“Why?” He frowned. “You know there’s no one else for either of us. What are you waiting for?” — 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
“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
“If you think,” he began, “that being sober and working steadily broke my bullshit meter, now you know better. I knew you… — 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
