#leslie

He held her gaze as he lowered his head toward her. He didn't kiss her though--just leaned kissably close and asked, "Will you let me take you in my arms... for a dance, Leslie? ↗

— Melissa Marr

#niall #love

-"You won't like me if I'm cruel." -"I don't like you now." -"We don't lie." -"I'm mortal, Irial. I can lie all I want to. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#irial #leslie #love

He'd given her his vow: to take care of her, to keep her from hurt or pain, from wanting for anything. Her leaving didn't negate his promises; they weren't conditional. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#leslie #wicked-lovely #love

The gospel is not outward rituals and sacrifices, it is a living sacrifice. It is to have the laws of God written in our heart. It is to have a soft, listening, responding heart to God. ↗

— Leslie Ludy

#leslie-ludy #when-god-writes-your-love-story #love

-"Leslie? What are you doing?" -"Choosing. I'm mine. Not anyone else's." -"I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#irial #leslie #change

It wasn't the tattoo that had changed her, had given her repossession of her body. It was her actions, her choices. It was finding the path when it looked like there weren't any paths to be found. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#change

Whatever this fearlessness, this strength, this difference was, she was starting to like it. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#in-control #leslie #strong #love

She might scream when the nightmares found her, but not by choice, not when she was awake. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#leslie #love

I did survive. I still am. And it won't happen again. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#love

What is it doing to me? Will the darkness consume me? ↗