Quotes by Angel He cracked a slight smile, but it didn’t look amused. “I’m not letting you out of my sight. You’re looking a little deranged, Angel. We’ll go together. Becca Fitzpatrick angel sight together Are we going to have to teach you to fight, Angel? Becca Fitzpatrick teach fighting angel I believe in destiny Angel. I believe every choice I've made has brought me closer to you. I looked for you for a very long time. I may have fallen from heaven, but I fell for you. Becca Fitzpatrick destiny angel believe You dress to impress," I said approvingly. "No, Angel." He leaned in, his teeth softly grazing my ear. "I undress to impress. Becca Fitzpatrick teeth angel dresses I don't have a car." His eyes sliced into mine. "I walked here," I explained. "I'm on foot." "Angel," he said in a way that sounded like he sincerely hoped I was joking. Becca Fitzpatrick angel eye feet I saw you, and I wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you. That wanting nearly drove me mad.” Patch paused, inhaling softly, as though breathing me in. “And now that I have you, the only thing that terrifies me is having to go back to that place. Having to want you all over again, with no hope of my desire ever being fulfilled. You’re mine, Angel. Every last piece of you. I won’t let anything change that. Becca Fitzpatrick breathing mad angel He brushed my curls back off my face. “I never pictured my life so complete. I never thought I’d have everything I want. You’re everything to me, Angel. Becca Fitzpatrick curls angel want I turned my face up to his. I could hardly look at him the same way. I was crying without realizing I'd started. "You made a deal with Hank. You saved my life. Why would you do that for me?" "Angel," he murmured, clasping my face between his hands. "I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me. Becca Fitzpatrick angel mean thinking Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" "If I did? Becca Fitzpatrick hush-hush call-me angel If I could make this go away, I would. If I could stand in your place, I wouldn't hesitate. But I'm left with one choice, and that's to stand by your side through the end. I won't waver, Angel, I can promise you that. -Patch to Nora Becca Fitzpatrick your-side angel choices There was movement along the fringe of Chauncey's vision, and he snapped his head to the left. At first glance what appeared to be a large angel topping a nearby monument rose to full height. Neither stone nor marble, the boy had arms and legs. His torso was naked, his feet were bare, and peasant trousers hung low on his waist. He hopped down from the monument, the ends of his hair dripping rain. It slid down his face, which was dark as a Spaniard's. Becca Fitzpatrick angel dark rain I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. Becca Fitzpatrick one-day angel missing Angel... I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me.' -Patch (PG 262) Becca Fitzpatrick angel mean thinking How does this whole guardian angel business work? Am I the only person who can see you? I mean, are you invisible to everyone else?" Patch stared at me like he hoped I wasn't serious. "You're not invisible?" I squeaked. "You have to get out of here!" I made a movement to push Patch off the bed but was cut short by a searing jab in my ribs. "She'll kill me if she finds you in here. Can you climb trees? Tell me you can climb a tree!" Patch grinned. "I can fly." Oh. Right. Well, okay. Becca Fitzpatrick cutting angel mean I think I'm more of a guardian angel girl. Becca Fitzpatrick girl angel thinking I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I couldn't escape you and I didn't want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you. Becca Fitzpatrick angel loss believe I gave up something I wanted for something I need. And I need you, Angel. More than I think you'll ever know. Becca Fitzpatrick angel needs thinking You're mine, Angel. And I'm yours. Nothing can change that. Becca Fitzpatrick mines angel Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked. "If I did?" "I don't like it." He grinned. "It stays, Angel. Becca Fitzpatrick hush-hush call-me angel I looked to the window. Patch was gone, but a single black feather was pressed to the outer pane, held in place by last night's rain. Or Angel Magic Becca Fitzpatrick angel rain night «56789101112131415»