Joey W. Hill Quotes & Sayings

I can imagine you and us a million ways here, Thomas. I will make my home where you are, because you are my home. I don't know any way to say it any more clearly. So now the ball's in your court. — Joey W. Hill

Love is not temporary. It endures everything even if it changes form. Even when it must be put away to handle harsher things, it's always there, ready to be called. — Joey W. Hill

A thousand tiny imperfections can make a perfect life. — Joey W. Hill

Lauren swallowed. "Lisette also told me ... you weren't house-trained." He gave her a knowing look, but said only, "She had one out of two things right. — Joey W. Hill

Just stop asking," she burst out. "Just take. Please ... just take over. I can't ... give. You just have to take what you want." Tyler stared down at — Joey W. Hill

I don't need to be babied. I've taken care of myself for a long time."
"You need all the babying you can get, angel. And something's bothering you. Are you going to tell me what's going on?"
"Go to hell." She slammed down the phone.
She tightened her chin and her resolve. "I didn't expect to see you so soon."
"I was told to go to hell. My connecting flight was delayed so I thought I'd drop in. — Joey W. Hill

There you are," he murmured. "The girl I met in that club. As far as my heart goes, you have it, sweetheart. God's going to have to fight you for it. — Joey W. Hill

He matched her seductive purr with a husky growl. — Joey W. Hill

She was a Mistress who needed a Master. Who needed him. — Joey W. Hill

A man who would submit to her desires as willingly as Josh was a heady aphrodisiac. — Joey W. Hill

But he saw her and, God, it was exactly like last night. Everything he'd learn about this particular woman would fascinate him; he was sure of it. He'd want to learn more and more. This was real. [ ... ]
He'd take anything, even thirty minutes in a coffee shop, but she was running late. So he'd have to treat the next ten minutes as the most important of his life - without scaring the shit out of her. — Joey W. Hill

And while there's so much wisdom that I don't know, I know that evil doesn't happen for a cosmic reason, a 'balance of good' bullshit. Evil happens because it can, because circumstances allow it to take place. And you build your own sanctuary against it to keep yourself sane, to keep yourself fighting it. — Joey W. Hill

Everything goes in slow motion around you, Marguerite. You steal time when people look at you. — Joey W. Hill

There are twenty-five thousand, six hundred and twelve things you don't know about me. I'll tell you one each day."

"That means it will take you seventy-plus years to know everything about me. When I turn one hundred, that will be the last one. Though I expect by then you'll know the very first and very last thing you need to know about me, the only one that matters." ~ Jon Forte — Joey W. Hill

By my hand only. By my cock and mouth only, unless I command otherwise. — Joey W. Hill

You're floating on a cloud, about to explode like a star, scattering your light over the universe. I'll feel the beauty of it, but you are far above and beyond me. You're what I worship. — Joey W. Hill

Finding that one person," he added, touching her hand to bring her gaze back to him, "it's a shift of paradigm that changes everything. What we always thought we wanted, what we know, what we don't. But when it clicks into place, that's also when everything makes sense, often for the very first time of our lives. — Joey W. Hill

He looked down at her, the wild reckless passion of the artist in his eyes, daring her to tame him, begging her to try. — Joey W. Hill

We're all going to die, love. I don't know anyone who's gotten out of this life alive — Joey W. Hill

You're not a Dom, not a Master, Josh," she said. "You've never even been close. You're a submissive. A gorgeous, incredibly sensual submissive that any Mistress in her right mind would cherish forever. You were doing as your Mistress told you to do, and she used you cruelly. I won't let you blame yourself for anything, Josh, except maybe for not recognizing it sooner, because you are an intelligent man. Your inly crime is in denying your own worth, because she made you doubt yours. A Mistress doesn't do that, Josh. — Joey W. Hill

He was taught to focus on more than one thing at once, so he didn't have to tell her to stop to get her home safely. Not unless her hand dropped to his cock, in which case they might have a real problem. They didn't really cover cock teasing in combination with combat driving. — Joey W. Hill

You'll need to take it easy on him, Tyler. He comes off tough as nails, but if you find the way in, he can be hurt.
We all can, love. We all can. — Joey W. Hill

When you know you're worth loving, you can be a little imperfect. Hell, look at me - a lot imperfect. It makes all the difference in the world when you believe someone loves you enough that they don't overlook the spot and the messed up hair. They just add it to the things about you that make them love you all the more. — Joey W. Hill

Kicking off the comfortable slides, she ran from him in bare feet, her arms wide like wings, ropes of hair spilling down her back wildly like a glossy cape. His heart had wings of its own, as if he were a young man again with no weights on his heart, but with the wisdom of his present age to know what a tremendous gift this moment was. He caught up with her, seized her hand. They kept running, both running from shadows but running together, throwing off a light that he reflected might keep those shadows cowering in the past where they belonged. — Joey W. Hill

Your have a purity I've lost, pet. But in some ways, the important ones, you're not naive. You understand the darkness without ever having been in it. — Joey W. Hill

Maybe he wasn't the balloon who'd been cut loose, but the one who'd untied himself from the rail. — Joey W. Hill

Can I get back to fucking your brains out now?" Thomas grinned. "You forget how to be a Master? Why are you asking? — Joey W. Hill

Regardless of her sexual nature, when she woke to discover that she had killed one vampire, only to be bound by another, her reaction was likely to be far from sweet OR submissive. — Joey W. Hill

I'll endure anything for you, angel. Anything. — Joey W. Hill

Being mine means I'll make sure you know what pleasure feels like not just in your body, but in your heart and soul and mind ... — Joey W. Hill

Okay. Let's go to the pool. I'll drop a rock in it and we'll see which one of you sinks faster "

"I can rip your heart out of your chest, human"

[...] "You already have, My Lady. — Joey W. Hill

The sub has the upper hand in a true Master and sub relationship, Thomas. Always. I can possess you only as long as you want to belong to me. — Joey W. Hill

Shadows gripped him at the thought. If Thomas changed his mind once Marcos got his grief and emotional shit under control, if he tried to withdraw again ... Marcus knew he didn't have the energy left to fight him. After all the harrowing years when he never let himself entertain the notion, even in his darkest moment, Marcus now knew he would have a compelling reason to take his own life. — Joey W. Hill

We forget that sometimes there is something greater than our pain. That's the pain of the person who loves us, who couldn't protect us from that pain. — Joey W. Hill

It was a humbling thought, to realize the weight of the world could not break him, but the loss of her could have. — Joey W. Hill

He was inside her, not just her soaked pussy, but in all the complex turbulent and dark mazes that were Marguerite. He wanted to be there forever, wanted to keep her safe and unafraid, give her pleasure and happiness. — Joey W. Hill

He smiled then, and that smile was like the sunset, stretching from one end of her existence to the other, lighting her way not by sight, but with a slow kindle inside she knew would never leave her bereft for the sun's warmth. — Joey W. Hill

It was a place where water brought together all elements. Water glittered with fire, water touched the banks of earth, water rippled with the touch of air. As for the fifth element, the Spirit that created all, it was as if the shape of the pool itself was a mark of Its Presence. — Joey W. Hill

If Harry had been less noble, less fair-minded, Cedric would have lived. It is a very classic example of how noble intentions often lead to tragic results." He straightened, squared off with the hunter. "I have no desire to be Harry Potter. — Joey W. Hill

Peter knew she was afraid. He ached to tell her that she didn't have to do anything, that he'd protect her from everything. Every instance of fear or pain she had tore him apart inside. She'd had months, but it was still new to him. He wanted to grieve with her for what she'd lost, let her know the utter terror he'd felt at the idea of her being gone from his life before she'd really fully entered it. — Joey W. Hill

I have my limits, Lauren, he said, low. She knew it, could feel the caged beast hurling against his bars, knew how close he was. — Joey W. Hill

You're being too nice about all this," she said. "You're right about that," he said, surprising her. "If you'd stop being so pitiful, I could drop the whole chivalry thing and stare at your tits. — Joey W. Hill

I'll say this one more time. I will be gentle. I will be slow. But you don't have the reins. — Joey W. Hill

Love you ... God, finally accepting it was as bad as dying. — Joey W. Hill

Maybe because when you feel like nothing, you can't believe someone who's everything could possibly see the real you. — Joey W. Hill

A man who doesn't test the mettle of his soul isn't much of a man ... — Joey W. Hill

Tyler wrote:
Dearest Marguerite:
You've taught me a great deal about stillness. About the many things that can drift into your mind and heart when you shut down the barricades created by noise. Unexpected gifts of insight, revelation and wisdom. < ... >
But you taught me that love is found in stillness. It is the space between objects. It's the star you can't see if you look directly at it in the night sky, but if you look away, look forward, you see it in your peripheral vision, beside you, watching over you. If you lie down on the earth it's there, beneath you, cradling you.< ... >
You're my angel, my tormentor, my woman, my love.
God, Tyler is such a gentleman! He is gentle AND a gentleman. — Joey W. Hill

Christ, I'm so furious with you. — Joey W. Hill

Tyler." She looked up at him. "This is blasphemous."
He couldn't resist the heat of his desire, not with her mouth wet with rain and his kiss. Her neck and breasts were beaded with drops while the soft pinkness of her flesh showed through the cotton dress. Lovely, natural.
"This isn't sin." He managed the words in a voice thick with want. "It's sacred. Everything I do with you, every touch, every kiss, every word murmured in reverence against your flesh, is sacred. And you're cold. I want to warm you. — Joey W. Hill

She chose the adjective deliberately. Handsome or sexy conveyed surface appeal. Beautiful addressed the whole package, inside and out. — Joey W. Hill

She inhaled sharply as he traced the line of her neck with the warm wetness. "I'm not afraid to bleed for you, Marguerite." His voice was a rough whisper against her ear. "I'll tell The Zone you're thinking it over. Don't disappoint me. Or yourself. — Joey W. Hill

I can't believe I agreed to this shit. One minute I feel like some lovesick fool; then I remember that kiss, the way you ran to me at the airport, and I can barely breathe. — Joey W. Hill

It's never going to be that way with us. Anything you say "stop" about, I respect. No apologies, no guilt on your part, no feeling like you've disappointed me. I want you to feel comfortable saying it. You want to get out of here now?. — Joey W. Hill

Then give me your pain, Master. I can bear it as long as I know your lips will touch every mark when you're done, signing it as your work. — Joey W. Hill

I had my hands on you last night, my mouth, and everything I touched was delicate, beautiful. Something I want to keep safe. That's the way I'm built, and I won't apologize for that, but I will apologize for it making me say something that stupid. — Joey W. Hill

Humans have the choice of being reborn, While they have no conscious memory when the're reborn, they tend to reconnect with the souls that meant the most to them, again and again. And then those that reach enlightenment are able to at least reunite with their loved ones, with full knowledge of who they are. — Joey W. Hill

He understood that she'd always believed herself cursed, his angel. That she lived on stolen time. That she deserved nothing.. — Joey W. Hill

Tell him why I didn't stop, Marcus." The art dealer sighed. "You never said anything about butterflies, you moron. — Joey W. Hill

The body is entirely neutral, my lady. It just likes sex. It's the mind that fucks up our compass. — Joey W. Hill

It's the space between them where everything important is, where it appears nothing resides. It defines the people, the music. — Joey W. Hill

Most of the Masters at The Zone would have given both of their testicles for the right to top the Ice Queen. — Joey W. Hill

She looked up at him. "Carry me. I like it when you carry me." Her body trembled beneath him.
"Ask me."
"Please." The words came out without hesitation or thought. "Would you carry me?"
"Anything you ask for, angel." — Joey W. Hill

My dear," Marcus said, "you are supposed to soothe the beast until you get the cage on him, not tease him into a rage while he's still unfettered. — Joey W. Hill

Angst is the indulgence of the middle class. — Joey W. Hill

You won't do this anymore because I'm telling you that you won't. You belong to someone now. Me. And I take care of you, even if your greatest danger comes from yourself. — Joey W. Hill

Geez, man, don't give yourself whiplash. You are hurting, if the mention of Victorian underwear will get you worked up. I know a girl ... " - From "Controlled Response — Joey W. Hill

God, he was going to destroy her. But maybe for the first time in her life, she'd found a man worth shattering for. — Joey W. Hill

What I like best about this is not seeing you naked, love," Marcus said. He began to massage the bar of soap in the washcloth, creating a rich lather. "Though you are quite beautiful. What I like is knowing Josh is kneeling here beside you and cannot see you. — Joey W. Hill

I'm not afraid of you. I'm not afraid of anything."
"Yes, you are, on both counts. You're afraid of everything. In England there are castles with stone walls that go up over a hundred feet, built during a time when it was the strength of your fortress that won battles. Each time I look at you, I marvel at the feat of organic engineering that's allowed you to create such a fortification within a perfect composition of female flesh. — Joey W. Hill

She took a bite herself, and her eyes fell shut as a savory marriage of onion, pepper, soy and a mysterious dash of other spices awoke her taste buds. "This is marvelous. How did you make something this good in a half hour?"
"Well, technically, you can reach orgasm in less than a minute, and think how wonderful that is," Marcus pointed out. — Joey W. Hill

Pain. You overwhelm me," he said quietly. "And every time I see you or think of you, I can't grab a brush fast enough. I thought I couldn't paint you, but it turns out I've been painting you all along, from the beginning, before I even knew you. — Joey W. Hill

Finally, she'd given up, basking in the freaking glow of the most amazing experience she'd ever had.[ ... ] Last night had overflowed with magical trappings, perfect timing, everything. That wasn't real. In a real world, Cinderella had to go back to being Cinderella the next day. — Joey W. Hill

Fear crawled inside him. The anger that was so close to the surface ripped at him with rabid teeth, but he managed to rein back the reaction. — Joey W. Hill

Shh ... let me hold you. I've burned to hold you, sweetheart. — Joey W. Hill

I was here, pet. I was always here. Even if you told me you needed me just for an hour, for this, I would have been there." Marcus spoke gruffly into his hair, holding him tighter. "Why is it so fucking hard for you to believe I love you? — Joey W. Hill

Thomas eyed the array of hair products on the corner of the tub and snorted. God, I forget sometimes how gay you are. — Joey W. Hill

Shouldn't you be putting on makeup and curling you hair, doing girly stuff?"
"I consider doing you girly stuff. — Joey W. Hill

You've taught me a great deal about stillness. — Joey W. Hill

It made her chest hurt, how much she felt in this moment. She knew she should not say anything impetuously. But under the light of the stained glass window, the flickering candlelight of their shared memories, it felt like simple unexamined honesty. No matter what the darkness brought back to her tomorrow.
I'm in love with you. — Joey W. Hill

We both know there's a ways to go. I'm going to trust you to help me get there."She swallowed, took a deep breath and gave him a ghost of a smile. "But when I do, I'm going to learn to take care of you right back, Captain Winston. So you'd better watch out. — Joey W. Hill

That's when I got it. The rough canvas. God paints our bodies over that, over our heart and soul. It's the eyes that tell us what we're really seeing, what's underneath. So all I painted in the picture were greens. Patterns, random slashes, shapes over shapes, shadows, emotions, it's all there. — Joey W. Hill

Because." He leaned forward, his hand slipping up her back to unerringly trace the scar tissue of the design burned there, now concealed under the robe. "Someone drew you wings a long time ago and you've been trying to decide whether to fly away ever since." < ... > "And because when I look at you, I think you're a gift from God. — Joey W. Hill

At least she (Thomas' mom) knows what she wants is dead. What I want just refuses to be with me. Maybe I should compare notes with her on what's worse, for I swear to God sometimes I think if you were dead this would hurt less. — Joey W. Hill

Perhaps because I refuse to be less than the other part of your soul, my lord." "And nothing challenges a man as much as the voice of his own soul. — Joey W. Hill

There was no law against being an asshole. — Joey W. Hill

His heart flat broke open. His throat thickened in a way he was glad the other guys weren't around to see. Unable to speak, he found her other hand, guided it to her heart so she could feel what his fingers were doing beneath her own. He made that symbol, the one she'd pressed into his chest more than a year ago. — Joey W. Hill

The only thing that ever scared him was finding out there was something he couldn't do, so he damn well made sure there was anything he couldn't. — Joey W. Hill

I wanted everything for him. I wanted to see him achieve every dream, embrace every desire. I wanted to protect him from anyone who would cause him harm or a moments pain, tear them apart with my bare hands. Never let him out of my sight, even as I wanted him to stretch out his wings as far as they could go and soar. And at the bottom, top and middle of it all, I just wanted to stand there, just that way forever. Not disturb him. Just look at him and love him. Do nothing but simply love him for everything he is, a creation too perfect to be anything but God's gift to the rest of us. — Joey W. Hill

Get out." Marcus' eyes went freezing cold, his face as hard mask, the cleaned but unstitched slash making him look far more dangerous. "I don't want to deal with this carp right now."
"I've never gotten in, so how the hell can I get out? — Joey W. Hill

Angst is for the Middle Class - Marcus in Rough Canvas — Joey W. Hill

Tyler seriously considered fabricating an outbreak of salmonella in the hors d'oeuvres and an impending locust plague, either of which would require everyone to leave now. — Joey W. Hill

It was a tough night," Marcus said briefly, another humorless smile crossing his mouth. "But they got what they paid for." "Jesus," Thomas murmured. Marcus slanted a glance at him, and his green eyes were hard, brittle. "Don't think about it, pet. I don't. No one who lives it dwells on this fucking stuff. You just thank God or your own balls for getting yourself through it, pulling yourself up into something better. The day I see pity in your face, I want your fucking ass out of my life. — Joey W. Hill

How far will you run, before you realize you're not running away from me? You're running to me. — Joey W. Hill

She shook her head. "You're insane."
"We're human, Cass. That's all. We're all kids playing grown-up. We do the best we can."
[Lucas to Cassandra] — Joey W. Hill

At one time, the first step in courtship was asking permission to write to the person who interested your affections, — Joey W. Hill

Someone drew you wings a long time ago and you've been trying to decide whether to fly away ever since. — Joey W. Hill

But whatever lies beyond ... You've helped me remember why it's worth fighting. Living. Even when the lines get so confusing you think you're losing your mind. — Joey W. Hill

Being violent is easy, too easy." He brushed it off. "Holding back, being gentle, restraining your strength when it's not needed, that takes - " "Character," she said. "Loads of it. — Joey W. Hill

It doesn't really make sense. Guess it's not supposed to. — Joey W. Hill

If you let me into your soul, let yourself be inside mine, you'll always see me more clearly than anyone. — Joey W. Hill