Becca Fitzpatrick
Becca Fitzpatrick
Becca Fitzpatrickis an American author, best known for having written the New York Times bestseller, Hush, Hush...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth3 February 1979
CountryUnited States of America
sometimes crescendo hard
I wondered why life had to suck so hard sometimes.
light imagination way
Light had a way of keeping the monsters of my imagination at bay.
angel faces curls
He brushed my curls back off my face. “I never pictured my life so complete. I never thought I’d have everything I want. You’re everything to me, Angel.
heart thinking lasts
Why did everyone think I needed a new boyfriend? I didn't need a new boyfriend. I'd had enough of boyfriends to last a lifetime. The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart.
summer looks chins
Jev stroked his chin. "Do I look like a summer fling?
skirts legs killers
Killer skirt, deadly legs.
body location willpower
We touched base at several strategic locations down our bodies, and it took all my willpower to break away.
potty scotty
Maybe Scotty the Potty turned into Scotty the Hottie. Have you thought about that?
dollars piggy thousand
You don't happen to have a thousand dollars I can borrow?" "I don't have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officialy anorexic.
feelings going-away hush-hush
The more time I spent with him, the more I knew the feelings weren't going away.
hush-hush mets given
All this time I've hated myself for it. I thought I'd given it up for nothing. But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.
religious real mean
Do you think the Bible is accurate? I mean, do you think it's real?" " I think Pastor Calvin is hot. In a fortysomething way. That pretty much sums up my religious conviction
eye light piercings
I'm not good," he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, "but I was worse.
blow faces gloating
Are you gloating inside? That's what this is about, isn't it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!" [...] "I get that you're angry—," said Patch. "I am ripped apart!" I shouted.