Sylvia Day Quotes

If souls could be mated with wishes, ours would be inextricably entwined.

As a writer, it's disheartening to write books that you pour your soul into and not have them distributed widely enough to find their audience.

Oh, Eva." He rubbed his cheek against my damp face. "I must've wished for you so hard and so often you had no choice but to come true.

Day One of my life was the day I met you.

I look at you, angel, and I want you so badly. I want to be with you, listen to you, talk to you. I want to hear you laugh and hold you when you cry. I want to sit next to you, breathe the same air, share the same life. I want to wake up to you like this every day forever. I want you.

You forget who submits, Eva,” he said gruffly. “I’ve given up control for you. I’ve bent and adjusted for you. I’ll do anything to keep you and make you happy. But I can’t be tamed or topped. Don’t mistake indulgence for weakness.

Angel, a crowd of millions couldn’t hide you from me. I found you once. I’ll always find you.

Romance isn't in my repertoire, Eva. But a thousand ways to make you come are. Let me show you.

People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.

I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If i can have that, nothing else matters.

You’re the greatest risk I’ve ever taken.” His pressed his lips gently to mine. “And the greatest reward.

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.

I can't go long without you either, Eva. You're an addiction...my obsession.

B.O.B. and I have a longtime understanding - when we're done with each other, we know exactly which one of us has been used, and it isn't me. Good night Gideon.

I'd rather argue with you, angel, then laugh with anyone else.

There was nothing so attractive as a powerful, handsome, and self-assured man.

I had never seen hair that purely black. It was glossy and slightly long, the ends drifting over his collar. That sexy length was the crowning touch of bad boy hotness over the successful businessman, like whipped cream topping on a hot fudge brownie sundae. As my mother would say, only rogues and raiders had hair like that." (Eva about Gideon)

He was my drug, and I had no desire to kick the habit.

I’ve always seen you, angel. From the moment you found me, I’ve seen nothing but you.

I'll kill for you, give up everything i own for you...but i won't give you up.

That’s what scares me, Gideon. You don’t know what you’re worth.” “Actually, I do. Twelve bill—” “Shut up.

I'm losing my mind without you.” His lips were gliding down my neck, his tongue stroking over my racing pulse. He sucked on my skin and pleasure radiated through me. “I can’t think. I can’t work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try.

I know it's not fair to ask you to be with me when we can't even sleep in the same bed, but I'll love you better than anyone else could. I'll take care of you and make you happy. I know I can.

It's probably best for me to work off some energy before I get you naked. I'm sure you'd like to be able to walk tomorrow.

You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Eva.

Sometimes love's not enough. And if it's not enough, what good is it ?

There wasn't a second that passed when you weren't on my mind. You own me, Eva. Wherever I am, whatever I'm doing, I belong to you.

Dark and Dangerous. And all mine.

What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation?

I'm an animal with you," he murmured. "I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us.

I'm still not sure I didn't hallucinate the conversation while overdosing on his pheromones.

..nothing in your past can change how I feel about you. And God knows I’m no saint.

His smile was like lightning in the darkness, blinding and beautiful and mysterious, and I wanted him so badly it was physically painful.

Don't leave me." "Leave you? I'm going to marry you.

I can't live without my smartphone, but I really geek on coding. It's not so much technology that I like, but puzzle solving.

Actually, you know what? You keep thinking I'm God's gift to women, angel. It's better for me if you believe I'm the best you can get.

You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Eva." he flattened me into the side of the car. I was pinned by six feet, two inches of violently aroused male.

If you crave something, I’ll be the one to give it to you. All of your needs, Eva, are mine to fulfill. Whatever it costs me.

Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn't before. I have a place now, with you.

I love you. Still not the right word, but i know you want to hear it.

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.

One day at a time. You rise, you eat, you bathe, and you talk to the few people you can tolerate while feeling so wretched. Over time, it hurts a little less. Then a little less. And so on...Until one morning, you will awake and realize the pain is only a memory. It will always be with you, but it will eventually lack the power to cripple you.

I couldn't imagine that I'd ever fall in love again like I had with Gideon. For better or worse, he was my soulmate. The other half of me. In many ways, he was my reflection.

I've told you before,” he said huskily. “I'll take you however I can get you.” “Whatever. Don't think I don't know you're topping from the bottom.” His mouth curved with unapologetic amusement.

He was the kind of guy that made a woman want to rip his shirt open and watch the buttons scatter along with her inhibitions.

I’m going out, remember?” I prodded. “And I’m going to drink too much, which makes me horny. Don’t forget to take your vitamins, ace.

I realized we'd pulled into a parking garage. We drove around two levels, pulled into a spot, then immediately pulled out again. Along with four other black Bentley SUVs. "What's going on?" I asked, as we headed back toward the exit with two Bentleys in front of us and two behind us. "Shell game," he said.

"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.

I love being with you. When we're not together, i wish we were

I don’t need anything else. I get out of bed every morning and face the world because you’re in it.” He turned the corner and pulled up in front of the Crossfire behind the Bentley. He killed the engine, released his seat belt, and took a deep breath. “Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn’t before. I have a place now, with you.