Best 31 quotes of Nicole Gulla on MyQuotes

Ava Elizabeth Baker you make yourself a survivor, not a victim. Become an exception and not a rule.

But, after all of the loss I'd had in my life; his loss was the one I could never bear.

Collin! What a gorgeous name. Then again his name could have been Cracker Jack and I would have thought it was just as wonderful.

Don't go, I've only just met you.

Even though we were never supposed to be together…I can’t be with anyone else, no matter the consequences.

Hayabusa…it’s one of the fastest production motorcycles in the world. Believe me when I say you’ll never ride on another motorcycle after you feel the power this baby has. It is unlike anything you’ll ever feel between your legs.

He was tall, dark and handsome, the complete trifecta. His unique grey eyes and his tousled dark brown hair, made him look like he belonged on the cover of a romance novel.

How could you keep this from me? How could you let me fall for you?” I shouted, as I uncontrollably shoved him, repeatedly. “I meant nothing to you, did I?” “Look at me!” he yelled, gesturing his arms as the rain cascaded off of him. “I’m standing here. What more do I have to do to prove what you mean to me?” he proclaimed, as he engulfed the space between us, steeling my breath. Intense passion radiated from him as he spoke.

How lucky am I that a beautiful girl like you spills a drink on me?” I blushed. Shit! I couldn’t take my eyes off him, he was strikingly handsome.

I always took Brielle for granted, putting Mckayla first. Little did I know that my first friend in the whole world would be the only true friend that I have now.

I always want us to be like this, connected, sharing everything with each other. Not holding anything back, no matter how the other person may feel.” “You have my word from this point forward. No matter what.

I can’t hold back from wanting you right now, Ava.” “Don’t!” I commanded.

I couldn't comprehend what we were about to face, but I knew it was my birthright to fight for it.

I couldn't shake this feeling that I had uncovered more than something ordinary.

I felt like I was suffocating, like my future and all my happiness were gone. I've never felt that before, Ava. I can't let you go.

I haven't known you for long, I don't even know what your favorite color is or your favorite song, but…I know every detail and curve of your face and the way your eyes sparkle when you smile. I know that you put your hands to your chest when you laugh and the adorable way you fiddle with your fingers when you're nervous. I think of you every minute of every day. I've realized I can't live my life without you in it. I want you. Only you.

I'm like a toy to her, a toy that someone has promised her. Maybe not her favorite, but still hers.

I realized that I’ll phase back again and this state of elation I have when I’m with you will be over. I’m not ready for it to end. As amazing as all of this is, it’s not complete. I’m so limited on the time we do have that I try to live each moment when we’re together. I never know when it’s gonna be our last.

Isn't it amazing?" I asked. "How the ocean bows to the moon." "Some people believe that it is the lure of the moon that compels the ocean's waves to swell. I believe that it's the ocean's dance that entices the moon's rays to shine upon it,

I took in a breath. I couldn’t believe that I had, again, run into Ethan Deveraux, the son of a prominent head of S.O.U.L. What were the chances?

My hands were trembling, but only because of who he was, not because I was scared of him. I oddly felt calmed by his presence. He smiled as he placed his hands in the pockets of his charcoal gray pants. He was finely dressed in a black button up shirt that was unbuttoned at the top low enough to see where his chest began. It clung to him, accentuating every muscular detail. I shook my head. I had to stop evaluating him. “Is everything okay?” Ethan asked, tilting his head to the side, trying to read my expression. “Huh…oh, yeah, fine.

My thoughts of you never do you justice.

No one wants to rattle the cage of a "crazy" person whose family tends to snap.

So,” I said, steadying my breath. “Do you still believe it is the ocean that entices the moon?” “I know it does,” he said, seductively…temptingly. I turned to face him. “Well,” I said, playfully. “I still think it’s the lure of the moon that pulls them together. That poor ocean never stood a chance against that irresistible moon.

That was an amazing night in the city. But, there’s something rare and intimate about being here—just you, me, the ocean, and the moon.

There was a definite pull to him and in that moment I had to know why.

You astound me, Ava. I’ve never met a girl who would order what you just did in front of a guy.” “You mean lunch?

You can't take away something she never fully had. She may have been promised to me, but my heart will never belong to her!

You finally find the Scripter and she's an absolute babe. What are the chances? Not to mention, you two actually like one another. It's just amazing, a modern day Romeo and Juliet. But, a rivalry that goes back even longer in history that that story.

You're my girl and I'd die before I let anything happen to you.

You think I could meet the most amazing person and not know how I could see her again?