Quotes from Sylvia Day

Pride swelled my chest. Uncovered by the lack of makeup, the dusting of freckles on her nose made her adorable. Her body told you she was a dream to fuck, the confidence in her posture told you she'd take no shit from anyone, and the mischievous amusement in her eyes told you there would never be a dull moment.

There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.

Grabbing his very fine, very taut ass in my hands, I squeezed. I need more coffee to deal with your gift, ace. Chapter 8, pg 131

Are you sleeping with anyone? ....... Because I want to fuck you, Eva. I need to know what's standing in my way, if anything.

He wasn't just beautiful; he was… enthralling. He was the kind of guy who made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions. I looked at him in his civilized, urbane, outrageously expensive suit and thought of raw, primal, sheet-clawing fucking.

Sometimes you'll lead, sometimes you'll follow. Expect you'll grumble about the following part for a while yet.

There were thousands of women in New York alone who could replace me in his life, but there was only one Gideon Cross.

Gideon was a force of nature, his magnetic self-possession so powerful it put everyone around him in his shadow. I saw flashes of it every day and was awed by it, but not nearly as much as I was by the charming, wryly amusing lover I had entirely to myself in our private moments together.

I swayed into him, drawn to his obsessive and insatiable raw need for me, which reflected the depth of my need for him

She's my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose." "I love it when you talk dirty," she purred. "Give my regards to Lindsay.

The idea I'd been toying with fully formed in my mind. I'm plotting. oh? His mouth curved in a wicked grin. Do Tell. Chapter 5 pg. 50

One dark brow arched. You're getting the fuck-me look and thinking about Arnoldo? Do I have to kick his ass now, too? Chapter 11 pg. 193

I had to bite back a laugh. Cary Taylor. Loving you isn't a character defect. Chapter 12, pg 213

He nuzzled her loosened vest off her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "One day soon, when you're ready, I'm going to mount you like this. I'm going to ride you while you arch your neck for me. I'm going to mark you with my teeth. Fuck you. Mate with you. Then you'll be mine, Vashti. Irrevocably. Every luscious, stubborn, dangerous inch of you. Mine.

And he'll indulge you, because he's making an investment in you. You're an asset to him. You're beautiful, well bred and well connected, and independently wealthy. You're also in love with him and he can't take his eyes off you. I bet he can't keep his hands off you, either.

I watched him take a drink, swirl it around in his mouth like a fine wine, and then swallow it. The working of his throat made me hot, but that was nothing compared to what the intensity of his stare did to me. "Not bad," he murmured. "Tell me if we made it right." He kissed me.

If I lose you, Eva," he said hoarsely, "I have nothing. Everything I've done is so I don't lose you.

I realized we'd pulled into a parking garage. We drove around two levels, pulled into a spot, then immediately pulled out again. Along with four other black Bentley SUVs. "What's going on?" I asked, as we headed back toward the exit with two Bentleys in front of us and two behind us. "Shell game," he said…

I knew I was high maintenance and he was obviously going to be the same

That sensation of being caught—claimed—challenged me on the deepest level.

Eva: Do you know why I chose your ring? Gideon: Red is our color. Red dress in limos. red fuck-me heels at garden parties. A red rose in your hair when you married me.

YOU THINK GIDEON'S SCARY? Wait 'til you get a load of me.

She is an ice princess, that one. Your brother had best pray she breeds quickly or risk losing his cock to frostbite.

Gideon: It's time to discuss what it's going to take to get you beneath me. Eva: A miracle.