Stylo Fantome Quotes & Sayings

Baby, I thought you'd never ask. — Stylo Fantome

I want to know," he breathed, his tongue moving between her breasts.
"When do we get to be bad again?" She smiled big.
"Baby, I thought you'd never ask. — Stylo Fantome

She trailed her fingers down his sternum, then splayed her hand flat against his stomach. How interesting, to feel so comfortable in another person's skin. To want to rip him open and crawl inside him and never see the light of day again. — Stylo Fantome

Maybe, just maybe, you're not as innocent as you'd like to think. Or maybe I'm not so guilty ... — Stylo Fantome

That," he continued, gesturing with his pen at her. "In your hands. You have something for me. Bring it here. — Stylo Fantome

Tatum, if it gets you wet, it's never a waste. — Stylo Fantome

One time she threw a dinner plate at his head and called him retarded. Then he held her down in the shower, calling her a hot-head. — Stylo Fantome

I would die if anything happened to you, and I'm not there to save you this time. — Stylo Fantome

I thought maybe, just maybe, I could overdose on him. If I could just take him one more time, and shut my eyes, and it would be the last time, with anyone, with anything, that would be alright. Guilt would be gone. Hurt would be gone. Confusion would be gone. Oppression would be gone. Obsession would be gone. — Stylo Fantome

Looking at you like you were Christmas. Even when you were angry. Even when you thought you hated me. Even when you were with him. You've always been a gift to me." "A — Stylo Fantome

What are we, if we don't have games?"


"Something else. — Stylo Fantome

You changed me, Ms. Duggard. You made me come alive, and I didn't even know I was dead. I was just some guy, before you. You made me a man. — Stylo Fantome

CSL - cock- sucking-lips. — Stylo Fantome

Because, I have the strangest feelings about you. Like I want to take you everywhere and have you by my side, but I also want to hold you down. Make you beg and cry, — Stylo Fantome

You're Wulfric Stone, and stones don't love. — Stylo Fantome

They were very sweet words. Words that soothed the gaping hurt in her soul. But the devil was good when it comes to dealing with damaged souls. — Stylo Fantome

Somehow, she had managed to stitch her heart to his, and if she pulled away, she would rip his heart out when she left. — Stylo Fantome

Maybe I made a mistake. I've made a lot. But I'll always want you, always want to touch you. I have for a long time. I will for a lot longer. You own me, Ms. Duggard. Body and soul. — Stylo Fantome

How do I look?" she asked.

"Absolutely stunning. — Stylo Fantome

Don't. You don't know this man. — Stylo Fantome

You are worth every minute I have ever spent with you! More than that! — Stylo Fantome

You're not 'everyone else', you're different. You get to see the real me," he told her. — Stylo Fantome

Sometimes, loving a person was easy, the heart went and did that all on its own. Liking a person, however, was a little more difficult. That involved the brain. And the brain was a fickle bitch. — Stylo Fantome

I want him to remember me. I want every woman after me to be compared, and found lacking. — Stylo Fantome

It occurred to her that she had been missing out. — Stylo Fantome

Brought down by a woman with black hair and dark eyes. A sexy wit and a sexier body. A bartender, coupon clipper, temp worker. A college drop out turned party girl, with loose morals, and legs that rarely closed. — Stylo Fantome

All those moments between those seconds. Timeless. Their love would always be alive; a living, beating heart, but just caught in a moment. Caught in their time. Maybe that's all they were. Just a time in love. Just a time in an affair. — Stylo Fantome

The ol' one-thing-led-to-another-suddenly-I'm-fucking-twins kind of night. I have that same problem all the time. Bitches just be falling for you in pairs, man," she teased. — Stylo Fantome

More than anything, she wanted to remember him like this; she loved his biting words and his stinging hand, but his kiss. His kiss gave her hope. — Stylo Fantome

I really, truly, honestly, completely, just don't give a fuck. — Stylo Fantome

When you're a sledgehammer, you don't need to be unobvious. You just need one good hit. — Stylo Fantome

Of course you aren't scared of me. I'm not the wolf. You are. — Stylo Fantome

...for every type of idea someone can have - no matter how weird or strange or gross or out there or disturbing - there is at least one person out there who enjoys that kind of idea, and the best part is seeing a book work its way to that person. — Stylo Fantome

I want Prince Charming to ride up on a white horse and carry me off to his castle. The only difference between me and other girls is once I get there, I want him to bend me over the throne and pull my hair while he fucks me hard and calls me names. — Stylo Fantome

We are a match made in Hell. He may be Satan, but I'm Lillith. — Stylo Fantome

I never meant to know her, but I've known her for so long. I never want to see her hurt, and I'm going to have to hurt her the worst. — Stylo Fantome

Oh, you'll go. You'll go if I have to drag you there by your fucking hair," he warned her. "You'd probably love that," she snapped. "So would you. — Stylo Fantome

As his teeth left bite marks down the side of her neck, she thought maybe she didn't need oxygen anymore. He could just breathe for her. — Stylo Fantome

Katya liked the asshole-Wulf, she admitted to him. She liked that he was brash and blunt and even sometimes rude. — Stylo Fantome

I honestly actually hate you. — Stylo Fantome

I find it hard to believe you forgot the face of the guy who fucked you retarded and then treated you like shit. — Stylo Fantome

What am I going to do with you? Fucking slut. Fucked him while I was gone. Couldn't last three days. How much does it take to satisfy you? — Stylo Fantome

Because," Mischa whispered, not taking her eyes off him. "After Tal found me, I couldn't let him go. I didn't want to be lost anymore. — Stylo Fantome

You are such a mindfuck, Tate. Something is wrong with you, that you want to be treated like this, that you like being a whore, — Stylo Fantome

Who didn't want to be the cool chick who took anal like a champ? — Stylo Fantome

Maybe this is how it needs to be, Misch. For what it's worth, you were the best mission I ever had. — Stylo Fantome

No, no, no. Your girlfriend is there! — Stylo Fantome

I was not asking, sir." Jameson. Looked. Shocked. "Where on earth did you go for lunch, Sanders?" he asked, almost laughing. — Stylo Fantome

During sex, it was like he owned her body, her mind. Like they weren't hers anymore. Probably because they never were. — Stylo Fantome

Few things can ruin your plans quite like anger. Love, fear, sadness, all can motivate, but anger? Anger will fuck things right up. — Stylo Fantome

Well, thank you for that, Tate. I'll be sure to tell you before I start plowing my way through my little black book. — Stylo Fantome

Some day, you'll really love me, and if it's even half as much as I love you, we'll set the world on fire. — Stylo Fantome

If you're lucky, afterwards I'll untie you and let you leave with us," he replied. — Stylo Fantome

She liked her toys to have a little bite, and Nick was all cuddle. — Stylo Fantome

Because, he's Jameson Kane. He's like my worst nightmare and my biggest dream, all rolled in to one. — Stylo Fantome

This is most definitely not a game anymore. This woman ..., she owns me. — Stylo Fantome

she was trying to be "nice" Tatum. Not vengeful, angry, spiteful Tatum. Not punch-a-mother-fucker-in-the-head Tatum. — Stylo Fantome

Getting her back the last time was a battle. This time, it's going to take a war. — Stylo Fantome

Because everything is different. — Stylo Fantome

It was only ever you," Jameson whispered. — Stylo Fantome

I can't believe we just did that." "What, killed a man?" "No. I can't believe we just fucked in your truck." Con laughed. — Stylo Fantome

I was drunk on him. High on him. I wanted to swallow him down, inhale him, inject him. I wanted him to live under my skin and change my DNA. I wanted to live in his air and breathe his passion. — Stylo Fantome

Fuck that noise. — Stylo Fantome

Both of us. We're the bad ones. Together." She — Stylo Fantome

I made promises to yesterday. I can't start giving away my tomorrows." ~ Lily — Stylo Fantome

I wanted to be baptized in his skin, purified in his love. I was a sinner, or worse. — Stylo Fantome

I used to be a nice, normal, borderline sociopath. — Stylo Fantome

Jameson hadn't, however, counted on wanting her so bad that no one else even existed outside of her. He found himself thinking that he couldn't care less if he never fucked another woman again, as long as he could just be close to Tate. Just touch her whenever he wanted. If she said that, said she wanted monogamy between them, he thought he might actually say okay. For the first time ever in his life, he could almost picture it. — Stylo Fantome

I wanted to save her. Took me all these years to figure it out, but even back then, I wanted to be her prince on a white horse. — Stylo Fantome

They don't even look like they're together. At all. Just two strangers who shared an elevator. That poor man. That poor girl. — Stylo Fantome

You're always right, Sanders, — Stylo Fantome

He's so goddamn beautiful. Shines so bright, I can't even see him. She — Stylo Fantome

If necessary, he would probably kill for Jameson Kane.


If asked, he would probably die for Tatum O'Shea. — Stylo Fantome

All I wanted was sex. Just a little freaky sex, every now and then. When the fuck did it get so complicated?" he grumbled. — Stylo Fantome

Not exist? But I made her. She's mine. You can't exist if I don't, stupid girl. — Stylo Fantome

Tatum O'Shea, there is a very distinct possibility that I have been in love with you since the first time I saw you. — Stylo Fantome

If you won't talk to them, — Stylo Fantome

It's very hard for me to be a good girlfriend to him, when you're always interfering... It must be even harder for you to be a good girlfriend when I'm the one who's always inside you. — Stylo Fantome

He was slow and methodical in the way he handled her, as if they had all the time in the world for him to explore her body. As if she was a sculpture he'd bought and paid for, something that belonged to him, was his to touch as he pleased. — Stylo Fantome

Whenever you hear this, I hope it finds you well. I hope you're dancing, because you were built for it. I hope you're smiling, because your mouth was made for it. I hope you're laughing, because it's the most incredible sound. And I hope you're being loved by somebody, because you deserve it. — Stylo Fantome

You have ruined me, Tatum O'Shea," he told her. "Completely wrecked me. — Stylo Fantome

I wanted to learn about him so I could hate him more. I didn't expect his answer to make me want to forgive him. Cheating bastard ! — Stylo Fantome

Poor guy," Liam sighed, digging one of her tacos out of the bag. "Why?" she asked, totally confused. "You're dating this dude, yet gave your anal virginity to me. Must not like him too much," he said. She almost choked on air. "You — Stylo Fantome

You can't be with him, Tate. You're a part of me, you belong with me. — Stylo Fantome