Brynn Kelly Quotes & Sayings

How do I say 'kiss me' in French?" she whispered.
"Embrasse moi."
Oh yes, even that sounded better in French. — Brynn Kelly

Her biggest fear was that Flynn would walk away before she could even start to worry about him not coming home. — Brynn Kelly

Isn't there some law against torture of prisoners? The Geneva Convention or something?"
"Only if we were at war." He tied the lace on his second boot and leaped up, welcoming the energy sparking in his veins.
'"Some might argue that we are. — Brynn Kelly

There are many things in my life I want to forget. But this I intend to remember. — Brynn Kelly

She turned her head, and the skin of her cheek caught the moonlight, smooth as satin. Tough and beautiful. He grimaced.

Tu agis sans passion et sans haine.
You act without passion and without hatred.

He'd recited the line every day of his nineteen years in the Legion, but it'd never resonated as strongly as it did now. — Brynn Kelly

I think I've proved that I'm not to be trusted," he said.
"Then why do I feel safer now that I have in my entire life?"
"Because you're just as screwed up as me. — Brynn Kelly

Read it to me."
"Seriously?" he said quietly. "You want me to read you poetry? Like saving your life ten times wasn't enough? — Brynn Kelly

I'll shower, then we can go. I smell like a zombie."

Hell, if the undead looked like that, bring on the zombie apocalypse. — Brynn Kelly

She owed him nothing - less than nothing. — Brynn Kelly

Tracking someone in jungle this thick was easy, and he was trained to operate in darkness. She'd have to push through the foliage blind, leaving tracks, making noise, burning energy. She only had a four-minute head start. He smiled. Cat and mouse. His favorite game. — Brynn Kelly

He shushed her, laughing. "I'd like to be that spider, if that woman was you. — Brynn Kelly

Pretending to him that she felt something would be easy. Pretending to herself that she didn't? That was a whole other story. — Brynn Kelly

You'd better touch me before something happens spontaneously that makes me look embarrassingly desperate."
"Really?" He lowered just close enough for his chest to graze the fabric covering her bra, squeezing a squeak from her throat. "I'd like to watch that. You're making abstinence sound fun. — Brynn Kelly

You're not what I expected in a pirate."
He laughed, curtly. "You're not what I expected in a princess. — Brynn Kelly

I don't believe in happy endings," Flynn said, spinning Tess and tilting up her chin. "Just happy beginnings. — Brynn Kelly

Gunfire cracked around them.
"Just warning shots," he yelled.
"How do you know?"
"We're not dead. — Brynn Kelly

You were a kidnapping waiting to happen - you're lucky it was me."
"Luckiest day of my life. — Brynn Kelly

He tucked his fingers into his belt loops. "Happy to sit back and watch, if you want to prove your G.I. Jane credentials. — Brynn Kelly

You promised me a kiss," she whispered.
"A rash comment in the heat of the moment." His face was so close she could feel electricity snapping between them.
"I think I'm still feeling that heat."
She tilted her hips. He groaned. It was enough. His mouth captured hers. — Brynn Kelly

It's your hero complex, isn't it? You should see someone about that."
"Right after I get my head examined. — Brynn Kelly

I'm quite capable of taking responsibility for my own death. — Brynn Kelly

I can't help it if you drive me crazy."
"In bed or out of it? — Brynn Kelly

Can you hyperventilate a little quieter?" he whispered. — Brynn Kelly

The woman raked her gaze up his body as if checking out livestock. As she reached his face, her kohl-rimmed brown eyes lit with a challenge. "I am the one you know as Hamid Nabil Hassan. The most wanted man in the world. — Brynn Kelly

He cradled her neck, urging her closer. A bead of sweat trailed down his back. She dug her fingers into his waist, giving him all the invitation he needed to explore her mouth. She tasted salty and sweet. The breath of her sigh danced over his tongue. She untangled their hands and swiveled onto his lap, wrapping her bare legs around him, linking her feet behind his back.

Mon dieu. It was too much - and not nearly enough. — Brynn Kelly