Friends To Lovers Quotes

“I realized I’m in love. It's always been right in front of me.”
― Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell

“I tried to hate you, to forgive you, all just to forget you, but I'm only capable of loving you. You're tattooed onto my skin, and the more I try to erase you, the deeper you sink in.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“You two are bound to one another. You always have been … and you can't run away from what you are. No matter where you go, your feelings for her are going to follow you.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“...I'm your friend. And friends don't let friends live small lives.”
― Faith Erin Hicks, Pumpkinheads

“That casual kiss on my cheek would have meant nothing up until recently, I realized I was in love with him. Not that, 'I love you, man,' type of love. Nope. I was ass over teacup in love with my best friend. The 'let's get married and grow old together' type of love.”
― Summer Michaels, Lucky Boy

“Never hesitate to let the one you love know how you feel. Align your minds, synchronise your hearts and above be fearless when dancing with their souls.”
― Truth Devour, Wantin

“Her heart was telling her to trust him, but it wouldn’t be the first time that that foolish muscle, there in the middle of her chest, had betrayed her.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“She was afraid of giving in to that overwhelming, absolute, unconditional love, a love that had shown her the route to heaven, but which had also taught her how much one could suffer, to the point where even the sound of your own tears became deafening.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“For months they flirted and pretended and toed the line between enemy and friend, both knowing who the other was but neither admitting to it, both trying to gain something from this friendship but being uncareful, falling too deep without knowing.”
― Chloe Gong, These Violent Delights

“If she had looked into his eyes at that very moment she would have seen the inferno that she had thrown him into.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“But you’re right about one thing: he’s my best friend. I know him very well, and no matter what he said or did tonight, I’ve never seen him act this way with another girl. No one,” he repeated, “except you.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“Most people think that love doesn’t stand the test of time – that it is eternal only as long as it lasts – but love is an unquenchable flame. It is only the fires of momentary desire that burn too fast and go out far too quickly without leaving behind a single trace.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“And you have to believe me when I tell you that no one could ever be as beautiful as you are at this very moment, because I could never want anyone more than I want you right now.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“Matteo lived inside her like a memory that paradoxically stopped the pain and which she could never get enough of... because there was, and never would be, anything that was like him. Wherever she went, whatever she did, he was the only thing she truly loved, and which she sadly no longer had.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“He settled in beside me, and I curled into him. Cocooned in Wes. God, it felt so good. “Thank you,” I whispered. “I’ve never felt so amazing.”

“I wanted you in my life from the beginning, Mal. Any way I could have you.” He snuggled me closer. “Even if it meant just as friends.”

I couldn’t help snorting. “Thank God that’s not the case.”

He chuckled and gave me a squeeze. “Amen, my friend.”
― Missy Welsh, My Summer of Wes

“But how can I let him just walk away with a smile on my face and a slap on his back when every cell in my body is tied painfully to him, and I can’t breathe when I think of him being away from me?!”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“I’ve always liked you, from the first moment I saw you at the Pigafetta Stadium.” He kept his distance because he wanted her too much. “And ever since that day, I knew that you were in love with another guy, and that he would sooner or later feel the same way I did.” Cutting ties with her was excruciatingly painful. “I just hoped that he would be stupid enough to let me have you,” he gasped. “But he wasn’t.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“If you’d rather skip lunch, that’s fine with me. I’ve got some things to take care of anyway before I can leave the store to Robin for the weekend.”
“I don’t want to skip lunch,” he bit out. “I’m starving.”
Her temper got the better of her. “Fine, but if you plan on snapping at me the whole time then I’d just as soon you eat alone.”
His gaze darkened. “I’m not snapping.”
She poked him in the chest. “Yes, you are.”
Leo started to speak, then paused and let out a huge breath. “Sorry. Damn, I’m just having one of those days.”
Amanda smiled and patted his cheek. “You can tell me all about it over a bowl of fettuccine.”
― Anne Rainey, A Little Bit Naughty

“Marc had grown up, gotten away from the partying lifestyle that made him feel as if his mere presence was a gift to those around him and knew himself for what he'd truly been back then. A fool. Hopelessly in love with a friend who'd never wanted more from him than he'd already given. This weekend, Marc hoped to change that.”
― Sara Winters, Worth the Wait

“He’s not yet realized that by giving away nothing but barefaced lies he’s come to wither and rot inside. But she’s still looking for him into the void of his cold heart.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“He could no longer pretend not to have been brought to his knees by her blows, and he could no longer avoid the sentiments that his heart forced him to feel.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“Don't let happiness slip through your fingers because of old angers and mistakes.”
― Lyn Denison, Gold Fever

“This unrequited love business was driving him crazy. It was a feeling that took you over, mind, body, and soul. Worse than a drug that tore apart your flesh and spirit, and without which you simply could not live.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“At first, you really were just a nice stranger. Then you were my friend, and I really did want you to be happy and do your thing,” he explained softly. “And then it changed. The next thing I knew, you were telling me about some dick kissing you and it pissed me off more than anything ever had before


~Aaron×Ruby”
― Mariana Zapata, Dear Aaron

“I let it all out: the joy and the pain. The waiting and the wanting. The future and the past. We kiss for so long I can't tell the difference between seconds and minutes anymore, but it's still not enough. I will never get enough of this. Kissing Iz feels like coming home.”
― Katia Rose, Stop and Stare

“Imparare a conoscersi presuppone inevitabili confronti e scontri per ritrovarsi a metà strada, là dove la libertà di ciascuno si esaurisce in quella dell’altro.”
― Llàrjme, Soccer Sweetheart

“Everything around her was in a fog; the intense light that always shone in his aqua blue eyes was the only thing in focus, but it was suddenly unknown... different... almost embarrassing.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“Marika was a huge book nerd, a sucker for YA, and had a TBR pile taller than her.”
― Mirella Muffarotto, Soccer Sweetheart

“Actually, yeah, I did buy a few new things,” she confirmed, then she teased a little more by adding, “I think Pete is going to really enjoy my outfit tomorrow night.”
“Pete seems to like you no matter what you’re wearing,” Luke grumbled. “So, what did you buy for good ol’ Pete?”
Darn, if he didn’t sound jealous! Could it be possible? It’d mean she meant something to him. Something more than Dr. Doolittle anyway. “I bought a mini skirt.” She wouldn’t tell him about the hair and the shoes. Or what she bought to wear under the skirt.
She heard him cough. Hard. As if having a spasm. “Luke? Are you okay?”
A couple more very tense seconds of coughs, and then, “Did you say a skirt?”
She wanted to smack him.”
― Anne Rainey, Forbidden Fruit

“Something seemed to pass between them, his eyes dangerously dark. Did he want her in that way as well? He could be so tenderly brutal with her. She yearned for what that promised.”
― K.T. Munson, Zendar: A Tale of Wind and Sand