Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Book Boyfriend: Alex Sheathes

So I've seen this meme floating around many book blogs, but initially I got the idea from Reading Lark and they got this meme from The Unread Reader. I've enjoyed the meme so much that I will also be joining in on the fun on Wednesdays. Welcome to Book Boyfriends everyone!


Alex was the other character I was struggling with when I was picking my first Book Boyfriend. If I never read The Grisha Trilogy, I would have picked Alex first.


Stats:
  • Amber Eyes
  • Golden Brown/Auburn Hair
  • Tall, and athletically built
  • Tan skin
  • 19 years old
  • Great Listener
  • Good Kisser
  • Charming & Funny
  • Romantic
  • Vulnerable

Why He's My Book Boyfriend: 
I love the way he loves Lena, which is passionately, wholly and irrevocably.  We see throughout Delirium, that he is a great listener. He listens to all of Lena's stories of her family and life, without judging. Instead of pushing her, he's supportive and patient. Never once had he brought up the idea of Lena missing her cure date (to be cured of the disease called love) until she brought it up herself. 

Everything he does with Lena is incredibly romantic. All the times he spends with Lena at 37 Brooks, especially when he cut out the rotted ceiling so they could see the stars. The first time that they danced. When he took her to the Wilds, and recited poetry to her surrounded by candlelight while under the stars.

From the beginning, being with Lena was and proved to be a huge risk on his life. That didn't matter to him, all he wanted was to be with, protect, and care for the one he loved. Lena is all that matters to him,  she is what he fights and lives for and while reading Delirium, all I wanted was to be her. 

Actor to play Alex: I know that he's too old for the part now, but Ryan Phillipe is who I picture as Alex. Physically, they look similar and I know from movies that he played in such as Breached and Stop-Loss that he could easily be Alex. 

Quotes & Moments: 

1) "The first time I saw you, at the Governor, I hadn't been to watch the birds at the borders in years. But that's what you reminded me of. You were jumping up, and you were yelling something, and your hair was coming loose from your ponytail, and you were so fast..." He shakes his head. "Just a flash, and then you were gone. Exactly like a bird."

I don't know how--I hadn't intended to move and hand't noticed moving--but somehow we've ended up face-to-face in the dark, only inches apart.

"Everyone is asleep. They've been asleep for years. You seemed...awake." Alex is whispering now. He closes his eyes, opens them again. "I'm tired of sleeping." (Delirium)

2) "Hey." I nudge him gently. It's an incredible thing, how you can feel so taken care of by someone and yet feel, also, like you would die or do anything just for the chance to protect him back. "I know the rules. I've been living here longer than you have."

He cracks a smile then. He nudges me back. "Hardly."

"Born and raised. You're a transplant." I nudge him again, a little harder, and he laughs and tries to catch hold of my arm. I squirm away, giggling, and he stretches out to tickle my stomach. "Country bumpkin!" I squeal, as he grabs out and wrestles me back onto the blanket, laughing.

"City slicker," he says, rolling over on top of me, and then kisses me. Everything dissolves: heat, explosions of color, floating." (Delirium).

3) "Eventually she came. She appeared suddenly, exactly like she'd done that day--she stepped into the sunshine, she jumped, she laughed, and threw her head back, so her long ponytail nearly grazed the waistband of her jeans.

After that, I couldn't think of anything else. The mole on the inside of her right elbow, like a dark blot of ink. The way she ripped her nails to shreds when she was nervous. Her eyes, deep as a promise. Her stomach, pale and soft and gorgeous, and the tiny dark cavity of her belly button." (Alex: A Delirium novella)

4) "How did I love her?

Let me count the ways.

The freckles on her nose like the shadow of a shadow; the way she chewed on her lower lip with she was thinking and the way her ponytail swung when she walked and how when she ran she looked like she was born going fast and how she fit perfectly against my chest; her smell and the touch of her lips and her skin, which was always warm, and show she smiled. Like she had a secret.

How she always made up words during Scrabble. Hyddym (secret music). Grofp (cafeteria food). Quaw (the sound a baby duck makes). How she burped her way through the alphabet once, and I laughed so hard I spat out soda through my nose.

And how she looked at me like I could save her from everything bad in the world.

This was my secret: she was the one who saved me."  (Alex: A Delirium novella)

I'll probably be posting some more quotes on my Instagram, you guys can look me up by my username:brittanysbookrambles)

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