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Siobhan Davis

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    Siobhan Davis

    All I can think about is how I wanted to share those firsts with Logan and how I never knew it was an impossibility because it had already been taken away from me.

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    Siobhan Davis

    A loud peel of laughter travels up my throat. Something out of the ordinary has finally happened, and it sends a spark of electricity directly to the dull lump in my chest.

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    Siobhan Davis

    And his kisses. God, his lips feel like they were custom made to fit perfectly against mine. He alternates between soft and sweet, hard and hungry. And I get it. Though we’ve shared plenty of kisses, this one is different. It’s like discovering a lake in the middle of a desert. Or waking up on Christmas morning to a glistening blanket of show. The equivalent of winning the lottery. And though it redefines the “cheese” in cheesiness, that’s what it feels like to have Logan back in my life, back in my arms, when I thought he was lost to me forever. Being with him means more than I can express. It’s everything. He’s everything. I start and end with him.

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    Siobhan Davis

    And when desperation leads you into a rotting pit of self-inflicted torture, you are left with nothing but the acknowledgment that desperation played you for a fool.

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    An eerie silence has descended over the house. Every few minutes, I hear a grunt and the scraping sound of a box dragging along the floor. Other than that, there’s nothing. It’s like the silence is the actual articulation of the emptiness we all feel.

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    Siobhan Davis

    An intense longing builds inside me, and I fight the urge to propel myself forward and grab her into my arms.

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    Answer me one thing,” she says in a rigidly controlled voice. “Do you love Logan?” Perhaps I should lie, but in that moment, after what I’ve just witnessed, I’m incapable of expressing anything but the truth of what’s in my heart. “With all my heart,” I sob.

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    Are you in any pain? (Ariana Skyee) Only my heart. (Cal Remus)

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    Ariana strikes me as the type of girl who is attracted to authenticity.

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    Ax.” Sadie is breathless as she caresses the angular lines of my face. “I love you so much. You’re my whole world. You know that, right?

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    Broad shoulders fit snugly under his white shirt, and taut muscles flex in his arm as he grips a tray. He’s not a muscle-bound freak though, thank God. I don’t like that “I have boulders in my biceps” look that a lot of guys seem to favor these days.

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    Siobhan Davis

    Do you fancy catching a movie at the Sturbridge Theater tonight? That new Robert Pattinson movie is showing,” I ask her, the phone cradled against my chest. “Definitely sign me up for that!” Ari replies, chuckling as I mock scowl. Her easy laugh warms my soul. “We’re in,” I tell Gil, arranging to meet him and his date in the diner later. “So, who is it this time?” Ari asks, resting her chin in her hands. “Anyone we know?” Considering I can count the girls on one hand who have enjoyed more than one date with Gil, I doubt it’ll be someone familiar. “I didn’t ask; guess we’ll find out soon enough.” “Five bucks says it’s a blonde,” Ari quips. “That’s one bet I’m not taking,” I admit, twirling a lock of her hair around my finger. “Gil’s penchant for blondes is world-renowned.

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    Siobhan Davis

    Even after all the hurt and the pain, I still love you so much. Probably too much for someone my age. I used to believe it was because we were made for each other. That we had a special kind of love most people never find. Now, I wonder if it’s the opposite. If we were put together to show the destructive side of love. You have always been my light and my dark. My sun and shadow. My strength and weakness. You bring out the best and the worst in me.

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    Siobhan Davis

    Everything changed the moment I found you. I changed.

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    Siobhan Davis

    For the first time, with complete clarity and absolute conviction, I know I love him entirely with all that I have, everything I am, and who I’m going to be. Of course, I’ve told him before, but not like this, not with the fierce swelling of love and fervent determination that I feel ebbing and flowing inside me, as vital as the air I breathe. Before—when I said it—it was borne out of immaturity, or necessity, or maybe just plain old lust. Now I radiate with the veracity of my love and this newfound truth that we really are meant to be.

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    Gil drives like he lives his life: In the fast lane.

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    Haydn lets out a low whistle. “You’re a real piece of work.” “It’s okay,” I say, turning to face him. “I got the memo.” He arches a brow. “The one that says you hate my guts. There’s no need to rub it in.

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    Siobhan Davis

    Haydn’s instructions are imprinted on my brain much the same way Logan’s face is imprinted on my heart.

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    Haydn snorts. “Only gullible, lovesick fools spout that mushy crap.” Thank the stars that his tone is teasing, because I can sense Logan’s patience waning. “When you find the right girl, I’m so going to make you eat your words. And I’m going to thoroughly enjoy rubbing your nose in it.

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    He is the biggest asshole on the planet,” Jarod says. “And in a planet that’s currently drowning in assholes, that’s saying a lot.

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    He roars laughing as he raises our conjoined hands to his lips. “Have I told you lately that I love you?” “About ten thousand times.” I smile. “Get used to it, Alma Sadie,” he says, tucking an errant strand of hair back into my elegantly coiffed chignon. “Because I’ll never tire of telling you.

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    He’s a lovely guy, but there’s no spark between us whatsoever. It just goes to show, that even with all their fancy assessment tools, the government can’t legislate for chemistry.

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    Siobhan Davis

    He traces a line across my face with the tip of his finger, and a moment passes between us. Our eyes feast on one another as his finger continues its journey, carefully caressing my lips. My mouth parts slightly. Leaning down ever so slowly, he holds my gaze as he captures my lips.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I am unbelievably nervous. It is most unlike me. This girl is really messing with my mojo.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I can feel Ari’s mounting excitement the farther we walk. She’s bouncing up and down like a kangaroo on speed. I feel the bulk of the box pressing against my leg as we walk, and I contemplate all that I’ve decided to tell her tonight. Lifting my head, I stare in awe at the light of a thousand stars illuminating the dark, night sky. The setting really couldn’t be any more romantic, any more perfect.

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    I couldn’t shake the feeling that you had taken something of mine. Something you had no right to. It’s lingered over the years, that all-consuming feeling. And I feel it now. What are you hiding, Axton? What do you have that’s mine?”

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    Siobhan Davis

    I devote well over an hour at target practice for two reasons. First, there are a number of new weapons to train with, and I want to test them all out. Second, I naturally visualize Isla’s face in place of the target sheet, and I never get tired of blasting her head into smithereens.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I don’t think I’d feel any more violated if he’d stripped me bare. I might as well have lain down before him openly exposing all my flaws and my fears, inviting him to psychoanalyze me.

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    I don’t want this. I’ve never wanted this. What is the point in dredging up a past that no longer serves any purpose? A past that’s no longer connected to the present or the future. A past that is bittersweet because the love we shared was doomed from the outset—a stolen love that was never meant to be. Why would I want to relive that?

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    Siobhan Davis

    I engage in subtle stalking. That's entirely different and perfectly socially acceptable.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I feel myself collapse inside as if the life force has been sucked out of me.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I fell in love with her suddenly, deeply, in the most all-consuming way.

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    If there’s one thing I’ve learned, buddy, it’s that love is messy and complicated. If it’s too easy, then it isn’t the real deal. It can’t be, because passion doesn’t follow the path of least resistance. It’s this fiery, out-of-control entity that sucks you in and spits you out more hurt and more alive than ever before.

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    Siobhan Davis

    Ignoring the pain is more desirable than confronting it. And that’s survival one-oh-one.

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    I guess it takes one to know one, and two can play that game.

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    I have never seen so much male hotness in one place in my entire life,” Rach rasps. “I fucking love America.

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    He's a mass of contradictions. Unfortunately, that only seems to enhance his appeal. I’m one sick bitch, that’s for sure.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I kiss her for way too long at the door, and not for the first time, I wish that I could stay with her, to help chase those dark clouds away.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I know I need to face the facts, and remain strong to extricate myself from this hideous situation, but not yet. I figure I’m owed at least one day to indulge my self-pity. One day to wallow in despair. To give into the soul-crunching heart-stomping pain ripping me to shreds on the inside.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I know I should look away but I can’t. It’s as if my eyes are superglued to him.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I lie awake in bed until way past midnight, fervently hoping Ky is going make an appearance at any moment to explain his behavior. But as the clock chimes two, I have no choice but to face facts. He isn’t coming. And it feels ominous. Like the winds are changing, and destiny is altering. His absence is more than telling. It has a finality to it that scares me half to death.

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    I love my family,” she says, placing her fingertips to her temples. “But you’re my future. So if it’s a choice, I choose you.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I'm already under the covers when he comes in. I watch as he takes off his shirt and jeans, and climbs into bed beside me. On any other occasion, the sight and feel of his near naked body would send my blood pressure into orbit, but I'm so exhausted by the events of today that I'm incapable of feeling anything even close to desire. And he doesn't ask anything of me.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I'm following hot on her heels, smarting from her latest rebuttal, and I can't contain my temper as the flood of rejection washes over me, tossing me precariously close to the edge.

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    I’m not going to be caught unawares again,” Haydn argues. “Loving her made me weak. Foolish. And it was totally pointless anyway, because she has only ever loved you.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I'm not just the sum of how I look although that seems to be a popular opinion, and it infuriates me.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I’m not much of a liar. A hoarder, a hider: most definitely, yes, and sometimes I’m dishonest by default because I find it difficult to share that innermost part of myself with others. But never a conscious liar. I don’t think I have it within me to deliberately mislead anyone.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I’m terrified of learning the truth. About my mission. About Axton. About who I really am, and what I’m capable of doing. I’d rather stay in denial. Because if there’s one thing I’m certain of, it’s that I’m not going to like the truth of my apparent new reality.

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    Siobhan Davis

    I need to master the art of talking to her before I can even contemplate anything else.

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    Siobhan Davis

    In this moment there is no me, no him. Only us. One entity. One heart. One existence.