Quotes by Nadège Richards

Endeavor for greatness, venture for the sake of the heart.

Our love douses us in flames. Its terrible and deep and wingless, but Ill burn here if you burn here too.

The things that could be controlled, though, was this moment. And Elijah kissed me like it was a natural-born instinct. We had our story and they had theirs. No, ours wasn’t exactly beautiful or magical, or any of those things they made us believe in. More often than not, we cried and were reckless with every decision. Those feelings we held onto in that moment were ever-changing; we did the impossible and never doubted for a second that we’d do it again. Because in our story there were no rules to hold us back or people to judge and misuse us. We were limitless.“Our love,” Elijah breathed against my lips, “will be infamous. And that’s our secret.”I nodded with my eyes still closed and allowed his touch to overwhelm me. Every moment with him was like a walk in the dark, a dive into the forbidden deep. And unlike the others—I welcomed the darkness.“Make love to me,” I whispered. They were words uttered before, but this time they held the weight of the moment and our will to never let it go. Eli needed no further permission and he encased me—consumed my very being—with his soft kisses and soothing caresses. Everywhere he touched flared and burned. And I flew.

I made for the door, and the moment I had my hand on the knob, Elijah pulled me back, again. That’s all he’d been doing. His hazel eyes bored right into me as he said, “I don’t want your money. I don’t care what you had to do to make it; I just care that you’re alive.” Eli did that nervous thing I’d figured was a habit and bit the inside of his bottom lip. Shamefully, my eyes tracked the movement. “I didn’t bring you here because I was drunk, T. Yes, I was a bit out of it, but I was mostly intoxicated by the sight of you. No alcohol could do to me what you did last night.

Everything and everyone has a place to be, Echo. It’s just a matter of how they get there and when. You have a place; you just have to find it.

And you left your mark on me...With the destruction of us, finally, we became no one.

Say it.Dont do this to me... I whispered painfully. We cant do this again.Youre a horrible liar, Eli growled as he pressed his fingers into my thighs. He watched me, his gaze all-consuming, and said, Your eyes are as dark as a castle moat by midnight, mi cielo. Lower your drawbridge and let me cross; let me in.Eli, I-Forget him. For the next hour and a half, youre going to do everything that makes you wonder in this world. And then Im going to love you again.

We try so hard because it is all weve ever known, I thought. We try to fit ourselves into this world so that we dont seem more different than different, an oddity in a sea of normality. We try because it is only instinct, but we obey because it is law.

Someday were going to look back on every shared smile and smile some more. Its moments like this that make life worth enduring.

Life is short, Isobeli. If we gave time to everything sooner or later wed run out of it. We only have now. And we would be foolish to not seize it while we have it. So, why would it matter if I love him today or five years from now?

My parents say you’re no good, Elijah.” I exhaled and killed the cigarette in the grass.Laughing, Eli’s eyes went to my lips and his hands touched my bare midriff. “Really? And what do you say?”He had brought his lips so close to mine that it became hard to think about my next words when all I wanted to do was crush my mouth to his. I wanted him to completely consume me. “I think you’re broken,” I finally got out, and Eli arched a brow. “But I think I’m broken too. I just don’t know it yet.

Im not sure Ill ever know the meaning of life or what comes for us after death, but I know its more than the hysteria people make it out to be. Its about freeing your soul when no one else can; turning thirty and still feeling like youre seventeen. Its about taking chances on a whim, embracing the rain during the storm, and smiling so damn much that you start to cry. Its never regretting, never forgetting, and always being.Its kissing underwater and touching in the dark. Loving even when you think its emotionally impossible and surviving someway and somehow. Its about living life with a full heart and an overflowing glass.I live life on the edge. I dream, I care, and I belong.I know theres a here and now.I know that I want it.

Never limit yourself to what you cant do, but to what you have the power to do with what you have.

What are we going to do, Ayden? she whispered, glaring up at me.I dont know, I confessed. But how about we burn that bridge when we get there?I thought it was cross that bridge?I lightly poked her in the eye and she laughed. No. Were burning bridges. Crossing is so overrated. I smiled and touched the corner of her eyes, captivated by the iridescent blues.I think I like the sound of that, she whispered.Yeah?Yeah.

Perhaps soul mates don’t exist, I thought. Maybe they were only a way to get over a loss that couldn’t be forgotten, a way to mend a heart that was unredeemable—an aberrant remedy that dissolved long before the healing began. A way to love a numberless amount of times when it was finite all along. Perhaps love was this illusory wonder and we were reaching for the impossible. Maybe it wasn’t likely to know someone so completely and maybe, just maybe… there was no beauty in having a soul.

Some of us are born to live and to fight, Echo. Others are born to fight for their right to live. When those two collide, there’s hell to pay.

Is our blood not the same color? Do we not bleed the same or share each others burdens? ... What makes you and I so different, Ayden?

Stop setting yourself on fire for people who just stand to watch you burn.

Give unto your all everything, for you never know when it will be your last...

I wish for today and dream of yesterday. If the gods should hold me in their favor, then I shall hope for tomorrow.