Leaned Quotes

#1. Hey!" Claire called after him, as she leaned her backpack against the wall.
"No onions!"
"Your loss!"
"I meant for YOU! Not if you want to get kissed tonight!"
"Damn, girl. Harsh.

Rachel Caine

#2. He had taken the precaution of closing the inside shutters of the only window, and his staff, though it leaned lightly on the door, was capable of keeping out anyone who did not want to smash his way in with an ax.

John Bellairs

#3. First, you must light a middling fire under the cauldron."

"What's a middling fire?"

"Medium."

I searched the pot. "Where's the ignition switch?"

Bridget leaned in and whispered, "You use magic to start the fire.

Lowvee Cole

#4. On a breath, he leaned forward. It was such a small space to close. Such an infinite distance to cross.

Meredith Duran

#5. And I'm just saying that by the end of these seven days or maybe a week from then, or a month, you'll say yes." He cupped my cheek and leaned inm pressing his forehead to mine. "And I'll be waiting. No matter how long it takes.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#6. Audrey turned to him, a sly little spark hiding in her eyes. "THe only man who gets to call me'love' would be waking up next to me after a very, very fun night.
Fun night. Oh yes.
"Guess what?" She leaned closer. "You will never be that man.

Ilona Andrews

#7. What do you want to know?"
Lila returned to the chair and leaned forward, her elbows on her knees. "Everything

V.E Schwab

#8. Sydney, look at me.' He rested his hands on the car roof and leaned in. 'No one is going to hurt you. Do you know why?' She shook her head, and Victor smiled. 'Because I'll hurt them first.

V.E Schwab

#9. He leaned down and whispered to me: No matter how thin you get, no matter how short you cut your hair, it's still going to be you underneath. And he let go of my arm and walked back down the hall.

Marya Hornbacher

#10. Alexander leaned down,whispered in her ear,"If he touches you,"he said,lapping at the sensitive skin of her lobe,"I swear I will hunt him down and rip out his heart.

Laura Wright

#11. I leaned from my friends in school. I had lots of friends; yet I was very indrawn.

Frederick Lenz

#12. Since the Goddess always has been honored in sacred groves, it is understandable that patriarchs, then as now, leaned toward deforestation.

Tom Robbins

#13. Spencer." Mrs. Hastings leaned across the restaurant table. "Don't touch the bread. It's rude to start eating before everyone is seated.

Sara Shepard

#14. Brushing my little teeth every morning of my childhood, I stood on my tippy toes, leaned over the sink and said to myself that when I am a big girl I will see from this high.
Today I did the same thing, but the view from my toes was the same from flat feet.
I'm a big girl now.

Audrey Regan

#15. You fascinate me." Chris leaned away so he could see her face. "How so?" "You quote Augustine, and you make an awesome campfire. You carry a rosary in your pocket, and you're going to work at a brewery. You're a virgin, and you ride a Harley.

Carolyn Astfalk

#16. I slid over to the edge of the bed and leaned back, letting my hair fall onto him.
"Ack!" he cried. "Don't scare me like that!

Catherine Clark

#17. This was how I wanted to end our night, with hope. Well, and maybe one more thing. I bit my lip and leaned into Maxon, asking with my eyes. Without a second of hesitation, he bent to kiss me. It was warm and gentle, and it left me feeling adored and somehow aching for more.

Kiera Cass

#18. Instead, he caught hold of my hands and leaned toward me. "You," he said breathlessly. "Are amazing. Absolutely, positively, exquisitely amazing." And then he kissed me.

Richelle Mead

#19. Mircea leaned over to refill my wineglass, and a section of his bare chest showed under the robe, along with a hint of dusky nipple. It's a good thing I'm too stuffed to move, I thought hazily. I would so have jumped that.

Karen Chance

#20. Now remember, Kate." Barabas leaned over to me, grinning. "You are the Consort. Be the Consort." He stretched "be" into a three-syllable word. "Think like a-"
"Open the door or I'll punch you right in the face," I growled.

Ilona Andrews

#21. Inch by slow inch, he snaked his hand over to her hip and squeezed unsympathetically as he leaned down onto her and sunk his teeth into her shoulder blade.

Ella Dominguez

#22. I clambered onto the rear seat and leaned back. Taxis, I loved taxis. Not the ones I came home drunk in, but the ones I caught to airports or railway stations. Was there anything better than sitting in the rear seat of a taxi and being driven through towns and suburbs before a long journey?

Karl Ove Knausgard

#23. I love you, Elaina Morrison, and you'll always be my Cherry Girl. Always. Nothing will change it for me." He leaned forward and kissed me sweetly, whispering, "Believe me.

Raine Miller

#24. A bicycle?" Amos leaned on the breakfast bar. "Sure. They don't need fuel, they don't get sick. Most of the repairs, you can handle on your own. You're looking for post-apocalyptic transportation, bikes are the way to go.

James S.A. Corey

#25. Emma and I exchanged a glance, very aware that they were not going to sleep. And just to make it obvious, Sara leaned over the railing at the top of the stairs and said, You may want to put on music, or the TV, and turn it up.

Rebecca Donovan

#26. At the moment, the discussion concerned global warming. "The reason for global warming," one of them said as Dortmunder leaned his front against the bar somewhere down to the right of them, "is air conditioners.

Donald E. Westlake

#27. The room smelled of old cigarsmoke. He leaned and turned off the little brass lamp and sat in the dark. Through the front window he could see the starlit prairie falling away to the north. The black crosses of the old telegraph poles yoked across the constellations passing east to west.

Cormac McCarthy

#28. I eased him away from my face and leaned far over the edge of my bed to drop him down onto the floorboards, since I generally try to keep some distance between my eyeballs and the claws of panicky cats. As

J.L. Bryan

#29. Betia laughed a little, shaking her head. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek as she grabbed my hands and pulled me to my feet. Her brown eyes glittered with a devil-may-care recklessness that warmed me to my toes. If it would make her smile that way, I would dance all night.

Amelia Atwater-Rhodes

#30. When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me. She looked toward the door, saw there was no one, then she sat on the side of the bed and leaned over and kissed me.

Ernest Hemingway,

#31. She leaned forward and put her warm, smooth lips against his. They lingered there and Ash felt a shiver run right through his body. In a good way. A very good way. He could get used to this.
"May the gods protect you, Ashoka Mistry," she whispered.

Sarwat Chadda

#32. But he stays by the window, remembering that life. They had laughed. They had leaned on each other and laughed until the tears had come, while everything else - the cold and where he'd go in it - was outside, for a while anyway.

Raymond Carver

#33. He pulled me toward him, lowered his mouth to mine, and kissed me. The kiss was slow and deep. His hands were firm on my back. I grasped his shirt and leaned into him. And I felt his body respond.

Janet Evanovich

#34. Fayza leaned in, squinting, as if she didn't hear me correctly: one of the library of power moves that adults used to signal that other adults were fucking idiots.

Daryl Gregory

#35. Now the uncle spoke up. 'This cannot be,' he said. 'The human being is designed for many things. Loneliness is not one of them.' ... Mrs. Ramani leaned into me, and said, as a statement of fact. 'We are not meant to go through this life alone.

Liz Tuccillo

#36. Her fingertips reached to trace the damage, but he grasped her hand with his own. He leaned down, far enough that the dark ends of his hair brushed feather-light against her face, caught in her lashes.

Kelly Creagh

#37. Orion smiled and leaned back against the wall, letting his gaze drift down in thought. Helen stared at him for a few moments, just enjoying his company and the fact that he was there with her. No. Better than that. He was there for her.

Josephine Angelini

#38. Alex leaned over to Samheed. "If we get an hour's worth of music lessons, I think my head might explode." "In that case, bring on the music," Samheed muttered. Alex

Lisa McMann

#39. Then I guess I'll just have to try biting again"
"You wanna try?" He leaned the curve of my cheek. "Let me suggest more appropriate places. I have this piercing.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#40. There's an us?"
"As far as I'm concerned ... " He leaned forward, his mouth inches from mine, and my pulse spiked. "There's nothing but us.

Rachel Vincent

#41. Best surprise ever." I whispered in his face. Then I leaned in and kissed him hard and deep like it was the last kiss I'd ever get.
"Wrong darlin', best hello ever." He grinned

K. Larsen

#42. I've never ridden a bike before."
Horse leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the mouth.
"Lookin' forward to being your first, babe.

Joanna Wylde

#43. He shifted his stance and just looked at me like he was waiting for the green light to kiss me so I blew out a breath, puckered my lips, and leaned towards him.

L.A. Casey

#44. I've always leaned toward a feminine, funky style, even in business settings. I used to paint my nails blue in 1993, before it was mainstream.

Sara Blakely

#45. Gregori leaned forward. "Can you believe it? We're all a bunch of mutants! Just like the Ninja Turtles."
Angus blinked. "We - we're like ... turtles?"
Gregori burst out lauging.
Ian shook his head, grinning.
Connor snorted. "Nay. We have vampire DNA. No turtles.

Kerrelyn Sparks

#46. Officer After leaned across the seat toward me - which, under the circumstances, made me start back. 'I'm sorry I'm not allowed to beat the shit out of him for you.

Jennifer Echols

#47. This story is about stink, after all, a story about rot, about how life grows out of the most fetid-smelling places. I leaned into the wall of the coiled cabin, snail, the body curled in upon itself, spine coiled, a snake lying in wait.

Larissa Lai

#48. I leaned my forehead against his. I will repay you in unspeakable physical favors if you can erase any trace of this party from my memory.

Molly Harper

#49. Zack leaned over to whisper in her ear. "It's true, Mollie," he said. "Everything that man said is true. Tomorrow we begin rebuilding. Playing music. Dancing. I promise you.

Elizabeth Camden

#50. I closed my eyes and leaned back into his body; his fingers kneaded my hips, caressed my stomach. God, it felt good.

Andrea Cremer

#51. Why did you choose to save me?"
"I could not let you die." He placed the plate and glass on the kitchen counter.
"But you have let goodness knows how many people die. Why me?"
"You made me ... " He leaned against the counter and looked at her. "You made me ... feel.

Elizabeth Morgan

#52. Stop complainin." Jess climbed up to the cab and leaned down to pull me up beside him. "I'm not complaining." His fingers clung to my wrists as the soles on my gray, canvas shoes slipped up the worn steps. "It's hot. I'm sweatin'. I don't want to go campin'," his voiced pitched high to mock me.

S.D. Hendrickson

#53. Oh, I haven't done anything to you, angel." He leaned forward, his lips near her ear as he whispered, "Yet.

J.M. Darhower

#54. The elf had regained consciousness ... sort of. He leaned against Blitz, giggling silently and making random signs like, Butterfly. Pop. Yippee.

Rick Riordan

#55. Though she didn't say a word, the way she leaned further against me was all the response I needed.

Nicholas Sparks

#56. I leaned back to look at her, seeing only her, this girl who was Ally but also Alona, and who bore a resemblance to a friend i'd once had but was someone new. Someone i could live without, but didn't want to

Stacey Kade

#57. He leaned toward me, murmuring, "I think one-on-one sounds better, don't you?"
His teeth gently caught my earlobe. All my muscles turned to liquid. I dropped the stirring rod and grabbed the edge of the table so I wouldn't collapse.

Andrea Cremer

#58. He ran the back of his fingers along her flushed cheek. His touch was soft, and she leaned her head in his direction. "My beautiful girl," he said.
She took in his expression. "You think I'm beautiful?"
"I don't think you're beautiful, Haven," he said. "I know you are.

J.M. Darhower

#59. Cotter leaned forward. "Where do you get off being such a bossy bitch?"
I looked him dead in the eyes. "I was born a bossy birch, so you can either roll with it or get rolled over.

Rachel Bach

#60. Her fingers dug into the doorframe she leaned on, hoping and praying that he would just step out of the shadows and kiss her the way he had done so often in her dreams.

Elaine White

#61. His hands touched the cool skin of her back, Abruptly they slipped inside her frock and closed about her waist. She leaned her head back against his shoulder and he kissed her until the room went dark before her eyes.

Winston Graham

#62. Yes, I have a driver's license."
I leaned back against the wall, sighing. "Man, that must be so cool."
"It ranks right up there with lockers. In fact, sometimes I put my license inside my locker, and it's so cool I worry that the whole thing might explode with the sheer coolness of it all.

Kiersten White

#63. Kate, you're a pushover," the clerk said. I leaned over the counter and offered him my best deranged smile. "Wanna push and see if I fall over?

Ilona Andrews

#64. Sam's eyes studied my lips and I studied hers. We each leaned in closer until our foreheads were touching. It felt like currents of electricity were running through the two of us, making me feel like I was going to melt from the intensity.

Keary Taylor

#65. Eve had wet cheeks when she finally answered a completely unaware Beckett. "It was amazing. It was everything I'll never have." She leaned down and pressed her lips to his hair. "Loving you is more of a curse than anything else.

Debra Anastasia

#66. His gaze locked with hers as he leaned into her, his mouth finding hers. She tasted the saltiness of her tears and the cold scent of the winter day on his lips.

B. J. Daniels

#67. Grant leaned forward, covering the short distance between them so that their lips were a fraction apart. His warm breath tickled her face, making heat pool between her legs.

"I don't want to take advantage of you," he said so softly it took a moment for her to register his words.

Katie Reus

#68. He leaned down and kissed me again, more chaste this time. "Now, we get to know each other. When it happens, whether it happens tonight or another one, I just want it to mean to you what it'll mean to me.

J.B. Hartnett

#69. She leaned into me, and I could feel her hot breath against my ear. 'I want you to eat me,' she whispered. 'I want you to eat me like you're an angry Alaskan grizzly and I'm Timothy Treadwell.

Phillip Andrew Bennett Low

#70. He chuckled. "Come here."
She hesitated.
"We don't have to do anything. Just ... sleep."
She let out her breath on a heavy sign. "You don't want to just sleep." Then she moved in next to him, and he wrapped his arms around her. "Do you?"
"Hell no." He leaned down for a kiss.

Terry Spear

#71. Edilio sighed and leaned forward, elbows on the desk. Quinn, listen, man. We need stuff back to normal.

Michael Grant

#72. I leaned against the wall, dazed, panting, and gasped, in my deepest and most gravelly voice, No one can chain the Hulk!

Jim Butcher

#73. Forty minutes later, I leaned back in my chair, and looked at the thousand or so pages of manuscript towering on my desk. It hit me. Holy cow. This author had total control over this book. Total. And it was one of seven. One. Of. Seven.

Carla Bolte

#74. Lucille," Norma Jean whispered loud enough for me to hear from my foliage hideout. She leaned over her walker and adjusted her glasses. "Is that Willis Harvey up front by Elsa?"

"Well, pinch my pooch, I believe it is," Lucille said. "I barely recognize him with his clothes on.

Ann Charles

#75. She leaned down, a fraction closer, and for some
reason unknown to man, he lifted his head the tiniest
bit. Enough so she could brush his cheek with her
lips. Good night, Mr. Merrick.

Anne Mallory

#76. Whoa. Fangs. She had fangs. She leaned in, prodded them a little. Eating with those puppies was going to take some getting used to, she thought. On impulse, she brought up her hands, turned her fingers into claws. Hissed. Cool.

J.R. Ward

#77. Patience, Loo-Sha," Soren said as he leaned a shoulder against the wall. To this, Zun snorted a single laugh.
"That is like telling the wind to stop blowing," he added, deadpan.

Poppy Rhys

#78. Hannah leaned against the wall. 'Mind if I call shotgun?'
'Since you're carrying one? Feel free.

Rachel Caine

#79. You're not worried about principles."Gabriel leaned closer, crowding her gently back against the column. His taunting whisper curled in her right ear like a wisp of smoke. "You're worried that you might do something naughty with me and enjoy it.

Lisa Kleypas

#80. Ty leaned over and touched his head lightly to Julian's shoulder- a friendly head butt, as if he were Church, seeking affection. Julian reached out to ruffle up his younger brother's hair and nearly smiled.

Cassandra Clare

#81. Ian paused and leaned closer to me so that I couldn't seem to see anything around his face, just snow and sapphire and ink.

Stephenie Meyer

#82. Ssh, I'm counting." Travis watched me for a moment, and then leaned down to kiss my neck. "I can't concentrate while you're doing tha ...

Jamie McGuire

#83. It was with deep, idiotic relief that I leaned on that fleshy, humid, barn-yard fool.

Kurt Vonnegut

#84. Which the experimental participant leaned her head on a chin-and-forehead rest and stared at a camera while listening to prerecorded information and answering questions on the recorded beats of a metronome. The beats triggered an infrared flash every second, causing a

Daniel Kahneman

#85. Mal adjusted his hood to better hide his face and tipped up his mask, then reached forward and did the same with mine. He leaned in. Our jackal masks bumped snouts.
I started to laugh.
"Next time, different costumes," he grumbled.
"Bigger hats?

Leigh Bardugo

#86. Truth be told, I've seen ye watching me, staring. Your eyes tell me what ye are thinking." When she stiffened, he leaned in closer. "I think ye wonder what lies beneath my kilt. If ye ask me nicely, mayhap I'll show ye. But ye'll have to say please.

Victoria Roberts

#87. Chase leaned in close. "hey" What?
Are you wearing perfume? No ... why would I be wearing perfume? ... You sure you're not wearing anything? It smells like jasmine. Must be the bushes

Gemma Halliday

#88. So, what would you like to drink?"
"Aside from you?"
I laughed anxiously. "You can't drink me."
He leaned forward, his eyes running up and down my body, causing my skin to heat. "Yes, I believe I can. And I believe I will. But for now, I'll just have a Bombay and tonic.

Karina Halle

#89. Bellamy leaned back with a sigh and closed his eyes, wondering how long it would take until she stopped being the last person he thought about before he fell asleep.

- Bellamy about Clarke

Kass Morgan

#90. Twisted my lips at the thought. "This is a new beginning for us, isn't it?" He leaned forward to brush my nose with his. "No. This is better than a beginning. This is what happens next.

Laurelin Paige

#91. They've been very brave," Ravenpaw replied. "I'm proud of them." Barley leaned against him, smelling warm and soft and familiar. "You should be," he whispered.

Erin Hunter

#92. He leaned over and inhaled the pillow Gray had been on. Sick freak. She ought to suffocate him with it the moment he fell asleep. But Nolan lay there with his eyes open, staring at the ceiling. Murder's

Nikki Jefford

#93. It makes Faith think of a hammock in their yard, a web of rope that she thought would unravel the first time she leaned back on it, but that managed to support her all the same.

Jodi Picoult

#94. You're supposed to be sleeping'
Mulder didn't jump, didn't turn his head. 'The day you figure out how to turn off my brain Scully let me know.' He shook his head, but carefully. 'Amazing isn't it?'
'Your brain?' She leaned her forearms on the railing. 'It's okay but I wouldn't call it amazing.

Charles Grant

#95. Alec watched them through the half-open door, Jace leaned against the sink as his adoptive sister sponged his wrists and wrapped them in a white gauze. "Okay, now take off your shirt." (Isabelle)
"I knew there was something in this for you." (Jace)
~pg. 329~

Cassandra Clare

#96. You left these in my office, sweetheart," Lucifer said, shocking her into silence as he reached around her and gently tucked the matching lavender panties that she hadn't been able to find in her front pocket as he leaned down and kissed her stunned lips.

R.L. Mathewson

#97. Adam leaned down to Paul. That edge you lost in your fight with Mary Jo is what allowed me to take the time to find something that would hurt you instead of kill you. You can thank her for your life.

Patricia Briggs

#98. Don't you see, Mara." He leaned in and whispered, "You're mine, now.

Sarah MacLean

#99. Death was not. I lived in a simple drowse:Hands and hair moved through a dream of wakening blossoms.Rain sweetened the cave and the dove still called;The flowers leaned on themselves, the flowers in hollows;And love, love sang toward.

Theodore Roethke

#100. It's good to see you relax." He leaned in closer. "Between you and me, you can be a little high strung sometimes." "Which is completely cool and super-desirable, thank you very much." "Abso-fucking-lutely." The laughter in his eyes was beatific.

Kylie Scott