Amy A. Bartol Quotes & Sayings

I ask God to bind my life to your life so that my mind will be one with your mind," I repeat the words Phaedrus says while I gaze at Reed and hold his hand. "My heart may be one with your heart," I recite it with a small smile on my face, "and my body may be one with your body," I blush a little when I say this part, seeing desire register in Reed's eyes. "From this moment through eternity, so let it be. — Amy A. Bartol

Giffen's large hand is cupping my chin as he kneels in front of my jump seat. "Kricket," he says while shaking my head to try to get a response from me. Groaning, I mutter, "Are you really shaking my head right now? It already hurts like a spix kicked it, so stop!" "Getting in touch with your spirit animal, were you?" His question is flippant, but there's relief in his tone that he can't hide. "Yeah, it said to give you this." I raise my middle finger at him. He stares at it, because the gesture means nothing to him. "I should take your finger?" he asks. "I hate you,"
Bartol, Amy A. (2015-03-31). Sea of Stars (The Kricket Series Book 2) (p. 285). 47North. Kindle Edition. — Amy A. Bartol

I look away from him, replying sarcastically, Well, you can tell JT and Pete for me that the next time they hold a knitting bee and gossip circle, I could use a new sweater! — Amy A. Bartol

You have to get rid of my wings!" I plead
"But, I like your wings," he says, smiling sweetly while stroking them again.
I swear, if he keeps doing that I might purr like a kitten — Amy A. Bartol

To ache from the knowledge that I may never hold you again - to count the moments, like grains of sand, while we were parted only to escape the sky and find that you still only know me as a boy from school ... — Amy A. Bartol

Reed lifts his lips from mine, and looking into my eyes, he murmurs, I want those thousand years with you, Evie, you have no idea how much I want them. I want a thousand years, and then I want a hundred thousand more. — Amy A. Bartol

I'm dangerous?" I snort disbelievingly. "Very," he replies plainly. "I don't feel dangerous, I feel small and exposed," I say, turning my face away from him. "Evie, you're the most dangerous creature I have ever encountered, and I have encountered them all," he says, playing with my hair. — Amy A. Bartol

I look away from his eyes. Since I've met you, Brennus, my life has not been mine, I say with more honesty than I like to admit to myself. Time with you is visceral ... white-knuckle moments that make me know that I'm alive. I think I have become addicted to the rush of fear and desire you create ... the uncertainty that I was once forced to endure has now become a need, like those pills that people keep in their medicine cabinets. — Amy A. Bartol

You killed Kenny," I groan with my lips chattering, "you bastard . — Amy A. Bartol

I'm not forgiveness and redemption. I'm violent retaliation and vengeance. — Amy A. Bartol

You're so adorable sometimes. I almost don't regret not killing you. — Amy A. Bartol

Oh, I'm so going to put a knife in the other side of your chest, I think, feeling stabby. — Amy A. Bartol

You were afraid of me? Don't you meet with the Fallen in Sheol?"
"Yes, but none of them had ever stolen my heart nor left me without words to ponder its loss. — Amy A. Bartol

I prefer my justice to be blind. — Amy A. Bartol

You are poised to be the most perfect creature I have ever encountered, under God, and the affection that I feel for you cannot be measured on Earth — Amy A. Bartol

If I had but one wish, it would have been to find someone like you."
"And if you were a coin, I'd throw you down a well without making a wish. — Amy A. Bartol

He has an equal stack of pancakes on his plate. He picks up his fork and says, You know these aren't very good for Pretty Town. — Amy A. Bartol

First love is like dat," Brennus says tiredly. "But, den ye mature and find a deeper love, one dat was created jus for ye. — Amy A. Bartol

Is that what you are calling it? A message? It felt more like emotional terrorism to me.-Zephyr — Amy A. Bartol

I'm the dark secret that he can't keep hidden - his crossed fingers - his hold-my-breath-to-keep-from-feeling. But I make him feel everything. — Amy A. Bartol

If you don't want to know, don't ask. — Amy A. Bartol

Her heart begins to sing to me, the Siren's song that's calling me to shipwreck. I go to it willingly. When her lips meet mine, I know I'm lost, I'm found - I'm home. — Amy A. Bartol

We have to make the stars align for us now
find a way for us now to get burned for being together. - Trey to Kricket — Amy A. Bartol

He looks like someone definitely broke his crayons.

- inescapable — Amy A. Bartol

I miss the outline of your body pressed to mine and the feel of your breath on my neck when you sleep. I miss the sound of your voice. I need you. I have to go soon, but I will be back for you. I promise you. Then, I will show you that there is still beauty in the world
not a future full of despair. I promise you, I will. — Amy A. Bartol

I wouldn't describe it like that. It was . . . hazardous and delicate. I've had easier times disarming explosives . . . — Amy A. Bartol

My desire for him is insane. He's not sentimental - neither of us is - and yet he says things to me that strike at the core of my being and speak to the fighter in me. He makes me crave him in the most vulnerable way. I can't lose him - ever. — Amy A. Bartol

I should love her like there is an ache that won't go away unless I'm with her. — Amy A. Bartol

No one has ever worn my clothes before." "No one would dare," I murmur. "You're a scary beast." "You dared." "I did, but I have a problem with authority." He — Amy A. Bartol

It eat my brain?" I ask. He looks confused. "No." "Mind control?" I ask. "I wish. — Amy A. Bartol

I have never had to fight so hard to take a breath. — Amy A. Bartol

Drunken people make me nervous. I dislike their predictable unpredictability - the emotions that are so intense and seem to turn on a dime. — Amy A. Bartol

I'm just saying that when there is little left to lose, the consequences of one's actions don't carry the same weight ... painful or otherwise. — Amy A. Bartol

I'm stone, nothing touches me-nothing. — Amy A. Bartol

It's when the crickets stop singing that you know the enemy is near and the battle is about to begin. — Amy A. Bartol

No one is protecting you. You are all alone, aren't you?" he asks while he lets my elbow drop from his hand.
I can no longer see his face clearly because my tears are making it impossible, but unfortunately for him, I've found what I've been searching for in my bag. "I don't need anyone to protect me when I have this!" I say in a desperate tone.
Pushing the Taser into his side, I release the safety and pull the trigger. The hot, kinetic sizzle of electricity snarls through the gun and into his torso, but Reed doesn't fall down and start twitching like in the demonstration video. Instead, his eyebrows shoot up in an expression somewhere between disbelief and amazement as he asks, "Are you serious? — Amy A. Bartol

I have to kiss her again; I start with her lips. When I taste her on my tongue, I want more. I need more. Tugging on her bottom lip with mine elicits a soft groan of pleasure from her. I live in the sound of it.
When our bodies fit together, like pieces falling into place, I'm nearly undone by it and by her eyes. They narrow and her forehead leans forward to rest against mine. Through her eyes, I can almost see inside her soul. That's where I long to be: centered near her soul, wedged between it and her heart. ~ Reed's POV — Amy A. Bartol

May what lies ahead of this warrior or behind him never take from me what is inside of him, for it is mine. — Amy A. Bartol

My lips twitch at the mental image of him as a queen. — Amy A. Bartol

Why does my stomach flutter like it's filled with a thousand butterflies whenever I get near you? And I don't mean when I see you, I mean before I see you, I inquire as I search his face. — Amy A. Bartol

You've changed me. I want to be the favorite taste that touches your lips. — Amy A. Bartol

You are where I draw the line. They can have anything else that they want, but they cannot have you-not when I have breath in my body to prevent it. -Reed — Amy A. Bartol

What's up with hotness? I wonder. He looks like someone definitely broke his crayons. — Amy A. Bartol

Okay, you must have forgotten that I know when someone's lying-it's one of my special, freaky priestess gifts, remember-the one you love to use until it becomes inconvenient for you? You can try to throw me off, but even half truths ring false with me. — Amy A. Bartol

There is nothing remotely ordinary about you, accept it. I'll show you what you are."
"And what am I?"
"Mine. I will tear open the sky to make you see it. — Amy A. Bartol

Don't you 'Kitten' me! — Amy A. Bartol

He was telling us that your voice will give comfort when the night becomes its blackest," he replies. "And I'll protect that voice with my body, my mind, and my spirit . . . because without it, I'm alone in the dark. — Amy A. Bartol

Leaning up against one — Amy A. Bartol

I can't figure out what's wrong with her feet! -Nothing's wrong with my feet! -They are an alluring shade of pink. -Jax, that's nail polish! — Amy A. Bartol

Wanted to destroy you," he says, and a shiver goes through me, "and I wanted to take you in my arms and love you, and I wanted to tear you apart, and I wanted to crush anything that would harm you, all at the same time. — Amy A. Bartol

How ex are we talking?"
"The kind where you have to take everything that he ever gave you and bury it in the backyard so there will be nothing to remind you of how much you loved him. — Amy A. Bartol

From an early age, you've learned never to trust anyone but yourself. You let almost no one help you, but the ones you do allow into your life have special significance to you: you love them, even when sometimes you wish that you didn't. Because when you love someone, Kricket, it means you're completely loyal to that person, you'll sacrifice anything for him - even your life. How am I doing so far? — Amy A. Bartol

She stays," Trey replies easily. "With you . . . half naked?" "With me . . . half naked. — Amy A. Bartol

No," Trey says. "Males rarely touch each other." "Really?" "And females rarely touch males they don't know or who aren't a part of their family," he adds, making me feel awkward all of a sudden. I've been holding his hand all day, I think, feeling stupid. — Amy A. Bartol

Okay, so when is the mother ship coming to pick us up?" I ask worriedly. "The what?" Reed asks with confusion clouding his eyes. "The mother ship, you know, aliens?" I ask tensely. He gives me an impatient look. "Aliens?" he scoffs. "We're not aliens then?" I reply, not even trying to keep the relief out of my voice. "No!" he says emphatically as he searches my face - probably for other signs of mental illness. Sighing, I ask, "Then what are we, Reed? Because seriously, if some big alien bug cracks me open from the inside and starts wiggling out, I'm going to be really ticked off that you didn't warn me. — Amy A. Bartol

Lynnette and me were wondering that, if it's alright with ya, since it's Thursday night, ya know, 'thirsty Thursday,' and we're kinda invited to this party, well we thought that maybe ya could close the library without us tonight, eh?" Autumn asks, standing in front of the circulation desk where I sit with a worn copy of poetry. She can't help playing with her long brown hair, nervously pulling strands from the back while straightening it out. At the same time, she is casting glances at Lynette who is watching us from the racks of current journals. I don't glance up at Autumn because I don't need — Amy A. Bartol

If I die now, at least my soul might see him in Paradise one day. — Amy A. Bartol

You're my air, Evie. Without you, I drown in breathless sky. — Amy A. Bartol

Reason and love are hardly ever compatible. — Amy A. Bartol

I do what I always do when the day has shown me its worst: I make do. — Amy A. Bartol

I will never want anything as much as I want you. I will never love anything as much as I love you. — Amy A. Bartol

She's in my blood. I will never stop fighting for her, — Amy A. Bartol

In all the years that I have lived, the time that I have spent with you has been the most exquisite ... and this moment, our first dance, I will never forget if I live forever. — Amy A. Bartol

I'm the light to his darkness. There's no escape; he's a part of me. — Amy A. Bartol

I'm jus a shadow on the floor wi' out ye, Genevieve. — Amy A. Bartol

Reed's blood is now mixed with mine, so that he is always with me, no matter where I am. — Amy A. Bartol

I'm learning that "myth" doesn't mean what I thought it did. It really means, "based on truth" and the truth is terrifying. — Amy A. Bartol

I want you as my consort.. until death do us part, and then forever after that — Amy A. Bartol

I think I'm the most hurt by the fact that I'm not like him. I would've chosen him over everything else. The whole world could've burned down and I would've pulled him from the wreckage of it. — Amy A. Bartol

As our bodies mesh as one, I know that this is the heaven I want to fight for: the one in my arms. — Amy A. Bartol

This doesn't work out for us, Kricket, know that I've loved you from the moment I held you in my arms on Ethar, and every moment in between. I will love you even after my final breath. — Amy A. Bartol

Would you mind telling Xavier that if
he doesn't want to become an albatross,
he should stop laughing, Evie mutters,
which only makes him laugh harder. — Amy A. Bartol

That is what courage is: it is acting in the face of fear. — Amy A. Bartol

Reed, I know that you think that it's better to wait until I evolve fully, but I don't think I can wait any longer ... You are my blood now and I'm yours. We are bound to each other in every way possible but one and I.. I don't know where I'm going, I don't even know what I've become, but I know that if I am with you, then I'm free ... I'm home. Let me show you what you mean to me. Let me pull you into my world, as you have pulled me into yours. — Amy A. Bartol

I lose myself in her: her scent, her touch, and the taste of her. I will never get enough. — Amy A. Bartol

Ye're na meant for a tepid existence, so maybe 'tis time ta leave da sandbox.
Brennus — Amy A. Bartol

Sometimes we don't know that it's best to run. Hanging on in desperation seems to be our way. — Amy A. Bartol

Well, that feels a little bit like stealin' yer parent's car keys for a joy ride and ending up crashin' it, huh?"
"We kind of hijacked the sun, Russell. — Amy A. Bartol

You have made no secret of the fact that you hate me."
His eyes soften again. "Hate you?" he asks. "Not as much as you might think. And then there is the ... what was it ... butterflies? That can't be a bad thing, can it? — Amy A. Bartol

I try taking a step. Reed drops my hands so that I can move freely. My knee is a bit stiff, but otherwise, it feels fine. Examining the surface of my knee, I see a slight discoloration over the kneecap, but other than that, it's nearly as good as new. Feeling myself panicking I cover my hands over my face as I think, I'm a monster! Don't fall apart here - you can fall apart later ... Plastering a fake smile on my face, I bring my hands down to see Reed standing just a few feet away, watching me closely. I try to think of something offhand to say, but all I can come up with is, Amazing ... I can't wait until that third eye grows out of my forehead. — Amy A. Bartol

She's a loner. She pays her own way. She is someone who doesn't know her place, or if she does, she doesn't abide by the rules. She'll see right through your lies. She'll steal your heart without even trying. She'll blink at you with a million whispers in the night while she holds your hand as if she's the only one who fits it right. You'll want to carry her bones inside your bones. — Amy A. Bartol

Do I pray for her life or mine? They're one in the same ... Be this soul in Thine hands ... I stop, unable to pray for her ascension. I cannot let her go, I think in agony. I try again, May this soul in Thine hands be with me ... always. — Amy A. Bartol

When they do, I reach up, laying my hand on his cheek. Our kisses turn heated. My legs squeeze Honey Badger's sides, causing him to trot ahead next to Wayra. When Trey notices, he has to rein in our spix, breaking our kiss. We both look over at Wayra, who is smirking at us. He nods his head in greeting to Trey. "Sir." Trey nods back. "Wayra.""Did you need something, sir?" Wayra asks with amusement in his tone. "No. I have everything I need," he replies. "Carry on." Trey pulls us back behind Wayra once more.
Bartol, Amy A. (2015-03-31). Sea of Stars (The Kricket Series Book 2) (pp. 241-242). 47North. Kindle Edition. — Amy A. Bartol

Instead of asking youself how you can change that aspect of you, maybe you should be asking yourself why you were created that way. For what purpose do you exist the way that you are? — Amy A. Bartol

I have a paper heart and he has written notes all over it. — Amy A. Bartol

I'm not in love with him. I would never call it that. It's more of a growing fascination with him. He's unlike anyone I've ever known, but he's maladjusted and broken - unpredictable and frightening. — Amy A. Bartol

If they took you from me, it would be like they concealed my heart from me. — Amy A. Bartol

How come you're in such a good mood? You couldn't have gotten much more sleep than I did last night. Are you a morning person?" I ask in mock horror."A mornin' person, well maybe, but let's just say I got to experience the nicest parts of hell last night," he says quietly,taking the shirt I offer him. As he rises out of thebed, I can't help looking over his perfect abdomen and chest before he shrugs into his shirt."I'm sorry, the nicest parts of hell? What does that mean?" I ask."Red, yer not a guy, so there's no point explainin', — Amy A. Bartol

I slump against the cushion. "How am I going to protect him, if I've completely alienated him? He thinks I'm creepy ... " I say sadly.
"You are not creepy," Reed says soothingly, taking my hand.
"You're not a good judge of creepy, Reed, since you're creepier than I am," I say warily, looking over at Zephyr when I hear him laughing at my comment. "I wouldn't laugh too hard, pal, because you're the creepiest one of us all. — Amy A. Bartol

I'm used to holding on to nothing as tight as I can. — Amy A. Bartol

I wanted you before this, for who you are - so intelligent, brave - delicate and beautiful. But now, you have power and strength, too. Danger, thy name is Evie. You are something from a dream and I just want ... he trails off. — Amy A. Bartol

You can't be serious!" "I'm so serious." "He's a psychopath." "He's my psychopath. — Amy A. Bartol

The evil you know is better than the evil you don't. — Amy A. Bartol

If the currents do conspire against us, know that I will find you, I will never stop looking for you. — Amy A. Bartol

Just when you think that maybe Brennus is running' out of crazy, he shows up with a brand new can of it ... economy size. — Amy A. Bartol

Zee replies grimly, 'I understand that problem ... Buns is a force of nature.'
'She is,' I say with a reluctant smile, 'you're kind of screwed, dude. She's definitely got her own ideas.'
Zee grins too. 'Do not laugh too hard, playa, yours is a Throne..karma ... ' he says, noddin' his head before grimacin' and addin', 'ouch'.
My smile broadens involuntarily. 'Zee, when did you become funny?' I ask.
'It is difficult to be funny in Human,' he says, before lookin' at his watch and than graspin' the cover of the portal computer. 'Learn my language and you will think I am hysterical. — Amy A. Bartol

Pulling his hand back from my face, Trey tenses. Inamorata is feminine. I would be your inamorato, your male lover. — Amy A. Bartol

It looks great on her because she has a bangin' body. — Amy A. Bartol

Even swimming in sorrow, he won't let me drown. — Amy A. Bartol

I take a deep breath before jumping from the edge of the skywalk and lurching into the air toward him. To my surprise, Trey jumps from his side at the same time, meeting me in the air between the broken pieces of skywalk. His arms go around me, hugging me to him while we fall toward the reservoir of crystal-blue water far below. — Amy A. Bartol