Top 229 Quotes & Sayings by Sylvia Day - Page 2

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Last updated on December 23, 2024.
If souls could be mated with wishes, ours would be inextricably entwined.
I'll kill for you, give up everything i own for you...but i won't give you up.
I'm an animal with you," he murmured. "I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us. — © Sylvia Day
I'm an animal with you," he murmured. "I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us.
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.
It's time to discuss what it's going to take to get you beneath me"-GC
Your craving should be for me, angel, not an orgasm. For my body, my hands. Eventually, you won't be able to come without my skin touching yours.
I'm losing my mind without you.” His lips were gliding down my neck, his tongue stroking over my racing pulse. He sucked on my skin and pleasure radiated through me. “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 can let you in, Eva. I’m trying. But your first response when I screw up is to run away. You do it every time and I can’t stand feeling like any moment I’m going to do or say something wrong and you’re going to bolt.
Tell me you love me," I pleaded" "Gideon's eyes met mine. "You know I do" "Imagine if I i ever said the words to you. If you never heard them from me" "His chest expanded on a deep breath. "Crossfire
I own your pleasure," I whispered into his mouth. "I'll take it if you won't give it to me.
I know it's not fair to ask you to be with me when we can't even sleep in the same bed, but I'll love you better than anyone else could. I'll take care of you and make you happy. I know I can.
His smile was like lightning in the darkness, blinding and beautiful and mysterious, and I wanted him so badly it was physically painful.
I love being with you. When we're not together, i wish we were — © Sylvia Day
I love being with you. When we're not together, i wish we were
Most suits made the man. Gideon did things to a three-piece suit that should've been illegal.
I’m going out, remember?” I prodded. “And I’m going to drink too much, which makes me horny. Don’t forget to take your vitamins, ace.
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.
I'd rather argue with you, angel, than laugh with anyone else." Jesus. It took me a minute to be able to swallow the last bite in my mouth. "You know . . . I love you madly." He smiled. "Yes, I know.
Why? Why would you do that?” "You have your way of dealing with jealousy and I have mine.
I didn't know I was looking for anything until I saw you.
If you crave something, I’ll be the one to give it to you. All of your needs, Eva, are mine to fulfill. Whatever it costs me.
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.
He was my drug, and I had no desire to kick the habit.
People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.
I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If i can have that, nothing else matters.
You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Eva." he flattened me into the side of the car. I was pinned by six feet, two inches of violently aroused male.
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.
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.
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.
I kicked off my shoes and pulled his hand away from the wheel so I could straddle his lap and hold him. His grip on me was excruciatingly tight, but I didn't complain. We were on an insanely busy street, with endless cars rumbling past on one side and a crush of pedestrians on the other, but neither of us cared. He was shaking violently, as if he were sobbing uncontrollably, but he made no sound and shed no tears. The sky cried for him, the rain coming down hard and angry, steaming off the ground.
Oh, Eva." He rubbed his cheek against my damp face. "I must've wished for you so hard and so often you had no choice but to come true.
You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Eva.
That’s what scares me, Gideon. You don’t know what you’re worth.” “Actually, I do. Twelve bill—” “Shut up.
There wasn't a second that passed when you weren't on my mind. You own me, Eva. Wherever I am, whatever I'm doing, I belong to you.
I have one one type: Eva Lauren Tramell. That’s it.” I rolled my eyes. “Okay. Whatever.
Dark and Dangerous. And all mine.
What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?
The world would see the beauty of the packaging, but only I knew the man inside it and how precious he was. His intimate smiles and his deep husky laugh, the gentleness of his touch and the ferocity of his passion were all reserved for me.
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. — © Sylvia Day
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.
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.
Gideon knew exactly what I liked. Not because I’d told him, but because he paid attention to everything about me.
I don’t need anything else. I get out of bed every morning and face the world because you’re in it.” He turned the corner and pulled up in front of the Crossfire behind the Bentley. He killed the engine, released his seat belt, and took a deep breath. “Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn’t before. I have a place now, with you.
You’re the greatest risk I’ve ever taken.” His pressed his lips gently to mine. “And the greatest reward.
You forget who submits, Eva,” he said gruffly. “I’ve given up control for you. I’ve bent and adjusted for you. I’ll do anything to keep you and make you happy. But I can’t be tamed or topped. Don’t mistake indulgence for weakness.
I can't go long without you either, Eva. You're an addiction...my obsession.
I loved the way he kissed me, as if he had to, as if he'd go crazy if he didn't and had nearly waited too long.
You hit me the instant I saw you." he said, gruffly. "I couldn't look away. I wanted you immediately. Excessively. Almost violently.
I’ve always seen you, angel. From the moment you found me, I’ve seen nothing but you.
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.
We were together because we were addicted to each other. I was never as intoxicated as I was when we were happy together, and I knew it was the same for him. We were putting ourselves through the wringer for those moments of perfection between us, but they were so tenuous that only our stubbornness, determination and love kept us fighting for them.
I love you. Still not the right word, but i know you want to hear it. — © Sylvia Day
I love you. Still not the right word, but i know you want to hear it.
Romance isn't in my repertoire, Eva. But a thousand ways to make you come are. Let me show you.
What I want is for both of us to feel safe. What you and I have together shouldn't be draining us like this. It should be the one rock-solid thing we both count on.
Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn't before. I have a place now, with you.
You’re not the only one who can get possessive. I’m very proprietary about what’s mine.
B.O.B. and I have a longtime understanding - when we're done with each other, we know exactly which one of us has been used, and it isn't me. Good night Gideon.
Sometimes love's not enough. And if it's not enough, what good is it ?
There was nothing so attractive as a powerful, handsome, and self-assured man.
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.
What would I do without you? You're never going to find out.
His kisses were gifts. He kissed with everything he had, with power and passion and hunger and love. He held nothing back, giving everything, exposing everything.
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