#patch

But instead of taking the cue to leave, Patch crossed to Scott in three steps. He flung him around to face the wall. Scott tried to get his bearings, but Patch slammed him against the wall again, disorienting him further. “Touch her,” he said in Scott’s ear, his voice low and threatening, “and it’ll be the biggest regret of your life.” Before leaving, Patch flicked his eyes once in my direction. “He’s not worth it.” He paused. “And neither am I. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#patch-cipriano #scott #life

And you would have lost. We were surrounded. He threatened your life, and he would have made good on that threat. He had you, and that meant he had me, too. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#hush-hush #patch-and-nora #patch-cipriano #silence #sweet

Patch was in my life for a reason. I needed him. We were two halves of the same whole. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#love #nora-grey #patch-cipriano #life

I've missed you,Angel. I dod not spent a day without missing you in my life. I became obsessed to the point I thought Hank had backed off of his oath and had killed you. I saw your ghost in everything. I couldn't scape from you and i din't want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#fallen-angels #hush-hush #nora-grey #patch-cipriano #silence

But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#fallen-angels #hush-hush #love #nora-grey #patch-cipriano

Patch's eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly. "Swear you'll never stop loving me," I whispered. Ever so slightly, he nodded. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#patch-cipriano #love

He sucked some of the rain from my bottom lip, and I felt his mouth smile against mine. He swept my hair aside and kissed me just above the collarbone. He nibbled at my ear, then sank his teeth into my shoulder. I hung my fingertips on his waistband, tugging him closer. Patch buried his face in the curve of my shoulder, his hands flexing over my back. He gave a low groan. “I love you,” he murmured into my hair. “I’m happier right now than I ever remember being. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#patch #love

there's only one thing i know for certain anymore." he turned, his eyes a clear black. "that i would do anything for you, even if it means going against mu instincts or my very nature. i would lay down everything i possess, even my soul, for you. if that isn't love, it's the best i have. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#love

You can call me Patch. No really. Call me. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#love #nora #patch #love

If we're doing this for ten hours, I'm going to need a little incentive to stay motivated." Patch hooked his elbow around my neck and dragged me into a kiss. "Every time you strip my sword, I owe you a kiss. How's that sound?" I bit my lip to keep from giggling. "That sounds really dirty." Patch waggled his eyebrows. "Look whose mind just rolled into the gutter. Two kisses per strip. Any objections?" I pulled on an innocent face. "None whatsoever. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#hush-hush #nora #patch #motivational