Kristi Hayes > Quotes

“Uncertain of what he wanted, I turned to meet his eyes.

Pupils dilating.

Breathing hitched.

He looked rough. Intense. Wild.

But then he smiled.

And something shifted.”
― Kristi Hayes, Bring Me To Life

“And that one guy, Martin that everyone liked, well he had a gash above his right eye and bruising near his jawline making him look even more corrupt. It took a moment for me to remember hearing he was a boxer. He caught me staring and stared back. No blinking. No movement. Just staring. Staring. I looked away blushing. From my periphery I could see him raise a hand to the cut above his eye then quickly shove his fists into the front pockets of his jeans. I turned my head to catch his eyes fall to the floor. It looked like he was focused on the leg of a barstool, but I think I saw a smile split his face.”
― Kristi Hayes, Bring Me To Life

“In my head, owning a bookstore meant I could hide in the back reading all day, while other bookworms came and went without a sound, resembling almost a library or, better yet, a convent. People never talked to me or to each other, we were just a secret society of readers, alone but together in silent unity. In reality though, owning a bookstore meant that I never actually had time to read a book myself. And being a newer bookstore, meant that I was broke and couldn’t actually afford staff so I had to do most things myself.
Alone.
In front of people.
With my face showing.
And sometimes having to make eye contact.
It was awful.”
― Kristi Hayes, Bring Me To Life