Mariana Zapata amerikai

Képek 1

Könyvei 9

Mariana Zapata: The Wall of Winnipeg and Me
Mariana Zapata: Kulti
Mariana Zapata: Wait for It
Mariana Zapata: Dear Aaron
Mariana Zapata: From Lukov with Love
Mariana Zapata: Under Locke
Mariana Zapata: Lingus
Mariana Zapata: Rhythm, Chord & Malykhin
Mariana Zapata: Kulti (lengyel)

Népszerű idézetek


Every single thing that has ever happened in my life has led me here, Sal. Destiny is a ladder, a series of steps that takes you where you're supposed to go. I am the man that I am, and I have done the things that I've done, to get me to you.

Naiva P

“Yes, I want you to.”
I smiled. “Sheesh. I just wanted to make sure. I want to go. I want to be where you are.” Before I thought twice about it, I told him what I would realize later was the most significant absolute truth in my life. “Home is where you are. I would go anywhere for you if you wanted me to be there.”


This was like the best dream and the worst nightmare all wrapped into one beautiful package.

Naiva P

What if everyone hates me and no one talks to me? What if someone throws something at me? Aiden snorted, setting the shirt he’d been holding aside and picking up the next one on the pile. What are they going to throw? Bookmarks?

Naiva P

I'm starting to understand that you can always make time for the things that matter.

Naiva P

That’s not this story.
That’s not this story in the best way.

Naiva P

I wasn't about to waste my life away, upset, because I was raised by people who couldn't commit to anything in their lives. All they did was show me the kind of person I didn't want to be.

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Aiden Graves
_Ada_ P

“You remind me more of Princess Peach.”
I looked down at my shorts and tank top, and caught the ends of my
multicolored brown hair courtesy of careful instruction to Ginny. “Because of
my beautiful pink gown and blonde hair?”
Dallas’s mouth went flat. “She’s surrounded by men, but she’s still
herself, and she’s got her shit together on Mario Kart.”
I couldn’t help but smile, taking in the sloping bone structure of his face
and the way his mouth was shaped at a slant and said, “I always did think I
should have been born a princess, Mr. Clean.”
The choke that came out of him made me laugh.
“Mr. Clean?” he eventually got out, all choppy and broken.
Peeking at him, I shrugged and tipped my chin toward his head.
“I have hair.”
I squinted at him and hummed, trying so hard not to laugh. “Uh-huh.”
“I shave it every two weeks,” he tried explaining.
“Okay,” I coughed out, my cheeks hurting from the effort not to laugh at
how bent out of shape he was getting.
“It all grows in evenly— are you laughing at me?

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Dallas Walker · Diana Casillas
Naiva P

It was right then, in that instant, that I realized I might be a little in love with Aiden. Not in a way that was anything like the easy crush I had on him in the past, but different. So, so different.