I've spent what seems like my whole life trying to pretend I'm that way. What would it be like to have it just come naturally?

I tried to will them with my super mental powers so he’d put them around my waist, but apparently I had no super mental powers.

I love you when you’re happy.
I love you when you’re sad.
I love you if you’re angry,
And I love you if you’re bad.
No matter how you feel,
I love you all the time.
Oh my sweet, dear baby,
I love you all the time.

His hands fell to my hips, and his fingers dug through my rain-drenched clothes.

She smells like spring and flowers and rain, even though it’s winter. Sometimes, he thinks he loves her so much that his mind is unable to distinguish between love and obsession. Which is worse?

Just because a hot guy likes you doesn’t mean you owe him anything. You don’t have to like him back and you don’t have to feel bad that you don’t like him back. Being friends is already pretty special because it means you trust him. If he’s worth keeping in your life, he’ll respect your choice either way.

It'd felt good to be part of an "us," with the same thoughts, the same feelings, the same miseries.

When you're on the other side of it," she says, "fifty-two years can seem like about fifty-two minutes." She tips her head back and swallows the pill. "Just like when you're young and in love, a seven-hour plane ride can seem like a lifetime.

He sees me when I'm lying. He hears me when I flirt.

The butterflies swirl again in Sera’s stomach. Perhaps they have brought along fireflies too, to light up her soul.

If only I had the speed that my alien boyfriend had, then I could just zip through my senior year and forget about distance and mom’s annoyingly great sense of hearing. But when said alien boyfriend was in my bed, I wanted nothing more than the opposite speed. I wanted to freeze time to keep everything just the way it was.

They sat and he drew her into him. Their lips met, sparking an internal firework display. His soft exquisite lips pressed gently against hers. His kiss held the exact right balance between tenderness and a kind of passionate urgency.

They had pulled me from the hemorrhaging, dying body of my mother and turned me over to the care of the man who was not my father. He had taken me home to their tiny apartment above the old hardware store and done what little he knew to take care of me.
It took less than six weeks for him to realize his mistake. Maybe even less than six hours, but he never abandoned me. He clung to me as though I was the last remnant of some great and powerful love.
And that gave me hope that maybe my mother was really something else and not just some girl who got knocked up by a guy whose name she didn’t even know. She was something special, someone worthy of a man’s loyalty and devotion.
--Rocky Evans

Ace let out a deep breath, squeezing my hand and then letting go. "I know how hard this all is for you and I'm sorry that I haven't been more receptive. I promise from now on I will try my hardest to let you in more. Tell you more about my world and everything that makes me tick."
I took his hand and pulled it up to my lips, barely grazing his knuckles. "Deal.

I looked at Victor, my heart swelling from the emotion. When I die, please do the same ceremony for me, I whispered, choking up. This is the most captivating and emotional event I have ever been part of.
I’m afraid you’ll have to ask somebody else for that because if you die before me I won’t survive it. He kissed the tip of my nose. I gazed at him with so much love that my heart almost burst out of my chest.

I would do anything for Rachel and if she wants an Edward, that’s what I’ll be.

How would Elijah ever understand a life that is dark more than light? Or a shadow of someone who follows her around, and when she least expects it, taps her on the back and asks, where are you going, Seraphina?

Just let it out.

You are the most perfect girl I have ever laid eyes on, I exist to make you happy, it’s all I want out of life and I want to spend every day making your life as wonderful as you make mine. I truly truly love you.
Luke Nero, The Witchlings-Midnight curse

Victor wrapped his fingers over my hand, pressing his face against my palm. You’re the bravest girl I’ve ever met. I’m so incredibly proud of you.
Who knew that one day the word someone would use to describe me is brave. Life is very unpredictable. I chuckled.
There are many other words I could think of to describe you but I’m not really good at flattery.

His room was dark until he switched on his desk lamp. I sat on the floor next to his bed and watched him counting clothes and considering shoes. He seemed so boyish right then—like he wished his mom would just come in and pack for him. I couldn’t possibly love him any more than I did at that moment.

If you wanted candles and romantic music, then you wouldn’t have chosen me.
Maybe I didn’t choose, she dared. Maybe it just happened.