Sylvia Day Crossfire 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

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

But very early they understood that playing was somewhat suspect, allowed through indulgence, a trivial pastime soon outgrown, and only about twice removed from sin. Pleasure was only once-removed. — Jetta Carleton

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

There are a couple of reasons why I take comfort in being able to put all this in my own vernacular and present it to you. For one thing, because then I'm not completely alone with it. And for another, it gives me a sense of being in control of the craziness. Now this is a delusion, but it's MY delusion and I'm sticking with it. It's sort of like: I have problems but problems don't have me. — Carrie Fisher

The moon is essentially gray, no color; looks like plaster of Paris or sort of a grayish beach sand. — Jim Lovell

One might think that the money value of an invention constitutes its reward to the man who loves his work. But ... I continue to find my greatest pleasure, and so my reward, in the work that precedes what the world calls success. — Thomas A. Edison

The eye doesn't see any shapes, it sees only what is differentiated through light and dark or through colors. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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

That natural disasters are required to provide Americans with a glimpse of reality in their own country is an indication of the deep rot infecting the official political culture. — Tariq Ali

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

Most of us know exactly what it is that creates the pain, confusion, stagnation and disruption in our lives. When we find something or someone creating in our lives that which we do not want, we must muster the courage and strength to stop it. — Iyanla Vanzant

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

You really are never playing an opponent. You are playing yourself. — Arthur Ashe

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

While the photos at the D.M.V. (New York) will still be taken in color, the engraving is done in grayscale, hence the Ansel Adams feel. — Ansel Adams

Like Lenny McLean said, and I agree with him totally, he told me it's these bastards that hurt the old people and fuck up the young kids, they are the animals and they hardly get any prison sentence for it. — Stephen Richards

Ah crap!" I instantly shooed away darkness and whatnot, so that I was solid, visible me again. "Sorry, Stevie Rae. I forgot I'd gone all Bram Stoker. — Kristin Cast

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

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

The Anglo-American can indeed cut down and grub up all this waving forest, and make a stump speech on its ruins, but he cannot converse with the spirit of the tree he fells, he cannot read the poetry and mythology which retire as he advances. He ignorantly erases mythological — Henry David Thoreau

appearance at the Crossfire. — Sylvia Day

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

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

Isn't it only laughter we can stay human? — James Clavell

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

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

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

There was a time I thought I couldn't enjoy rock 'n' roll unless I had heroin in me — Joe Perry

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

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

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

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

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