Head On My Shoulder Quotes

#1. She shook her head and hugged me, laying her head on my shoulder. I squeezed her to me, and buried my face in her neck. When we were like that, quiet, happy, ignoring the fact that we weren't supposed to be anything more than friends, it was the only place I wanted to be.

Jamie McGuire

#2. Maggie's shoulder shook with silent laughter, and she laid her head on my shoulder as she watched them. And I watched her.

Abbi Glines

#3. Ignoring me, he read the title of the book I kept firmly between our gazes. "Lover awakened. " He nestled his head on my shoulder. "Weren't you reading this book last month? "
"No."
He raised a brow.
"Yes. I can't stop. I've read it twenty-seven times in a row.

Darynda Jones

#4. Jonathan's eyes closed, and he went quickly into a sleep, with his head on my shoulder.

Bram Stoker

#5. She places her hands around my neck and rests her head on my shoulder. I can smell the sex on her, and my hope is that she can smell the love on me.

Markus Zusak

#6. She slapped my shoulder playfully. "I've created a monster," she said, then she nestled into the chair and rested her head on my shoulder, "an adorable, sexy monster.

Giselle Fox

#7. I thought of us lying down on some grassy patch of SeaWorld together, me on my back and she on her side with her arm draped against me, her head on my shoulder, facing me. Not doing anything - just lying there together beneath the sky, the night here so well lit that it drowns out the stars.

John Green

#8. Don't hide from me, baby. We've been through too much for that."
Echo leaned into me, placing her head on my shoulder and letting me wrap an arm around her. "I've missed you, too, Noah. I'm tired of ignoring you."
"Then don't." Ignoring her hurt like hell. Acknowledging her had to be better.

Katie McGarry

#9. We move to the dance floor. We face each other. She puts one hand on my shoulder and the other hand in mine. We start to dance. At some point Ema moves closer. She rests her head on my shoulder.
I barely move. I barely breath.
I just want this moment to last.

Harlan Coben

#10. Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, your head like the golden rod, and we will go sailing away from here to the beautiful Land Of Nod.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

#11. I reread An Imperial Affliction until Mom woke up and rolled over toward me around six. She nuzzled her head against my shoulder, which felt uncomfortable and vaguely Augustinian.

John Green

#12. Do what the Buddhists do. Every day, have a little bird on your shoulder that asks, 'Is today the day? Am I read? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person i want to be?'" He turned his head to his shoulder as if the bird were there now. "Is today the day I die?" he said.

Mitch Albom

#13. He bent his head towards his shoulder and tried to look pitiful and humble, but for all that he was radiant with freshness and health.

Leo Tolstoy

#14. I enrage you?" I nodded, then thought about it, and my head bobbed down as my shoulder jerked up. "You did earlier, but I don't know why. I think it's just you. I call you Asshole in my head." "You what?

Tijan

#15. My skull, my eyes, my nose three times, my jaw, my shoulder, my chest, two fingers, a knee, everything from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. Listing what body parts he has broken

Jackie Chan

#16. I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes, which keeps the business part of my brain temporarily disabled.

Cynthia Hand

#17. I tilted my head back against his shoulder, wondering how he'd gone from douchebag extraordinaire to this.. this guy who still infuriated me but also constantly surprised and amazed me.
To this guy Id fallen madly in love with.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#18. He has to wair for another load of laundry to get done. So I wait with him. I lean back against the couch, sitting really low the way I like. I scrunch over and put my head on his shoulder. We sit like that for a long time. Watching other people's laundry dry. <3

Susane Colasanti

#19. My head lands on his shoulder and I sniff him. He smells like comfort and calm and home. Goddamn, he smells like home. Not the home I left. No way in hell. But the home I wish he could somehow become.

Christina Lee

#20. Kat watched Gabrielle curl into a tiny ball like a kitten while Hale splayed across the limo's backseat, long legs and arms, and a head that, on occasion, would drift onto Kat's shoulder in a way she coudn't bring herself to mind.

Ally Carter

#21. Louisa rested her head against his shoulder. She inhaled a happy breath and allowed herself to relax and let the connection between them seep into her body.

Debra Holland

#22. He laid his head on Reid's shoulder and shut his eyes, buoyed toward sleep by the affectionate comb of fingers through his hair. He could stay just so, and be content for all his days.

Tamara Allen

#23. She rested her head on his shoulder. "You're better than waffles, Matthias Helvar." A

Leigh Bardugo

#24. Oh, come on, Jess!" May begged. "Just let me sit in it."
"No! It's mine!" Jess rested her head against Lock's shoulder. "All mine. My throne of power. By this chair I rule.

Shelly Laurenston

#25. He did not turn. Embracing his sister, he stepped off the bank, onto the ice. He walked out into the centre, where the ice was thin. His sister's head lay on his shoulder. They stood there for a moment, as the ice groaned and cracked. Then it gave way.

Geraldine Brooks

#26. Elizabeth lifted her head and glared at him. "I don't want you to take me home. You're fired."
"So you told me. I'm taking you home anyway. You can fire me again when we get there."
"Okay." Her head dropped to his shoulder, and she was blissfully quiet on the ride home.

Jaci Burton

#27. Heed not Mephistopheles, my children, lest you suffer eternal damnation. When he whispers in your ear, turn away your head and hearken instead to the angel on your shoulder.

Harry Segall

#28. After a while, he sat. She leaned her head on his shoulder. She felt very close to him. "I promise not to turn you into my thought slave," she said, and felt him smile a little. But she had thought about it.

Max Barry

#29. I shook my head. She kissed my cheek, then on her way out patted Zachary's shoulder in a way that said, If you upset Aura in her weakened state, I will end you.

Jeri Smith-Ready

#30. Young Noah: [humming] Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum.
Young Allie: [laughing] You're a terrible singer.
Young Noah: I know.
Young Allie: [laying her head on his shoulder] But I like this song.
[they continue dancing in the street to I'll Be Seeing You]

Nicholas Sparks

#31. The men's attention had shifted to a young man crouched on a stool in the corner. He had barely looked up through my appearance and interrogation, but kept his head bent, hand clutching the opposite shoulder, rocking slightly back and forth in pain.

Diana Gabaldon

#32. Did I tell you how incredible you look tonight?
I shook my head and hugged him, laying my head on his shoulder. He tightened his grip, and buried his face in my neck, making me forget about decisions or bracelets or my separate personalities; I was exactly where I wanted to be.

Jamie McGuire

#33. Your packmate?
Ren lowered his head. My second
I'm sorry. My father rested his muzzle on Ren's shoulder.
Ren whimpered softly, leaning into my father.

Andrea Cremer

#34. Don't do that Echo."
"Don't do what?"
He clutched my hand and gently rubbed his fingers over it. "Be scared of me."
Noah sat up a little and i sank low enough to rest my head on his shoulder. "I'm not scared of you." What you do to my body, maybe, but not you.

Katie McGarry

#35. Pritkin put a heavy hand on my shoulder, which was just as well. It probably wouldn't have looked good to choke the head of the Silver Circle to death right before the coronation. Then again, my reputation was shot to hell anyway ...

Karen Chance

#36. Gabriel? She placed a kiss to his shoulder and laid her head against it.
We should move, she whispered.
Um hmm. Getting there.
She laughed. The water's getting cold.
Water?
Water from the shower, she said with a giggle.
We're taking a shower?

GiGi Duvall

#37. She rested her head on Esther's shoulder and let the fuzzy warmth of her hug flow through her. It was the kind of warmth that clicked your bones back into place, smoothed out your muscles and made your blood sing a soft lullaby all the way around your body.

Joy Cowley

#38. On the hop from Manchester to New York, she and Bill settled into adjoining seats at the front of the jet. They fell asleep, her head on his shoulder and his head propped against hers.

Jonathan Allen

#39. O-90 sat over the notebook, her head leaning toward her left shoulder, and making such an effort that her tongue was pushing her left cheek out. She looked like such a child, so charming. And so I felt good all over, clear, simple ...

Yevgeny Zamyatin

#40. Resting my head on his shoulder, my gaze turns back to the horizon. "How did you get so smart? Did you, like, eat smart people's brains?"

"Well, if I did, you'd certainly be safe from me.

L.A. Fiore

#41. Blowzy head to her shoulder and kissing the wet cheek so tenderly that Jo cried even harder.

Louisa May Alcott

#42. You drooled all over me."
She glanced at his shoulder, and a smug smile played across her lips. "Don't let it go to your head. I assure you it wasn't because you're irresistible." She gave his thigh a quick pat.

Cate Beauman

#43. Callan took a deep breath. "I never expected you." He shook his head with an edge of amusement. "You are a dangerous woman, Merinus Tyler."
"Naw, just a determined woman." She grinned against his shoulder. "I know a good thing when I see it jacking off.

Lora Leigh

#44. Raven allowed her head to fall back against his shoulder with a slight sigh. "Did you kidnap me or rescue me?"
Strong white teeth gleamed at her, a predator's smile, a man's amusement. "Perhaps a little of both.

Christine Feehan

#45. Daemon stomped past them, bumping into his brother's shoulder. "You make my head hurt", he said, scowling. "And you make me all warm and fuzzy inside".

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#46. Then he blushed and seemed to fade where he stood ... When the musical star moved on, Lotto turned to her and silently docked his head on her shoulder for two moments, recharged he turned to face the others.

Lauren Groff

#47. I'm here all the way. Right next to you." I pressed her head into my shoulder. "I'm your rear guard, love. Your shield. Nothing will hurt you." I stroked her head and kissed it. "Let me fight with you baby.

Lucian Bane

#48. Durbin looked from one of them to another, and shook his head. "So what is all this, exactly? Who are you people, the Ghostbusters?"
"Hell, no." Lena clasped Georgia's shoulder while the other woman helped her into a sitting position. "Bill Murray's got nothing on me.

Laura Oliva

#49. He lifted me up and held me close against him, my head on his shoulder. At that moment I loved him. In the morning light he was as golden, as soft, as gentle as myself, and he would protect me.

Francoise Sagan

#50. From the way Denny's shaking his head, he's either got an injured shoulder or a gnat in his eye.

Jerry Coleman

#51. Kenzie's head jerked up, her eyes brightening. "Irland?"
"Yay!" Razor crowed, bouncing up and down on Kierran shoulder. "Sheep!

Julie Kagawa

#52. For a moment, half blinded by dirt, I couldn't see Jamie at all. Then I spotted him. He was under the bear, one arm locked around its neck, his head tucked into the joint of the shoulder just under the drooling jaws.

Diana Gabaldon

#53. In a moment of weakness, he craned his head and kissed her on the shoulder, where the drop of blood had fallen before.

Marissa Meyer

#54. Brambleclaw dipped his head. "The battle is won," he growled. "The clearing is ours. Do you concede or shall we fight for it again?"
Blackstar flashed a look of burning hatred over his shoulder. "Take it," he hissed. "It was never worth the blood that has been spilled here today.

Erin Hunter

#55. A warm arm enfolds me like a shield around my shoulder and turns me toward the side of the stage.
"Stay with me," says a familiar masculine whisper from above my head. Even over the yelling of the mob and the roaring of the waves, something unfurls in my chest at the sound of that voice.

Susan Ee

#56. Braith lifted his head from her shoulder, kissed him. Centuries and her kiss still made him as weak as one of her fists to the face.

G.A. Aiken

#57. I snuggled deep into the covers,adjusted my pillow until it was just right, then lay down until my head rested on Reyes's shoulder.

Darynda Jones

#58. It was an effort not to peek over her shoulder. Don't you even dare, a voice hissed in her head.

Sarah J. Maas

#59. Sloane only hesitated for a second before wheeling it over to park next to Henry, propping Jeff's head on the pale woman's shoulder. "There - you're finally sleeping together," she said, a gallows grin on her face.

Seanan McGuire

#60. I turned to face Oliver. "You are worse than that little voice inside my head."
He raised a shoulder. "I'd like to say I try, but I was just born this fabulous.

Laura Thalassa

#61. His body rigid with terror as he waited for the savages to something horrible to him - bash his head with clubs, or stab him with spears, or ...
... or tap him on the shoulder.

Dave Barry

#62. And your people tried to kill my best friend, so you'll forgive me if I'm not overly keen on learning the secret handshake."
She shook her head sadly. "You should be going on dates and hanging out at the mall. Not wearing stakes on your belt."
I shrugged one shoulder. "The mall sucks.

Alyxandra Harvey

#63. atop his head a goofy skin cap simulating baldness and fringed with shoulder-length scraggle.

Jonathan Kellerman

#64. Turning, she held her arms out to him in a maternal gesture. McKenna went to her at once, his black head lowering to her soft, round shoulder as he wept.

Lisa Kleypas

#65. His gaze met hers. It was crazy. Dressed down in worn blue jeans and a black shirt, he was the most beautiful man she'd ever seen.
And the moment was sort of perfect.
Even with the deer head staring over his shoulder like a total creeper.

J. Lynn

#66. The traditional dress of the Australian cricketer is the baggy green cap on the head and the chip on the shoulder. Both are ritualistically assumed

Simon Barnes

#67. Daniel stretched his arm around her and guided her head toward his shoulder. Little - known fact about angels: We make excellent pillows.

Lauren Kate

#68. There's probably a little more creative freedom in cable versus network, a little less of a committee looking over everyone's shoulder, but it depends on the network; it depends on the show; it depends on who the head writer or show runner is and what track record they have.

Timothy Hutton

#69. His grip on my shoulder tightens. His other hand behind my head caresses me softly and I sigh.
"Touch me, Skye."
His voice is rough, almost sounding like a groan.

Stephanie Witter

#70. Watching the kids and parents go round and round on the carousel, smiling, laughing, I felt a tap on my shoulder I turned my head it was him. You want me to take someone out for you? I think.

Charon Lloyd-Roberts

#71. Sweetie," Dino said, coming over to put his arm around her shoulder. He tipped her head up and looked into her eyes with great empathy. "You can't fuck a statue. At least not at that angle. You'd at least have to tip it onto its back first, and as a conservator, I can't recommend it.

Rosanna Leo

#72. Alas! In vain historians pry and probe: The same wind blows, and in the same live robe Truth bends her head to fingers curved cupwise; And with a woman's smile and a child's care Examines something she is holding there Concealed by her own shoulder from our eyes.

Vladimir Nabokov

#73. Crying had made her want a shoulder on which to rest her head, arms to hold her. She'd wasted too many tears alone in her room, her garden, walking along the shore, praying for God to send her someone to share her sorrows along with her joys.

Laurie Alice Eakes

#74. Dan moans behind me, reminding her of the problem. She straightens in fear at the sound of his voice, peers over my shoulder at the chunk of bloody beef that is Dan Sikorsky. She looks slowly from him to me. "What did you do?" I duck my head, embarrassed. "I sort of lost my temper.

Jasinda Wilder

#75. I grabbed Sabine's shoulder. If you stick me again, I'm going to make your head my personal pin cushion.

Andrea Cremer

#76. 'You spin in the sky, the world spins under you, and you step from land to land, while we ... ' She turned her head right, left, and her black hair curled and uncurled on the shoulder of her coat. 'We have our dull, circled lives, bound in gravity, worshiping you!'

Samuel R. Delany

#77. If you come back to me," he said, making a rare concession, "will you run or crawl?"
Nora had pressed her whole body into him at that moment. Resting her head on his strong shoulder, she watched as a tear forged a river down his long and muscled back.
"I'll fly.

Tiffany Reisz

#78. Out of sorrow entire worlds have been built
out of longing great wonders have been willed
they're only little tears darling let them spill
and lay your head upon my shoulder.

Nick Cave

#79. I had my arm around her shoulder. She had her head against my neck. "Postcoital languor," she said, "is almost as good as inducing it.

Robert B. Parker

#80. He looked like a man who'd invite you to rest your head on his shoulder while he made everything bad go away.

Jennifer Ashley

#81. Vic twisted her head to peer back over her shoulder, wanting another look, and saw three other children emerging out of the alley behind her. One appeared to be holding a scythe; two of them were barefoot. Barefoot in the snow.

Joe Hill

#82. There you go again," murmured Rhy, leaning his head on Kell's shoulder. "You never let me fall.

Victoria Schwab

#83. His little gestures of affection, his hand in the small of her aching back, her head brushing his shoulder. When she was with child, she used to cling to him for comfort, and he was always tender with her,

Philippa Gregory

#84. If I hadn't already flown with him, I'd be scared. I'm above the water with nothing but his arms between me and an icy plunge. But his arms are wrapped tightly around me and his chest is warm. I lean my head against his muscular shoulder and close my eyes.
He rubs his cheek against my hair

Susan Ee

#85. She's tired and leans her head on his shoulder, which is the resting place for all their heads, but when Justine and Siobhan and Francesca use his body so shamelessly he doesn't feel the need to turn his head and press his mouth against their hair.

Melina Marchetta

#86. Dorian panted, dropping his head to her shoulder, he
whispered, his voice gruff, "Will you be mine for all eternity?

Amanda J. Greene