Somehow, I successfully managed to whittle my ridiculously long list of book boyfriends down to just TEN for today’s post. I have no idea how. I added so many swoony, fantastic fictional men to my list of book boyfriends this year. It wasn’t easy to narrow it to ten, but here are some of my favorite men and my favorite quotes from them…
“I have no right to want to touch you, and yet I want that more than anything – to convince all of my senses that you’re really here after all this time.”
“All I can off you are painful memories and my broken soul, but I love you, and if you’ll allow it, I promise to always love you. If that’s enough for you, then, yes, I’m back.”
“I think about you all day and I dream about you all night. I want your days and I want your nights. I want all of you.”
“I don’t know what this is or what the hell we’re doing,” he said. “But if I don’t kiss you right now, I might explode.”
“I want something real,” he whispered. “And I’m willing to wait for it.”
“I said I was a virgin, Avery. Not a saint.”
“Because you deserve better than my best. You deserve the man I can and should be. Not the one everyone else knows.”
“She taught me how to love. She taught me who I wanted to love. Even though I failed at it, stumbled over my own two feet so many times I was face-planting more than I was walking, she showed me the perseverance of love.”
“Well, you can think what you want, so long as you remember-no matter how ordinary things seem between us-I’m still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy, evil or otherwise, ever will.”
“I don’t care if you say we can’t be together. I don’t care if you think I’m the most evil, unnatural creature walking on earth. You can think whatever you want, go whatever you want. I’m going to just go on loving you, even if it’s hopeless.”
“Fun! You think I have just been having fun with you? I am insane in love with you, Lilah! I have been since the first night. Remember the night I carried you all the way home, just so you could not meet anyone else before I had the chance to make you mine?”
“What are you hiding from” he repeats softly. “I would be anything for you, and do anything for you, but you just keep me emotionally shut out.”
“I just… I always want more of you. I feel greedy, in a way. I just want to kiss you more, and touch you more. Like you said, it’s dangerous. I feel like you’re a drug, and I’m getting addicted to you.”
“If you feel yourself falling, let it happen. I swear to you I’ll catch you.”
“I can’t promise you forever, Beck. I can’t promise you forever, because that’s not long enough.”
“I wished that my hand would work again,” I tell him when he climbs in after me. it was my first wish and the only one that mattered.
“I wished my mother was here tonight, which is stupid, because it’s an impossible wish.” He shrugs and turns to me, drowning the smile that cracks me every time.
“It’s not stupid to want to see her again.”
“It wasn’t so much that I wanted to see her again, ” he says, looking at me with the depth of more than seventeen years in his eyes. “I wanted her to see you.”
“Maybe one day you’ll come back. Maybe you never will and that’ll suck, but you can’t keep doing this. The blame and the self-loathing and the bullshit. I can’t watch that. It makes me hate you for hating yourself. I don’t want to lose you. But I’d rather lose you if it means you’ll be happy. I think if you come back with me today, you’ll never be okay. And I’ll never be okay if you aren’t. I need to know that there’s a way for people like us to end up okay. I need to know that there even is such a thing as okay, maybe even good, and it’s out there and we just haven’t found it yet. There’s got to be a happier ending than this, here. There’s got to be a better story. Because we deserve one. You deserve one. Even if it doesn’t end with you coming back to me.”
“I love you now more desperately, this moment, than I have ever loved you before, and in an hour I will love you more than that.”
“You are so beautiful,” he said, running his finger across my jaw.
“Oh, is that why you wanted to be my project partner?” I asked wryly.
“No, I wanted to be your project partner because I thought you’d be good at it,” he said. “I flirted with you because I thought you were beautiful.”
“For two years, I’ve loved you. I’m not afraid to tell you that.”
“I can’t lose you,” he whispered. “All these years… I thought you were gone. Now that I have another chance… I can’t lose you again.”
Tobias “Four” Eaton
“I might be in love with you.” He smiles a little. “I’m waiting until I’m sure to tell you, though.”