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HALE, with a tasty love of intellectual pursuit
After so many solitary years, spent tucked away in convents and forgotten in boarding schools, Isabelle never took for granted the fact that now she had friends, people whom she cared about and who cared about her.
My Becca's home.
The vampire who made her toes curl with his accented, old-fashioned phrasings. Be my dear
Isabel!'
The second time James called her name, realization came crashing down around her. She became acutely aware of their location, their situation, their *actions*, and she was overcome with an intense desire to escape back out the window to the roof. And to live there. For some time.
Never letting you go, Izzy. Never,
I'm Beatrice. You were my first kiss, I fell asleep in your arms in your precious orchard. -Julia
Juliette.
I can't control a nightmare, but in my waking moments her name is the only reminder I will permit myself.
Megan Luisa Garcia
I WAS HERE
What would you have me do? A knight doesn't look for a princess among the garbage."
"My Sam had no use for me when he first met me."
That Maddie couldn't believe. "You are Sam's princess in the tower."
"I was Sam's pain in the - " Bella smiled and tapped her behind, leaving the word unsaid.
I am here, Bella. Let me cherish you as you deserve.
- Sebastian Stanhope
Nick didn't take from me, he infused me, showed me the woman I could be - the one I wanted to be. Sexy. Fierce. Shameless. One who took what she wanted without apology. Without fear.
My little Jasnah, insufferable and wonderful.
too," Miranda said. "I knew a girl, Becca.
comely Savannah Frost approaching my front door. She
My Heart. My World. My Coast. My Becca.
You're either saying 'Isabelle' or 'fishy smell.' Could be either, to be fair.
Alison Rosen IWHI! From the easter egg chapter.
When I met you Izzy, you crawled under my skin, you hit me so hard and I can't stop thinking about you. I can't leave you alone. ~ Declan
My wicked little belladonna, beautiful, deadly, so tempting to keep tasting but so goddamn toxic every touch is just too much.
I'll always be waiting in the wings Bella
Artemis simple-toon
Ella. Look at me." Her head tossed. Her fingernails dug into his forearms. But he didn't care. Sliding the fingers of his other hand into her hair, he forced her to face him. "Only you," he whispered when their eyes met. "You're it for me."
~ Tate
The fairest queen that Luna had ever known. For once, she was satisfied. She had Evret. She had her crown.
Iain didn't know what to say to her. They had all asked an incredible amount from her. She was such an innocent, too. Hell, she wasn't even married, and yet they'd demanded she deliver a baby. He wasn't even certain if she knew how Isabelle had conceived the babe.
Where's Izzy?" cried Alice.
"I'm right here!" Izzy was heard, but there was no sight of her floating friend.
"Izzy's invisible!" yelled Melanie.
"Invisible and flying!" Colleen added nervously.
I'm worried about Isabelle."
"I'm pretty sure Isabelle can take care of herself."
"You don't know her, Simon. I mean, not anymore.
Ah, yes. The lovely Claudia. We certainly would not want the Angel to become concerned about her hoyden of a cousin, would we?" Augusta
Up next is Noelle.
'Hey, girl!'
'Don't you dare start calling me that. This is very nice of you to do.
Luca saw her bloodstained hands as the clerk bound them with a rope, and Luca realized that she was a thing of horror, a beautiful thing of horror, the worst thing between heaven and hell: a fallen angel.
You're my first muse, Grace.
Juliette," I whisper. "My name is Juliette.
I'd like to think I'm Elizabeth, but deep down I think I'm the one whose name no one can remember. Not Lydia the slut or Mary the nerd or Jane the beauty or Elizabeth the opinionated. I'm the second-youngest. The forgotten one. - Francesca Spinelli
I don't know any other way. Anastasia. This is who I am.
extraordinary life of eldress Gabrielia."3
her, didn't you?" Adam's
Emma Katherine Harrison, angel of mercy and forgiveness, love of my life and mother of my son, will you make me the happiest man in the world and say you'll marry me?
Take the back door," she said. "Claire, you and your strang friend-"
"Eve," they both said simultaneously, and Eve held out her fst for a bump. "Or, you could call me Eve the Great, Mistress of All She Surveys. Eve for short.
Gilly Gilleshpee
Jenny? Just as I was considering
Wait - " Sam said. "Have you seen Isabel yet?"
My fingers still felt the shape of her. "Da. We embraced.
Angels sang, Sam. Those fat ones. Cherubs. Cherubim. I
must go."
"Don't bite people.
She was my greatest pain, and my only salvation. She was the only one who could heal this hole in my heart, a hole she'd torn open. Kellan Kyle
Eliza, my pancreas.
Little Princess Little Lord
Eva. Every day I've climbed up the belfry chanting a lucky chant at one syllable per beat, To-day-to-day-let-her-be-here-to-day-to-day.
Isabella and Ben starting spending a lot of time together, but he never really wanted to do anything.
Jane Austen Emma
What is this terror? what is this ecstasy? he thought to himself. What is it that fills me with this extraordinary excitement?
It is Clarissa, he said.
For there she was.
My heart beats her name
The air was full of spices... A Little Princess
Cheyenne. Created from the finest Belgian lace over ivory sateen, it fit Anna like
Belladonna, n.: In Italian a beautiful lady; in English a deadly poison. A striking example of the essential identity of the two tongues.
Oh, curse you, Miniature Emilie, you petite seductress
Sisters of the Nigrizia
Isabella: "Why are you being so mean to me?"
Harry: "Because i love you"
Isabella: "Does that ever work?"
Harry: "On my mother it does."
Isabella: "I'm not your mother."
Harry: "I know that already, because I'm enjoying your company.
I'd like to add her initial to my monogram...
So you're the demon spawn," Finley spit out.
"Finn!" Aislinn snapped. Huh. So at least one of the Brannicks hated me. Weirdly, that made me
feel better. That was normal. And if there was one thing I knew how to deal with, it was Mean Girls.
"I actually go by Sophie.
Ransom?" She struggled to sit up. "What are you do - ?"
He laid his tongue to her core.
"Oh." She flopped back against the bed. "Oh."
God, she was sweet. Sweet and pink and musky and Izzy.
In her inestimable audacity, Julia was the catalyst in my life for something beautiful. I hadn't anticipated her - hadn't even wanted her, truthfully - but there she was. A little something extra that made all the difference in the world.
My last night in my room. My last night as Isabella Swan. Tomorrow night, I would be Bella Cullen.
Hayden?"
"Yes,Gia?"
"Nothing I just wanted to say your name
On acting to daughter Isabella Rossellini: Keep it simple. Make a blank face and the music and the story will fill it in.
Cole Thomas.'
The name, like an incantation, was on her lips.
Isabelle went to the airman. As she neared him, she
I held onto her and the world slipped away. She calmed my mind and my soul lifted when close to her. Mina Harris was the better part of me, and I would keep her happy for the rest of my life.
My poor Isabel. Here, take this and write. Unburden your heart; if you don't you are going to die of anguish.
Jocelyn. You'll keep your eyes on me, Princess. I want you to remember this. From now on whenever you look into my eyes I want you to remember how well we fit together.
Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except, I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all.
Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore - Nameless
I've been passionate about two things in my life. One was Christina Alibrandi. The other is Josephine Alibrandi.
Cassia.
Even far away, I know it's her by the way her dark hair tangles with the wind and how she stands on the red rocks of the Carving. She's more beautiful than snow.
Is this real?
She points to the sky.
Letitia! What a name. Halfway between a salad and a sneeze.
Have you ever read Hans Christian Andersen's story of The Little Mermaid, Miranda? Have you ever wanted
something so badly that you were willing to suffer the sensation of a thousand blades cutting into your feet?
Finally," Lilith said, smiling warmly at her. "A reasonable angel."
"I'm no angel," Eleanore quietly insisted.
"Yes, you are," said every man in the room.
Pick me Amelia. Please, pick me. Be the one who finally picks me.
Jasper to her. I was obliged
away from Eden. She's mine.
The sweet creature! She would look it up in her big Dante when she got home. What a woman!
His first glimpse of Izzy Goodnight was to see her bathed in gold. The sunlight showed him, in blazing relief, a slender, gracefully curved silhouette and a corona of wild, loose hair that seemed to be afire.
Holy God.
Victoria Principal - she
What's your name?"
"Emma Gould," she said. "What's yours?"
"Wanted."
"By all the girls or just the law?
Holy crow!" ~Bella Swan
You possess every part of me, Olivia Taylor. For all of the wrongs I have done and all that I am yet to do, I'm asking for your mercy.
Lucie had been many things to me: a child, a source of comfort, a balm, an escape from myself; she was literaly everything for me but a woman.
jessamine. Flowering
The progress of the friendship between Catherine and Isabella was quick as its beginning had been warm ... and if a rainy morning deprived them of other enjoyments, they were still resolute in meeting in defiance of wet and dirt, and shut themselves up, to read novels together.
Letty had barely touched her food. Javier stared down at her through a pair of aviator sunglasses. "You forgot something," she said. "What's that?" "My name. Who will they be expecting?" "Selena Kitt. S-E-L-E-N-A K-I-T-T. But you won't be carrying any identification.
Neither does she have a name
none that I could find even in my most persistent researches: Julian's gentle lady, I mean; she whom I sought and chased and wooed (as it were) down a warren of historical tunnels.
Finding her first smile since she read the telegram, Isabelle let out a soft sigh. "I sometimes wonder if you're even real, Mr. Gallagher."
He smiled in reply. "Oh, I'm real Isabelle. I promise you that."
-Gabriel and Isabelle in GALLAGHER'S HOPE
Oh, man. You're him. The cute and brooding vampire boyfriend."
"She said I was cute and brooding?" I asked. "Never mind. Why can't I reach her? Where is she?
Stay with me always, my sweet, my love . . . my Claire.
Great to know that I'm in love with a girl with a cool name."
"It's Taylor's middle name,
Did you really have to put ideas in Izzy's head? she now has some ... What did she call it? Oh yeah "Trifecta of Vaginal Bliss". What the hell does that shit mean?
She's a lovely young woman from upstate New York, but you should be very thankful for those romance-novel-reading, tween-movie-watching women. They've had a big hand in making our town a success." "And Julian's love life, once he learned to spray himself with glitter.
Abby. She's a pigeon. A demonic pigeon that fucks with my head so bad I can't think straight. Nothing makes sense anymore, Cam. Every rule I've ever made's getting broken one by one. I'm a pussy. No ... worse. I'm Shep.
She wondered what it would be like to be more like Isabelle, so aware of your own feminine power you could wield it as a weapon instead of gazing at it mystified, like someone presented with a housewarming gift they had no idea where to display.
Clary knew she'd never be able to pull off that sort of elegance in a million years, and she didn't care. Isabelle was Isabelle, and Clary was grateful she existed, making the world a little fiercer with every one of her smiles.
My name's Margareta, by the way." "Oh," I said, then thought that I ought to say something more. She looked as if she were expecting a reply, but what could I say? What could I possibly have to say about her name? Her name was Margareta. Okay. Good. Nice name.
What's this?" he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there.
"It's a girl," Jace said,recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one.
Katy. Her name was Katy. Reminded me of Kitty. Kitty cat. Kitten. Look at me, putting all these words together.