You have a transportation fetish. I have a Gideon fetish. It's been weeks. — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“keep looking at me like that," he warned, leaning casually into the counter and sipping his coffee. "see what happens." "i'm going… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
What I want is for both of us to feel safe. What you and I have together shouldn't be draining us like… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
..nothing in your past can change how I feel about you. And God knows I’m no saint. — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“..then he pushed the call button again and asked, "Are you sleeping with anyone?" "Why is that any business of yours?" "Because… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“When I come, I come for you. Because of you and your mouth, hands, and insatiable little cunt. And it’ll be that… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“Cary rocked back on his heels and twirled one index finger around another in a sign meaning, wrapped around your finger. Only… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
I want to sympathize, I do, but the love triangle is just too delicious. The determined rock star and the possessive billionaire.… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
I kicked off my shoes and pulled his hand away from the wheel so I could straddle his lap and hold him.… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“You definitely have the voice for phone sex, but I've got to go. I have a date with my vibrator." "Oh, Eva."… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“Why?” He frowned. “You know there’s no one else for either of us. What are you waiting for?” — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
If souls could be mated with wishes, ours would be inextricably entwined. — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“Contentment and Happiness didn't exist in my life for more than a few moments at a time, and they were really only… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“You put me through hell. On purpose. Made me suffer. And there’s no end in sight. I don’t know what the fuck… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“Sex that's planned like a business transaction is a turnoff for me..... Listen to yourself. Why even call it a fuck? Why… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
Gideon was an untamed animal behind closed doors, a lover who bared me to the soul every time he made love to… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
Why? Why would you do that?” "You have your way of dealing with jealousy and I have mine. — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“I love you, Gideon.” “God.” He looked at me with something that resembled disgust. Whether it was directed at me or himself,… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“I’ve got a call on hold to send your way,” she said. “And I hope it’s personal, because holy hell is his… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“Honestly, Gideon Cross had been designed to fuck a woman right out of her mind.” — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
B.O.B. and I have a longtime understanding - when we're done with each other, we know exactly which one of us has… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“My choices were either too much alcohol or a whirl with my vibrator, and I was damned if I’d have a battery-provided… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
There are millions of people who think that romance isn't real writing. But the only person who can make you real, make your books… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“Eva," she said exasperated. "You should've established a personal style by now-and it shouldn't be sweats!" Monica, Eva Tramell's mother, in "Reflected in You” — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
Why can men be boys all of their lives, but we women must grow old while we are yet young? — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“I don't know what the fuck you think you're doing, ace, but this Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde shit ain't cutting it with me.” — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
I love digital books. And I actually started digital-first publishing back in 2005. — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“You're the greatest risk I've ever taken. And the greatest reward. -- Gideon to Eva” — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
“You're so brave, Eva. So strong and honest. You're a miracle. My miracle.” — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
Until you, I didn't consider my past as an issue. Yes, it affected certain ways I did things, but everything had its place and… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything. — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
