Crossfire Sylvia Day Quotes & Sayings

If you think I don't spend a good percentage of every day trying to figure you out, you're not paying attention. — Sylvia Day

Some researchers have proposed that experiencing empathy and compassion through the mirror neuron system is equivalent to having compassion for yourself. Thus, "giving is receiving " is a brain-based truth. Insensitivity and selfishness are essentially bad for your brain and your mental health. In contrast, compassion and loving relationships are good for your brain and your mental health. — John B. Arden

It's time to discuss what it's going to take to get you beneath me-GC — Sylvia Day

Go home, Gideon. Please."
"I am home." He caught me from behind and buried his face in mu soaked hair. "I'm with you. — Sylvia Day

Safe Word: Crossfire — Sylvia Day

Artists are creating their own genre sound, and other artists are building upon that sound and already creating a huge subculture created around one particular sound created by one artist. So, with all that happening, the genres are going to break down, and there's going to be a multitude of sound coming out. — Steve Aoki

There aren't words to tell you what you mean to me. But I hope that when you see this ring on your hand, you'll remember that you shine as brightly as diamonds in my life and you're infinitely more precious — Sylvia Day

Sometimes I wanted to believe something so badly, I deliberately manufactured excuses and ignored painful reality. — Sylvia Day

You have a transportation fetish.
I have a Gideon fetish. It's been weeks. — Sylvia Day

I can be anything you want but definitely not a wannabe. — Pushpa Rana

I want to sympathize, I do, but the love triangle is just too delicious. The determined rock star and the possessive billionaire. Rawr. — Sylvia Day

Keep looking at me like that,"
he warned, leaning casually into the counter and sipping his coffee.
"see what happens."
"i'm going to lose my job over you."
"i'd give you another one."
i snorted. "as what? your sex slave?"
"what a provocative suggestion. let's discuss. — Sylvia Day

We were together because we were addicted to each other. I was never as intoxicated as I was when we were happy together, and I knew it was the same for him. We were putting ourselves through the wringer for those moments of perfection between us, but they were so tenuous that only our stubbornness, determination and love kept us fighting for them. — Sylvia Day

My breakup with AT&T is final, and I'm done with Skype as the rebound guy. — Elayne Boosler

Do this all day long: run through a mental checklist that changes unpredictably. Of course I have things written down, but nurses spend the shift recalibrating the tasks we have and their urgency. — Theresa Brown

Sometimes you gwyne to git hurt, en sometimes you gwyne to git sick; but every time you's gwyne to git well agin. — Mark Twain

When I come, I come for you.
Because of you and your mouth, hands, and insatiable little cunt. And it'll be that way for you in
reverse. My tongue, my fingers, my cum inside you. Just you and me, Eva. Intimate and raw.
Gideon — Sylvia Day

You're different, he said, touching my face.
Of course I was. The man I loved had killed for me. A lot of things became inconsequential after a sacrifice like that. — Sylvia Day

If you think," he began, "that being sober and working steadily broke my bullshit meter, now you know better. I knew you were nailing Cross again from the moment you started back up."
Biting into my taco, I shot him a skeptical look.
"Eva honey, don't you think that if there were another man in New York who could bang it out all night like Cross, I would've found him by now? — Sylvia Day

Why?" He frowned. "You know there's no one else for either of us. What are you waiting for? — Sylvia Day

I've got a call on hold to send your way," she said. "And I hope it's personal, because holy hell is his voice smokin' hot. He sounds like S-E-X rolled in chocolate and covered in whipped cream."
Nervous excitement raised the hairs on my nape. "Did he give his name?"
"Yep. Brett Kline. — Sylvia Day

I watched him take a drink, swirl it around in his mouth like a fine wine, and then swallow it. The working of his throat made me hot, but that was nothing compared to what the intensity of his stare did to me. "Not bad," he murmured. "Tell me if we made it right." He kissed me. — Sylvia Day

He was still holding the end of her scarf, rubbing the silk idly between his thumb and fingers. She watched his hand. — Rainbow Rowell

I'm fighting here, with everything I've got. Fight for me too. — Sylvia Day

Tell me you love me," I pleaded"
"Gideon's eyes met mine. "You know I do"
"Imagine if I i ever said the words to you. If you never heard them from me"
"His chest expanded on a deep breath. "Crossfire — Sylvia Day

What I want is for both of us to feel safe. What you and I have together shouldn't be draining us like this. It should be the one rock-solid thing we both count on. — Sylvia Day

You're my wife, Eva. I don't care if anyone else knows it or not, I know it. And I want to come home to you, have coffee in the morning with you, zip up the back of your dresses, and unzip them at night. — Sylvia Day

If you're going to give him a second chance, I should get one, too. — Sylvia Day

I kicked off my shoes and pulled his hand away from the wheel so I could straddle his lap and hold him. His grip on me was excruciatingly tight, but I didn't complain. We were on an insanely busy street, with endless cars rumbling past on one side and a crush of pedestrians on the other, but neither of us cared. He was shaking violently, as if he were sobbing uncontrollably, but he made no sound and shed no tears.
The sky cried for him, the rain coming down hard and angry, steaming off the ground. — Sylvia Day

When it came to Gideon, I was more than willing to be devoured. — Sylvia Day

Gideon: "It's time to discuss what it's going to take to get you beneath me."
Eva: "A miracle. — Sylvia Day

Othing in your past can change how I feel about you. And God knows I'm no saint. — Sylvia Day

George, I'm sorry!" he cried through his tears. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please, I'm suh-suh-SORRY - " And then they were around him, his friends, and no one lit a match, and someone held him, he didn't know who, Beverly maybe, or maybe Ben, or Richie. They were with him, and for that little while the darkness was kind. — Stephen King

appearance at the Crossfire. — Sylvia Day

What the hell was I supposed to do, Eva? I didn't know you existed." Gideon's voice deepened, roughened. "If I'd known you were out there, I would've hunted you down. I wouldn't have waited a second to find you. But I didn't know, and I settled for less. So did you. We both wasted ourselves on the wrong people. — Sylvia Day