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
jobs mean needs
I take my job seriously, which means I'm going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.
summer jobs nebraska
My first job entailed spending a summer working in a cornfield in Nebraska.
jobs eye new-job
I got a new job.” Patch locked eyes with me, and I warmed in a lot of places. In fact, I was dangerously close to feverish.
jobs mean angel
You’re a guardian angel now.”.... I’m your guardian angel,” he said. “I get my very own guardian angel? What, exactly, is your job description?” “Guard your body.” His smile tipped higher. “I take my job seriously, which means I’m going to need to get acquainted with the subject matter on a personal level.
jobs eye black
Strangely enough, it wasn’t Gabe who was haunting my thoughts, though. That job belonged to a pair of sinfully black eyes that had lost their edge when they studied me, turning as soft and sultry as silk.
life care way
If I had known things would turn out this way, I would have trained harder. I would have learned to take care of myself. But I guess that's the point, isn't it? You never know what you're going to have to face, so you'd better be prepared.
violence equal
Violence doesn't equal strength.
sexy mind trouble
His smile was sexy and warned of trouble, but I'd made up my mind that not all trouble was bad.
running figures keep-running
If you keep running from me, you're never going to figure out what's really going on.
choices patches ifs
But if the choice I have to make comes down to you or me, I choose you. I always have. All my love, Patch
army inheritance unfair
Hank had left me his doomed army, and he’d left Marcie his inheritance. Unfair didn’t begin to cover it.
dad hands black
This ring belongs to the black hand. He killed your dad.
forever together way
This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I knew of no better omen.
names giving peppers
Stop crying. You're giving archangels everywhere a bad name." Patch to Pepper