Quotes From A Pretty Little Liars Novels & Stories

I retorted. “I don’t care if it was during an apocalypse. You? Pressed up against the glass like a damn romance novel cover? This is gold.” I laughed so hard I nearly spilled my drink. Diana leaned over, eyes glinting with glee. “Was it good?” My smile softened into something private. “It was better than good.” “Oh, she’s hooked,” Diana sing-songed. “Lillian has officially joined the Society of Girls Who Said It Was Just a Crush but Ended Up Naked in a Conference Room.”

[Atticus] Next time I get him alone, I'm going to kill Simon. As soon as Liliana sipped that drink I knew it would be too much for her. And then she took another sip and another. By the time Madison declared her ready, she was barely able to stand.

She could never keep calm. "Heck! There's nothing like that", I scoffed, my eyes still stuck on his calm face. "Then stop staring at him like this", Zendaya said in a tone of sarcasm. "Seal your mouth please", I pleaded to her "That's what I do all the time", she fired back at me. Dean's cabin started to vacate as all the students tidied away. Lilian passed a strong glare at us. "Bloody losers", she shot a glare to Jay, he didn't react, just drove his eyes away.

"You can't be this cautious all the time. The brave may not live very long but—" "—the cautious do not live at all," I finished the quote from The Princess Diaries. Cassie sighed dreamily and looped her arms through mine. "I love Anne Hathaway," she stated, earning a laugh from me. And just like that, I was ready to be spontaneous.

Laura said whispering it in her ear. “Wow!, you are so smart” Quinn smiled giving her a thumbs up. —————————————- CLOSING PERIOD “Off to the detention room again...” Nana groaned. “I hope it won’t end with kisses” Rachel whispered. “No...no” Nana said immediately. “Just saying” Rachel shrugged. “Anyways Bye, See you tomorrow,” Nana said and left with Aaliyah and the rest. Jabal was about to walk to her but Kelly was faster.

She cleared her throat, over-enunciating as though performing Shakespeare at the Globe Theatre. “Love isn’t patient, love isn’t kind… it’s fire, and it burns everything it touches.” She looked at me expectantly, starry-eyed. I wanted to slide under the table and melt into the floor. Was this real life? Was I being forced to quote my own tortured prose like a trained parrot? “Um.” My voice cracked. “Yes, that… that does sound like something I wrote.” “It is!” another boy shouted. “Page two seventy-three, right after the betrayal scene! I highlighted it!”

Quentin looked at me, displaying a typical expression from romance novels - his eyes glistened, his brows furrowed slightly, and he unconsciously pursed his lips, "Are you blaming me?" "No," I replied, confused. Quentin’s expression was truly lethal. Even I, who had biases against him, felt I was going too far. Quentin asked, a hint of a smile on his lips. "Won't you be happy if I treat you?" I compromised, "Fine, go ahead." After saying that, I turned my head to look at the tree shadows reflected on the balcony floor. Quentin smiled slightly. As he opened the iodine bottle, I asked him in a sinister tone, "Quentin, are you this kind to everyone?"

And somewhat holds her down with a force that was too great for her to fight back. “Remember that line for the book of quotes from the chapter of death?” The little girl’s proud words hit Alliah fast with the pain and glimpse that she doesn’t recognize, but it is all hers. The past that she doesn’t know, yet it is shaking her with the importance that she should remember. “I guess you have seen the glimpse about it just right now. Am I right, or I am too good to have it all wrong?” The little one giggles, mocking her still with her eyes that somewhat slicing Alliah’s soul into two. Separating one thing from another and not half of the other.

Trigger Warning: Mentions of Suicide. Please read at your own risk Alice predicted that the other girls' predictions would be rather wild. She wasn't wrong. After she and Libby had finished explaining what had just happened on the Gym's Balcony, everybody looked shell-shocked. When Libby was explaining what happened to her, she also explained why she was acting strangely. She took out her phone and showed the girls the hate messages that she had been receiving. It was so horrifying, Alice had to stifle her gasps.

“The picture of you and your father wearing my lipstick with bubbles in both your hairs and undistributed makeup on your faces. Issabella really is a champion; she had two alphas around her pinky.” “Thank god I took the damn book. You won’t see it again, I’m burning it.” “Burn it and you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.” Marcia stood up, patting Quinn’s shoulder. “I’ll see you later sweetheart…his eyes are practically begging me to leave.” Quinn nodded at her with a slight smile. “I’ll see you later, ma’am…I mean Marcia.” “Take care of our new girl, Zayd.” She walked past her son, exiting the room and closed the door behind her with a wave. As soon as her footsteps grew distant, Zayd