Sylvia Day Quotes

…he murmured. “Of course, you’re my favorite ride.” “Aw, that’s sweet, baby. And you’re my favorite joystick.

Doctor." Gideon set one ankle on the opposite knee and settled back, creating a picture of unyielding decisiveness. "The only way I'm keeping my hands off her is if I'm dead. Find another way to fix us." Chapter 3 pg 50

He could shred me so easily. A few words, a desperate look, and I was cut wide open.

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

You’re my wife, Eva. I don’t care if anyone else knows it or not, I know it. And I want to come home to you, have coffee in the morning with you, zip up the back of your dresses, and unzip them at night.

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

I require distance from the past in order to grasp the future.

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I'm still not sure I didn't hallucinate the conversation while overdosing on his pheromones.

You didn't see him watching you dance with your dad. His eyes got all shiny. I thought he was going to cry. And on the way up here, in the elevator, he tried to play it off, but I could totally tell he was nervous.

I can't go long without you either, Eva. You're an addiction...my obsession.

I found myself pinned to the hallway wall by six feet, two inches of hard, hot male.

What are you doing?" he breathed. "You're going around, stirring up everything." "I've got time on my hands," I shot back, just as breathless, "since I dumped my asshat boyfriend." He growled, fiercely passionate, his hand in my hair pulling so tightly it pained me. "You can't make this up with a kiss or a f*ck, Gideon. Not this time." Gideon & Eva

Your kisses are mine.

I don't blame you. But if there's anything else you have to tell me, now would be the time." He pressed forward, urging me to stretch on the couch. Coming over me, he whispered, "I'm in love with you." With everything going wrong, that was the one thing that was totally right. It was enough.

That’s what scares me, Gideon. You don’t know what you’re worth.” “Actually, I do. Twelve bill—” “Shut up.

As for discipline and rules, I confess, I've never been good with either.

It's time to discuss what it's going to take to get you beneath me"-GC

I'm not giving you any options here. We're doing this, Eva. Enjoy your last remaining hours as a single woman.

When I propose, angel, trust me, you’ll know it.

When a story captures me, it comes quickly and easily.

I look at you, angel, and I want you so badly. I want to be with you, listen to you, talk to you. I want to hear you laugh and hold you when you cry. I want to sit next to you, breathe the same air, share the same life. I want to wake up to you like this every day forever. I want you.

I've told you before,” he said huskily. “I'll take you however I can get you.” “Whatever. Don't think I don't know you're topping from the bottom.” His mouth curved with unapologetic amusement.

Gideon knew exactly what I liked. Not because I’d told him, but because he paid attention to everything about me.

We’ll never be over, Eva.

As he stared back, he altered...as if a shield slid away fro his eyes, revealing a scorching force of will that sucked the air from my lungs. The intense magnetism he exuded grew in strength, becoming a near tangible impression of vibrant and unrelenting power.

I’d wait forever for you, as long as you’re mine.

I own your pleasure," I whispered into his mouth. "I'll take it if you won't give it to me.

Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn't before. I have a place now, with you.

Baby girl, Cross is a tsunami.

Do you want to suck face or not?” “Suck face?” His head fell back and he laughed, his chest vibrating against me. It was a lusty, full-bodied sound and my toes curled at hearing it. Gideon laughed so rarely. My hands slid under his sweater and glided over that warm skin. My lips moved over his jaw. “Is that a no?” “Angel, I’ll suck on any part of your body I can get my mouth on.

Heaven with my angel. It doesn't get any better than this.

You hit me the instant I saw you." he said, gruffly. "I couldn't look away. I wanted you immediately. Excessively. Almost violently.

I can’t think. I can’t work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.

I couldn't imagine that I'd ever fall in love again like I had with Gideon. For better or worse, he was my soulmate. The other half of me. In many ways, he was my reflection.

I am obsessed with you, angel. Addicted to you. You're everything i've ever wanted or needed, everything i've dreamed of. You're everything. I live and breathe you. For you.

If I was any more pleased with you, I would lose what little remains of my sanity.

It's probably best for me to work off some energy before I get you naked. I'm sure you'd like to be able to walk tomorrow.

My heroines, more often than not, are the ones who are troubled and resistant.

It's a full time job with a part-time companion.

Contentment and happiness didn't exist in my life for more than a few moments at a time, and they were really only illusionary. There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.

I love you. Still not the right word, but i know you want to hear it.

What would I do without you? You're never going to find out.

It was the nature of our relationship to be lusty and emotional, earthy and raw. The trust that held us together also opened us up to each other in ways that made us both vulnerable and dangerous. And it would get worse before it got better.

And yet I understood the alienation of being around others who couldn't really see you or chose not to. I'd felt the self-loathing that came with being a fraud, protraying an image of what you wished you could be but weren't. I'd lived with the fear that people you loved might turn away from you if they ever got to know the true person hidden inside.

What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?

As long as Kline doesn't kiss you." The warning was clear in his voice. "Same goes." "If he kisses me, he's getting decked." I laughed. "You know what I meant.

One day at a time. You rise, you eat, you bathe, and you talk to the few people you can tolerate while feeling so wretched. Over time, it hurts a little less. Then a little less. And so on...Until one morning, you will awake and realize the pain is only a memory. It will always be with you, but it will eventually lack the power to cripple you.