Rae Hachton Famous Quotes & Sayings
25 Rae Hachton Famous Sayings, Quotes and Quotation.
With painstaking rumination, the tips of his fingers grazed over my neck, a deafening silence. I didn't move as his hand paused at the base of my throat. He listened to the arrhythmic beating of my heart, my pulse thumping beneath his fingers. He kissed me along my neckline and throat. I almost burst apart from the longing. My blood burned for him.

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and bit her bottom lip. I found it to be such an erotic gesture that it aroused me. My eyes began making love to her in the dark. Unseen hands passed over her curves, quietly descending ... trembling at her great beauty. I didn't even know her, but I wanted her. My gaze danced over her every curve, from her nose and lips, to her breasts and hips, surreptitiously. She had no idea of my thoughts. Shadow sex.

The only thing that will ever be real, is this moment,' I turned to the statue, 'when you made me feel alive, when you made me feel real, when I felt like you really love me. Now? I'm just your monster, Frankie. I will always be a monster.

My Heart's still beating for you - Very Dark and Always.

You Just scared me half to death," I said.
"You should be thrilled you're halfway there.

You can't just enter scene like that and disappear.

We are all Romeos looking for our Juliet, but never finding her.

Ellie, would you frolic in the land of forever with me?

I believe that love can do anything - it can change how one sees things, how one sees this world. It can turn a monster into a man or turn a man into a monster. And it has the ability to blind you. If you did love a monster, you wouldn't even know it. Love is a powerful thing. Love can conquer death - nothing is as romantic as the thought of being eternal simply because another soul owns your heart entirely.

I'd learned that loving someone, being in love with someone, and being dependent upon someone are three separate things.

Dying would be normal for me, and one day, I'd be buried beneath a stone, and nothing would matter anymore. It'd be ordinary, like life.
And that terrified me, endlessly.

I never really wanted to die. But I followed through anyway. The pain in my heart was excruciating, and death was beautiful.

There is absolutely nothing monstrous about being a vampire. In fact, it's quite beautiful.

I was made to rule the darkness.

Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be.

When I kiss you, it will be THE kiss, not just A kiss.

That's the problem, Frankie. That's why I'm not kissing you right now. A kiss just isn't a kiss. It's no ordinary thing. One day perhaps I can prove that to you. People have died from wanting - desiring - a mere kiss; it's more complex than you believe it to be. You're very pretty ... beautiful even. But you shouldn't let just any guy kiss you. It should be meaningful. And you shouldn't be so willing to share your lips with him. Sharing your lips loosely is nearly as intimate as sharing other parts of yourself. One teases and tempts the other, in a great prelude. I'd like to think you don't kiss very often.

His eyes glistened. I'd never seen eyes that bright or that green. His were emblazoned by a dark symphony. When he blinked, his lashes spread below his bottom lid like satin spider legs, a million wishes to be made upon them, in exchange for these nightmares.

I realized someone else might tell you you're pretty. I'd do anything to keep you away from that person.

He's the boy who smokes Marlboro cigarettes and I'm the girl who makes theater puppets. Dreams and ashes - two things in the universe that should never meet because they are opposites, right?

Run, sweetheart, run.

For there has never been a story nearly as tragic as the one of Frankenstein, except for that of Johnny Heart and his Francesca Valentine.
