“Real fairy tales are not for the faint hearted. In them, children get eaten by witches and chased by wolves; women fall into comas and are tortured by evil relatives. Somehow, all that pain and suffering is worthwhile, though, when it leads to the ending: happily ever after. Suddenly it no longer matters if you got a B- on your midterm in French or if you're the only girl in the school who doesn't have a date for the spring formal. Happily ever after trumps everything. But what if ever after could change?”
―
Samantha van Leer,
Between the Lines
“Perfect You’re a beautiful kind of madness a misunderstood truth O, the things they could learn from the darkness that is hidden behind your eyes So gifted, yet your talents are wasted you gave up chasing dreams Reality hit and you got a taste of failure Cautious now about bearing your soul For if others saw you fully exposed they may not love you like they claim to Time and experience have taught you to trust no one Friends, lovers, and even family have forsaken you You keep the shattered pieces of your heart in a box Stitching, gluing, and staying up all night trying to put it back together Attempting to fill the void that was left Moving from one man to the next It seems no one can satisfy the appetite for affection that you seek Continually picking at old wounds they never heal properly You have no real home, too restless to stay in one place You are reckless, selfish, stubborn, sometimes rude You’ve bottled up the pain of so much that has been done When you’re hurt You close into yourself, shut down You love attention and yet love being by yourself more May God have mercy on your soul For you are truly lost Daily you fight your demons Yet no one knows of that which you endure You bear it alone, never speaking of it You can blame the broken home from which you came Or the environment that you grew up in The people who tore you down so young You can point the finger at those who have whispered behind your back They all have played a role in your development But looking so deep into the past will keep you from moving forward You must love yourself more than these people claim they do Look at where you stand now No one can know the things you have endured like you You’ve never claimed to be perfect Your flaws tell your story There is no need to hide them” ― Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
“I just want to be with you. You're my home. My heart. I love you.” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“Who said I was going to give it to you?” He smiled and took a step toward me. “Maybe I have secret love for Fitzwilliam Darcy. We do share a name. I also need to get a gift for someone who would love it.”“If I can’t have it, no one can.” I narrowed my eyes in mock threat.“Is that so?”“You’ll have to pry it from my cold, dead fingers.” I backed into the bookshelf behind me.“Maybe I just need to distract you long enough to steal it.” He put a hand on the shelf by my head.“And how do you plan on doing that?” I licked my lips.“I have a few ideas.” He moved his other hand, caging me in, and leaned down.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“Where’s the normally grumpy Samantha this morning? Is there a coffeepot in your room?” “Spring is definitely on its way,” Margie said. Her back was turned to us, so she didn’t notice the looks that were being passed around.“I believe I heard some birds this morning,” Alex said as he ate his pancakes.“I wonder when the bees will make an appearance,” Chadwick said thoughtfully. “Pollinate a few flowers and such.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“Where’s the fun in that?” He kept his voice low. “I can think of some really fun ways to teach you my native tongue.”“I bet you can.” I let out a nervous chuckle, thinking about the things I’d like him to do with his tongue.“I can think of some things I’d like to hear you say in Lilarian, too.” His eyes stared holes into me as he moved his top hat five spaces. “Loudly.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“What if I mess this up?" I murmured.Clark’s hand tightened over mine. "It’s not going to be perfect because no marriage is. You’re going to fight, clash, say things you don’t mean... When you love someone, these things can happen. But, Joss" –he dipped his head to meet my gaze– "the good you two will have together will always outweigh any bad. He smiled."And I think Braden’s proved there’s not much you can do to chase him off.” ― Samantha Young, Castle Hill
“You're my past, my present, and my future. You're my life, Anna. I love you.” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“He reached up and cupped her face in his hands. "Did it ever occur to you that I don't want to share you with anyone else? That maybe now that I've realized how much you mean to me, I want to show you as much as I can? Or maybe, because you're so damn sexy and my every freaking fantasy that I can't wait to get you alone, so I can touch you, kiss you, and love you from head to toe?” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“It’s the accent. Women always swoon for an accent.” I rolled my eyes.“And does the accent work on you?” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“And here I was excited to get somewhere I could drink milk out of the carton while wearing my underwear.”“You drink milk out of the carton while in your underwear?” Alex laughed.“You’ve never done that? Gotten up in the middle of the night and wanted a snack?”“Yes, but I wouldn’t bother to put on my underwear.” He watched my face as his words sank in.“What do you -- oh.” I frowned. “Wouldn’t that be cold?”“It’s not so bad when you have someone warm to get back to.” His eyes ran over me, lingering on my hose-clad legs.“Good point.” I looked back out the window as he chuckled.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“There's something to said about smaller bed - you're forced to stay close to me. Where you belong.” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“No offense. They’re very nice tank tops and giant shirts if you like that sort of stuff, but if you’re going to let Prince Alex help you undress each night you might want something a little sexier to slip into.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Not that I’ll say a word about it of course. Not a word.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“Her body was so slim, so… everything. His hands began to twitch with the need to touch her. Wearing deep purple lace to cover her breasts, she looked so damn perfect. Then she sighed his name. And he was lost” ― Samantha Chase, Christmas On Pointe
“You mean you prostituted yourself out to the masses? To draw them away? That was sweet.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“Sometimes the best things in life are a little less than perfect and it still makes them wonderful.” ― Samantha Chase, Ever After
“Ghosts of New York I would like to think that they all have their own stories But we never ask, we don’t even know their names Or what has brought them to their knees and humbled them enough to sleep on the floor of a station Or sit on a train all night long just to have somewhere warm to sleep They are gawked at people will leave their presence to avoid the smell but they have nowhere to wash their bodies On those days when you’ve argued with your boss or a friend, something didn’t go your way and you think you have it bad, They are walking, breathing, living evidence that someone out there truly has it worse We’ve made ourselves so cold, so immune that we’ve taken the humanity out of what’s happening in front of us So yes, I would like to believe that when I give them that dollar they aren’t going to use it to put a needle in their arm and if they should, who am I to judge? Maybe when you’re already that low all there is left to live for is chasing that high” ― Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
“Clearly, being in love makes you an idiot," he muttered...” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“I am very good at my job, Miss Rousseau. I was told to find Samantha Rousseau, and I have. The duchess’ reasons are her own.” He shrugged. “Of course, falconry is a large sport in our country. Perhaps it has something to do with that.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“Perfect You’re a beautiful kind of madness a misunderstood truth O, the things they could learn from the darkness that is hidden behind your eyes So gifted, yet your talents are wasted you gave up chasing dreams Reality hit and you got a taste of failure Cautious now about bearing your soul For if others saw you fully exposed they may not love you like they claim to Time and experience have taught you to trust no one Friends, lovers, and even family have forsaken you You keep the shattered pieces of your heart in a box Stitching, gluing, and staying up all night trying to put it back together Attempting to fill the void that was left Moving from one man to the next It seems no one can satisfy the appetite for affection that you seek Continually picking at old wounds they never heal properly You have no real home, too restless to stay in one place You are reckless, selfish, stubborn, sometimes rude You’ve bottled up the pain of so much that has been done When you’re hurt You close into yourself, shut down You love attention and yet love being by yourself more May God have mercy on your soul For you are truly lost Daily you fight your demons Yet no one knows of that which you endure You bear it alone, never speaking of it You can blame the broken home from which you came Or the environment that you grew up in The people who tore you down so young You can point the finger at those who have whispered behind your back They all have played a role in your development But looking so deep into the past will keep you from moving forward You must love yourself more than these people claim they do Look at where you stand now No one can know the things you have endured like you You’ve never claimed to be perfect Your flaws tell your story There is no need to hide them” ― Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
“I just want to be with you. You're my home. My heart. I love you.” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“Who said I was going to give it to you?” He smiled and took a step toward me. “Maybe I have secret love for Fitzwilliam Darcy. We do share a name. I also need to get a gift for someone who would love it.”“If I can’t have it, no one can.” I narrowed my eyes in mock threat.“Is that so?”“You’ll have to pry it from my cold, dead fingers.” I backed into the bookshelf behind me.“Maybe I just need to distract you long enough to steal it.” He put a hand on the shelf by my head.“And how do you plan on doing that?” I licked my lips.“I have a few ideas.” He moved his other hand, caging me in, and leaned down.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“Where’s the normally grumpy Samantha this morning? Is there a coffeepot in your room?” “Spring is definitely on its way,” Margie said. Her back was turned to us, so she didn’t notice the looks that were being passed around.“I believe I heard some birds this morning,” Alex said as he ate his pancakes.“I wonder when the bees will make an appearance,” Chadwick said thoughtfully. “Pollinate a few flowers and such.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“Where’s the fun in that?” He kept his voice low. “I can think of some really fun ways to teach you my native tongue.”“I bet you can.” I let out a nervous chuckle, thinking about the things I’d like him to do with his tongue.“I can think of some things I’d like to hear you say in Lilarian, too.” His eyes stared holes into me as he moved his top hat five spaces. “Loudly.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“What if I mess this up?" I murmured.Clark’s hand tightened over mine. "It’s not going to be perfect because no marriage is. You’re going to fight, clash, say things you don’t mean... When you love someone, these things can happen. But, Joss" –he dipped his head to meet my gaze– "the good you two will have together will always outweigh any bad. He smiled."And I think Braden’s proved there’s not much you can do to chase him off.” ― Samantha Young, Castle Hill
“You're my past, my present, and my future. You're my life, Anna. I love you.” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“He reached up and cupped her face in his hands. "Did it ever occur to you that I don't want to share you with anyone else? That maybe now that I've realized how much you mean to me, I want to show you as much as I can? Or maybe, because you're so damn sexy and my every freaking fantasy that I can't wait to get you alone, so I can touch you, kiss you, and love you from head to toe?” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“It’s the accent. Women always swoon for an accent.” I rolled my eyes.“And does the accent work on you?” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“And here I was excited to get somewhere I could drink milk out of the carton while wearing my underwear.”“You drink milk out of the carton while in your underwear?” Alex laughed.“You’ve never done that? Gotten up in the middle of the night and wanted a snack?”“Yes, but I wouldn’t bother to put on my underwear.” He watched my face as his words sank in.“What do you -- oh.” I frowned. “Wouldn’t that be cold?”“It’s not so bad when you have someone warm to get back to.” His eyes ran over me, lingering on my hose-clad legs.“Good point.” I looked back out the window as he chuckled.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“There's something to said about smaller bed - you're forced to stay close to me. Where you belong.” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“No offense. They’re very nice tank tops and giant shirts if you like that sort of stuff, but if you’re going to let Prince Alex help you undress each night you might want something a little sexier to slip into.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Not that I’ll say a word about it of course. Not a word.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“Her body was so slim, so… everything. His hands began to twitch with the need to touch her. Wearing deep purple lace to cover her breasts, she looked so damn perfect. Then she sighed his name. And he was lost” ― Samantha Chase, Christmas On Pointe
“You mean you prostituted yourself out to the masses? To draw them away? That was sweet.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
“Sometimes the best things in life are a little less than perfect and it still makes them wonderful.” ― Samantha Chase, Ever After
“Ghosts of New York I would like to think that they all have their own stories But we never ask, we don’t even know their names Or what has brought them to their knees and humbled them enough to sleep on the floor of a station Or sit on a train all night long just to have somewhere warm to sleep They are gawked at people will leave their presence to avoid the smell but they have nowhere to wash their bodies On those days when you’ve argued with your boss or a friend, something didn’t go your way and you think you have it bad, They are walking, breathing, living evidence that someone out there truly has it worse We’ve made ourselves so cold, so immune that we’ve taken the humanity out of what’s happening in front of us So yes, I would like to believe that when I give them that dollar they aren’t going to use it to put a needle in their arm and if they should, who am I to judge? Maybe when you’re already that low all there is left to live for is chasing that high” ― Samantha King, Born to Love, Cursed to Feel
“Clearly, being in love makes you an idiot," he muttered...” ― Samantha Chase, Always My Girl
“I am very good at my job, Miss Rousseau. I was told to find Samantha Rousseau, and I have. The duchess’ reasons are her own.” He shrugged. “Of course, falconry is a large sport in our country. Perhaps it has something to do with that.” ― Nichole Chase, Suddenly Royal
