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I don't play games with people's lives like you do.

I write edgy, sexy teen romances, and that's what I'll continue to do.

It's as if I'm taking away his pain and he's taking away mine.

Sometimes things are better off forgotten.

What are you boys doing?” she asks, as if we’re still little kids messing around. “Arguin’,” Carlos says matter-of-factly.

It's pure instinct that makes me rebel every time someone tries to control my life and hand out more rules.

We need to look back sometimes and realize the past taught us to appreciate our future.

Every time I break out of what is expected of me and do what feels right, I feel stronger.

Are you following me?" she asks, but doesn't meet my gaze. "Yeah," I say. "Why?" I give her the only honest and true answer I have. "You're where I want to be.

Being brave is not as easy as it looks.

It reminds me of myself - seemingly perfect on the outside but inside is all a mush.

When she wraps her arms around my neck, all I want to do is protect this girl for the rest of my life.

Luis is right there.” I point to the corner of the yard, where my little brother is the centre of attention doing imitations of barnyard animals. I have yet to inform him that talent isn’t as much of a chick magnet when you get into junior high.

Sometimes we have to prove to others we're strong even where we're not.

You once told me that I make you believe in the impossible. You make me believe in love, which I’d given up on. Thank you for proving to me it’s not just a fairy tale.

I want to know how to make this girl laugh. I want to know what makes her cry. I want to know what it feels like to have her look at me as if I’m her knight in shinning armor.

I want to be wherever you are.

My history defines who I am.

I don't want to always be 'the best I can be.' I just want to be me.

Football players are misunderstood. They arent the dumb jocks people think they are.

He may be out of my life physically, but he’ll always be a part of me. I can’t let him go even if I tried. Alex took a piece of my heart, but that doesn’t mean my life has to be on hold. I can’t keep running after ghosts.

Oh, God. I'm in big trouble. Because I'm staring. I can't keep my eyes from ogling his chiseled triceps and biceps and every other "eps ' he has. The butterflies in my stomach have just multiplied tenfold as my wandering gaze meets his.

I like to write books that touch my heart. I want to entertain, and I love to entertain myself.

There's a point when you have to stop fightin' the whole world.

If any guy threatened her she'd probably suffocate him with her oversized tee.

Some things need to be left unsaid.

If there's one thing I learned, it's that nobody is here forever. You have to live for the moment, each and every day . . . the here, the now.

being afraid to take chances is scarier than actually doing things that challenge you.

You own a piece of me," he murmurs as he holds me afterward. "Good," I tell him. "And just so you know… I'm never giving it back.

The urge to jump into his arms and feel the warmth of them surrounding me is so powerful, I wonder if it's medically possible to be addicted to another human being.

When I look out [the window] at the big houses on either side of the road, it's obvious we've entered the rich side of town. Poor people don't post signs like NO TRESPASSING, PRIVATE DRIVE, PRIVATE PROPERTY, MONITORED BY CAMERA SURVEILLANCE. I should know because I've been poor my entire life, and the only person I know who ever posted a sign like these is my friend...and he actually stole the sign off a rich guy's yard.

I want to hold you, Nikki. Will you let me?

Gary, who's wearing a coral shirt and white pants, growls to look tough. It doesn't work.

Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?

Sometimes you have to steer away from the crowd in order to be a better person. It's not always easy, that's for sure. But it's right. And sometimes doing the right thing feels good, even if it does end up in a trip to the principal's office.

And just so you know for the future, I like my double-chocolate chip cookies warm and soft in the middle...and without magnets glued to them." "Me, too. When you decide to bake me some, let me know.

Unfortunately, real life can’t be wrapped up with a nice little bow.

The percentage of couples who stay together after high school is, like, less than five percent, you guys.

What are you gonna do if I break one of your *&^%$ing rules?

You're stressing too much about what might be. Do something to take your mind off thinking about what might never happen.

I flip open my phone to text Jessica: Me: Guess who's pregnant? Jess: u? Me: Get real. Jess: ur mom? Me: yep Jess: Mazel tov!? Me: Don't congratulate me, plz Jess: Could b worse Me: How? Jess: Could be u? Me: I'm a virgin. Jess: Nobody's perfect.

Want to get in trouble with me, Carlos?

Alex probably brings his dates sharp knives as gifts, in case she'll need one when she's out on a date with him.

She ignores me, so I cup my hands over my mouth and do something I haven’t done in years— barnyard sounds.

It’s not Brittney’s face, not her smile, not even her eyes. All of that surface stuff made the world see her as beautiful, but it was the deeper stuff that made her different.

Did A tell you your eyes remind me of blown glass? I can see your soul through those eyes, Amy. They get darker when you’re trying to be sexy and shine when you smile. And when you think you’re in trouble you blink double the amount that you usually do. And when your sad the corners of your eyes turn down. I miss your eyes. And I don’t want the sad ones to be my last memory of you.

This attitude means you haven't met a girl worthy of your attention. You'll want to get caught if the right girl comes along.

Don’t try and make me feel better, Alex. I hate you.” “I hate you, too.

Playing with fire doesn't necessarily get you burned.

Carlos, are we in complete understanding with each other?” “Yeah,” I say. “As long as it’s not in your house and you don’t know about it, you’re okay with us messin’ around.” “I know you’re joking with me. You are joking with me, aren’t you?” “Maybe.

The threat of taking something away makes us appreciate it more.

I believe in lust at first sight.And attraction.But not love.

Why are you making a joke out of this?" she asks. "Because it's stupid, Nik. There's not even room in my day to think about someone else.

I love you because you’re the only person I want to make love to without any conditions and—and I love that you need me.

Great minds think alike.

Fifty percent of all doctors graduate in the bottom half of their class - Hope your surgery went well!

I wish I could turn back time, but I can't. I made a stupid decision because I thought I was invincible, and I'll pay for it the rest of my life.

And for those of you who want to start any trouble, I have a zero tolerance policy. . . .

Don't let your life outside of school dictate your future.

I want a one hundred percent guarantee that they’ll all be fine.” I tell Mrs. Garcia. She pats my knee. “Unfortunately, there are no guarantees in life.

She looks up at me with those vulnerable eyes. “What if it means something?” She asks. “What if it does?” “Promise me it won’t mean anything.” I lean my head back on the couch. “It won’t mean anythin’.” Aren’t I supposed to be the guy in this scenario, laying down the no-commitment rules? “And no tongue,” she adds. “Mi vida, if I kiss you, I guarantee there’s gonna be tongue.

My brain tells me it will be better to just let him go. My heart... not so much.

You shouldn't love me. I don't deserve you.

We deserve each other, Luis … and I need you just as much as you need me. Hold me.” He steps closer, but hesitates. “If I do, mi chava, I can’t promise I’ll be able to let you go.

I like that girl more that I can remember likin’ anything in my life. I’m not about to give her up. I’ll start carin’ what people think when I am six feet under.

There’s always time for arguin’ when you’re a Fuentes.

- I don't want you to love me. - Too late, mi chava.

If you sprinkle when you tinkle please be neat and wipe the seat.

Expectations make people miserable, so whatever yours are, lower them. You'll definitely be happier.

I feel so selfish, because I want the best of both worlds. I want to keep the image I've worked so hard to create.

...there's no rule book or game plan when it comes to the grim realities of our lives.

I can't help but smile as I swipe a lone tear trailing down my cheek. How can I not be crazy in love with this guy? Time away from him didn't change anything. I can't deny him another chance. That would be denying myself.

What would it take for you to go out with me?

Just so you know, I’m goin’ to enlist.” “I’m proud of you. But why?” I groan against the pain but manage to give him a half smile. “I want to make sure Kiara’s got a boyfriend who has more to offer than a hot bod and a face that could make angels weep.

When my eyes meet his gaze as we're sitting here staring at each other, time stops. Those eyes are piercing mine, and I can swear at this moment he senses the real me. The one without the attitude, without the facade[...]

One of the things that makes me who I am is the loyalty I have to people I hold close to my heart.

Doing something positive will help turn your mood around. When you smile, your body relaxes. When you experience human touch and interaction, it eases tension in your body.

I'm ready for something private, private and real

He may be out of my life physically, but he'll always be a part of me. I can't let go even if I wanted to.

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

Say something, Amy," Miranda insists. "Something positive. I'm sure it'll make you feel better." "Okay, Miranda. I've got it." I motion the girls to lean in close to hear my words. "At least I'm not dead." How's that for positivity? I have to admit it does make me feel better.

We're actors in our lives, pretendin' to be who we want people to think we are.

He has eyes so expressive they give a hint to more than what he portrays. He’s dedicated to his friends, family, and even his motorcyle. He touched me as if I were made of glass. He kissed me as if he’d savor it for the rest of his life.

I realise it’s going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I’ve ever met, wants to kiss me.

I tried writing adult romances, but it just didn't fit my voice.

I eye Chuy like a pitcher in baseball does when a guy leads too far off base.

I wish I could help you" I whisper. You are," he murmurs against my knee. "just dont leave me, okay? Everyone leaves me.

Nothin'," Alex says. "We'll talk later, chica. It's not a big deal." "Don't chica me, Alex," his bride snaps. "I think she's gonna deck him," Ben murmurs, amused.

Did we kiss last night?" "Yes." "Well, it wasn't memorable because I have no recollection of it." He laughs. "I was kiddin'. We didn't kiss." He leans in. "When we kiss you'll remember it.Forever.

Como un angel," I whisper. "Is our game over?" she asks nervously. "It's definitely over, querida. 'Cause what we're gonna do next is no game.

Music is my drug, the one thing that makes me numb.

As If I could just turn my feelings off like a faucet.

You can’t keep her.” I know that. But I’m not ready to give her up just yet.

That’s not the only reason I’m stayin’, chica. I can’t leave you any more than I could walk out that door right now while my leg is busted up. I was just thinkin’ . . . should we tell your parents now or later?” “Tell them what?” I ask, eyes wide. He kisses me softly, then says proudly, “That we’re in a serious, monogamous, committed relationship.” “We are?” “Sí. And when I get out of here, I’m gonna fix the door to your car.

Running should be saved for the times when you're being chased.

Thoughts of being a pirate and stealing her away to my ship race across my mind. Although I’m not a pirate, and she’s not my captured princess.

I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.

Julian, sometimes girls are like junk food. They look good, and they sure taste good… but you know they're not healthy for you and cause cavities so it's better to just leave 'em alone. Got me?

Say it again,” he says. “That whole drawn-out speech?” I remember something about a solar system, but I’m too light-headed to recite the entire thing all over again. He steps closer. “No. The part about you fallin’ for me.

Sometimes I think Ben is right, that the fantasy world is better because reality sucks...but then I look at Nikki and I believe that we can beat the odds.

Gettin' near the fire, chica, doesn't necessarily mmean you'll get burned.

We kiss all the time." I clear my throat, then add, "We just...do it in private.

You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having.

Nobody really knows her Except the chosen few Her secrets are kept hidden Behind that sun-kissed hue. If I reach out to touch her She’ll just run away My Forever and Always Will have to wait another day.

I didn't like seeing you with him" he says. "I don't think I'd like seeing you with any other guy....beside me.

Opinions are like assholes, everyone has one but they think each others stink.

Love is honesty. Love is a mutual respect for one another.

A garter. You’re supposed to take it off and keep it as a memento. K-k-kinda like a trophy for going far sexually with a girl. It’s stupid, really. And kind of d-d-degrading if I think about it too m-m-much.” “I know what it is,” he says, amusement evident in his voice. “I just wanted to hear your explanation.

The end of one thing is just the beginning of another.

I wish my life was a John Grisham novel. His heroes always seem to be one step away from death but come up with a brilliant plan. Unfortunately, real life can’t be wrapped up with a nice little bow

But wishes are only granted in fairy tales.

Isn't that why we're put on this earth to begin with, to make it a better place? It's not a religious quest; it's a humanitarian one.

Daddy, What's the horizontal tango?

That wouldn't fit my right testicle

You can run from some problems, but then you get caught up in others.

If you could wish on a star right now, what would you wish for?"I ask him. "For time to stop. "Why?" He shrugs. "Cause I could live forever at this moment.

Man, my girl is one tough chick when she wants to be. I wonder if it has something to do with those big, comfy granny panties she’s got on.

Do I hear a challenge?” she whispers, “Oh, Carlos. You know I can’t resist a challenge.

You were lookin’ at me like you wanted to kiss me.” I force a laugh. “Yeah, right,” I say sarcastically. “Nobody’s watchin’ if you want to, you know, try it. Not to brag, but I’m somewhat of an expert.

Love isn't about honesty. It's about protecting the people you love from things that will hurt them.

Whether it's right or wrong, fight for what you believe in.

I let it all out--my mom's date,my dad's conversation,my confusion about it all.Caleb doesn't laugh,he doesn't pull away,he doesn't talk .. He just lets me be me. When I settle down,I lean back and witness the mess I've made on his shirt."I made ur shirt all gross," I say between sniffles. "Forget the shirt.What's going on? I could.nt understand a word you mumbled into my chest." Now I'm half laughing and half crying.

You’re dangerous,” he says. “Why?” “Because you make me believe in the impossible