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Marie Laurencin.
She's a sun-kissed beach girl who goes gothgrungepunkhippierockeremocoremetalfreakfashionistabraingeekboycrazyhiphoprastagirl to keep it under wraps.
Shadowchild! - Don't let her get in your head!
The smiling daughter of the storm.
What the hell is wrong with your pixie? - Gavin
My girl.
My Lexie.
My best friend.
The word trill really REALLY bugs me! Like who made that up???
Storm. I shall call her Storm.
Aww." Sarah patted Mr Trinozka on one of his shoulders. "How cute are you?" She turned to Charlotte. "I love country monsters." Sarah, Witch of the 13th Generation
Who do I look like, Nancy freaking Drew?
Salvation Amy from Flat Hill, Kansas. Just a trailer-park girl with a bunch of stupid dreams that would never come true.
Deception wasn't Tricia's strongpoint. Not when she'd been seven and blamed Angelica for a vase she'd broken, nor when coming up with excuses to avoid dating high school jocks who couldn't spell, let alone comprehend, Sherlock Holmes.
That girl you can't stop thinking about; the one that makes you feel shit you don't think you're allowed to feel; Dillon, she can't hear a word you say. Cadence - she's deaf.
Up next is Noelle.
'Hey, girl!'
'Don't you dare start calling me that. This is very nice of you to do.
Cute. Who is she?" "The devil." "Really. I thought the devil would be taller.
There's this girl in the mirror, i wonder who she is. Sometimes i think i know her and sometimes i wish i did.
Elizabeth Spencer.
It's always been you, Paige. I've waited my whole life for you. You're the air I breathe, my heart and soul. Without you, I'm in hell.
Mandy (lentil eating, lesbian, long socks) in PR
Tricey eventually forgave me for falling in love with Taij, but Lyric never did. Besides,
Daughter stealer.
... and who are you, anyway?"
"I'm Tina."
"Thank goodness!" I said so loudly she stepped back. "No silly-ass overdone names for you, m'girl."
"It's short for Christina Caresse Chavelle."
"Well, you did the best you could.
This is Penryn Young, Daughter of Man, Killer of Angels.
Anna, my strong, terrifying Anna.
Do you know who I am?" (Cassidy)
"Cassidy Summers, approximately thirty-years-old and a waitress who isn't sure who the father of her child really is." (Ashling)
The girl on fire.
There's one thing that comes into mind when I see Trish Stratus ... MANAGEMENT
She was a Tri Delt, majoring in finding a diamond ring.
I'm giving you everything I have, Triss. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine. No matter what storms lay ahead of us, I know that as one we can make it. I'm not perfect by anyone's standards but you make me want to strive to be the best person I can be. - Logan
Mousy. It was the only word Travis could think to describe Mary Warner when she stepped off the plane. His heart sank and took a moment to rally itself. Long legs, that was all he'd asked for, and what did he get? Minnie Mouse.
Tritons Trident!
Megan Luisa Garcia
I WAS HERE
The Lilly girl is always full of surprises. She lives everyday like it's a celebration, never has a dull moment, and makes every hour a happy hour.
She's the one I told you about. Everyone is looking for her. Lucifer wants her.
A girl who would never play in a tournament. She'd been butchered by agents of the Red Rose when they'd been unable to steal her away.
Olivia Taylor, if I have you, then I'll be smiling for the rest of my life.
When I look in the mirror, I won't see the things they will most likely say about me. I'll see me, Willow Tate, the woman who isn't perfect, but she is perfect in her imperfections.
I find my anger ebbing away, and I'm lost in muffled grief again, this time not just for Tris, but for Uriah, whose smile is burned into my memory. My friend's brother, and then my friend, too, though not for long enough to let his humor work its way into me, not for long enough.
My little Jasnah, insufferable and wonderful.
Who gives a trifle meanly is meaner than the trifle.
You love her. The half-breed daughter of the Summer lord.
Her wavy blond hair
Who's that little brunette?" Suzanne asked. "I hate little petite types. Gregory doesn't look right with someone petite. Little face, little hands, little dainty feet."
"Big boobs," Beth said, glancing up.
Shayla McKinnon, this mark proves what I already suspected. You are my mate. You are destined to walk beside me, rule with me, share my blood and, through that, my immortality.
The motorcycle black madonna Two wheeled gypsy queen.
What the heck is this, a trivet?"
"I AM WAFFLE FACE!
Jasper to her. I was obliged
[On whether she would want daughter Tricia to marry a politician:] I would feel sorry for her if she did.
Cassandra Gregory?" I say, not able to keep the question out of my voice. "I'm Grace, your
"
The door slams in my face before I can finish.
"
daughter."
Well this is not a good start to our reunion.
Tris," Tobias says, crouching next to me. His face is pale, almost yellow.
There is too much I want to say. The first thing that comes out is, "Beatrice."
He laughs weakly.
"Beatrice," he amends, and touches his lips to mine. I curl my fingers into his shirt.
Madeline Hatter. Her lavender-streaked teal hair exploded around her in messy curls. The polka-dotted, striped, and lacy layers of her skirt were bunched and fluffed. Her teacup hat tilted low over one ear. "Whoops,
Trifles discover a character, more than actions of importance.
In all my experience along the dirtiest ways of this dirty little world, I have never met with such a thing as a trifle yet.
That girl can barely spell her name.
Hail, Piper McLean," Chiron announced gravely, as if he were speaking at her funeral. "Daughter of Aphrodite, lady of the doves, goddess of love.
Kellan Walsh... who the hell are you?
Who are you, Lucy Snowe?
Maddie swallowed hard and tried to channel ... which actress? Damn, she couldn't think of an
actress to save her life! She was on her own.
Jaime Cortae. Thirteen. Brown hair. Brown eyes. Lover of peanut butter. Sometime angel, sometime mischief maker. Always Jaime.
My little girl, oh, the daughter I never had. Now tell me, angel, are you fucking anybody new?
Sabrina fair
Listen where thou art sitting
Under the glassie, cool, translucent wave,
In twisted braids of Lillies knitting
The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair,
Listen for dear honour's sake,
Goddess of the silver lake,
Listen and save.
I think that's my new band name," Shane said. "Asshat and Nerd Girlfriend. It's got a ring to it.
What's your name."
"Um ... " I don't know why I hesitate, but Betrise just doesn't sound right anymore. I have a chance to be remade here. A new fraction, a new name.
"Tris," I say firmly.
"Welcome to dauntless," he says to me.
Evie, Evie, my girl, my heart.
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Hailey Dashford Reid, with her silky brown hair and big, smoky blue eyes, all prim and proper and so fucking sexy it makes my nuts ache. Also, totally off-limits.
Tris: "I was reading."
Sandry: "You're always reading. The only way people can ever talk to you is to interrupt."
Tris: "Then maybe they shouldn't talk to me.
Lilli . . . Lilli . . . Lilli."
Sweet Jesus, she was going to kill him. She'd just gotten to sleep. Now he was running a finger up and down her spine, saying her name in an extremely life-threatening singsong voice.
Her hair, brown.
Her speciality, damage.
Her honey-blonde hair is strewn across her face as she sways her head. She's working a red sequined bikini separated by a tan, flat stomach, and a butterfly tattoo resting on her left hip. Her legs are clad in black fishnets that run into a pair of white-heeled boots - still a knockout.
This girl. This little high school kid with her stupid boots and her Addams Family wardrobe and her skin as white and floury-looking as unbaked bread. Pillsbury goth girl, just out of the can.
She's the gal in the red blue jeans.
Even though I am told that my name is Ruby, I still didn't know who the blue eye brunette with red streaks through her hair was. She was a stranger to me.
A Harvey Nicks chick with throwaway morals and a trustfund appetite.
Great to know that I'm in love with a girl with a cool name."
"It's Taylor's middle name,
Bernice was fascinated by Trinket because she wore her sexuality as openly as a fragrant perfume. She was also amazed by the fact that Trinket found life so easy and satisfying.
no need to ask what girl he referred to.
Artemis the bitch goddess. You know her. She's the one who stole your soul. (Simi)
She didn't steal it. (Gallagher)
Of course she did. She steals everything. (Simi)
Cheyenne. Created from the finest Belgian lace over ivory sateen, it fit Anna like
She was the angel. My guardian angel disguised as the fucking grim reaper.
Katniss the mockingjay
Oh that was your girl? I thought I recognized her.
Trinity Royal, which was being nuzzled by a dozen small launches nosing into her flank like piglets suckling on a sow.
She was a journeyman trapper and caretaker of Denver Beck's heart. Even Hell knew her name.
Blackthorne's daughter would never settle for "okay" ever again.
From now on, it's awesome or nothing.
Tirza, his youngest daughter, the one who turned out best. Turned out wonderfully, both inside and out.
A trim and tan bikini clad Aphrodite
I love you, Trinity, I always have and I always will. Never, ever forget that.
Tris: "What if I don't want to cut up aloe leaves?"
Rosethorn: "Ask me if I care what you want.
First off, what the hell kind of name is that?
Wow, her parents were pretentious naming their daughter Temperance!
What the actual fuck?
Elena.
Hush, let me talk to the crazy lady.
Yeah, that's her. Roly-poly little bitch. Fucked her in the ass the other day and, get this, she shit all over me. I'm talkin', this wasn't no little mess. This was Niagara fuckin' Falls pourin' outta her ass.
Teracia was a tatted former client in her forties that had met the love of her life thanks to Gerri. She was Gerri's first attempt at matchmaking.
Janie.
Does not like.
To be called.
Buffy.
Father, what are you to do now?"
Triton's sneer grew scarier. "She broke the law." turning away from the terrified faces of his daughters. "She must die.
She has the care of a mother, the love of a sister, a prostitute in bed. Who is she?
Oh my God, of course she was Lily - and she was sickeningly beautiful. Suddenly, I was even more nauseous than usual. I was going to vomit all over myself and be dubbed hurl-girl for the rest of eternity. I was going to throw up all over Lillian Hunt. - Nicole Abbot
I'm Abby fucking Johnston's daughter
[On being asked in her later years if she were Tallulah:] I'm what's left of her, dahling.
a girl in her twenties who might have been pretty had she refrained from drawing her eyebrows on with a marker.
Somebody like me wouldn't have gone on to the Trisha show because I already had a public profile.