Cara Dee > Quotes

“Gun or no gun.”
― Cara Dee, Aftermath

“To hell and back with you.”
― Cara Dee, Aftermath

“Books were a healthy drug. They could sweep me away from storms, make me forget bruises, and soothe any emotional ache, if only for a moment.”
― Cara Dee, Home

“They're not gay people. They're people. It's pretty darn simple.”
― Cara Dee, Aftermath

“Standing by and doing nothing while humanity becomes uglier isn't for me.”
― Cara Dee, Home

“I know I'm not normal, but I'm not fucking stupid.”
― Cara Dee, Aftermath

“Maybe it takes a fighter to recognize a runner. Maybe I’ve just been in the game long enough. If you’re reading this, you’re on the road somewhere, and you’ve decided there’s something you have to go through alone.”
― Cara Dee, Deserted

“I know I'm not normal, but I'm not fucking stupid."

"Define normal," Austin countered quietly, meeting Cam in the doorway. "And for not being normal, you're the only person in the world who makes sense right now. What does that say about me?”
― Cara Dee, Aftermath

“Scars are like book covers. They hint at a story. We know the story is there, but we are the authors, and we tell it.”
― Cara Dee, Their Boy

“I dislike humans in general, but I couldn't not do anything.”
― Cara Dee, Home

“Your loved ones can sympathize but never relate.”
― Cara Dee, Deserted

“Anger was easy. Anger could be masked as strength.”
― Cara Dee, Outcome

“I'd accomplished something today, and I was proud for about five minutes. I was smiling to myself, despite my life being in shambles. I did this. Most of the interior needed either a good polish or a paint job, but it was clean. I did this. …and Lissa does it every single day. The pride faded, and the internal chanting of a reminder saying even the smallest accomplishment was a victory for a depressed person couldn’t restore my good, albeit brief, mood. Every damn day, my wife made sure there was food on the table, that the kids had clothes, and that the house looked nice. Additionally, she took care of me. What did I do?”
― Cara Dee, When Forever Ended

“Memories were cunty. They could change my mood in a second.”
― Cara Dee, Noah

“The sound… The sound of Gray laughing was something else. Youthful, carefree peals of laughter, head tilted back, and eyes glistening. Darius swallowed hard and tried to compose himself. One thing was clear. Life looked a lot less bleak when Gray Nolan laughed.”
― Cara Dee, Stranded

“Books were a healthy drug. They could sweep me away from storms, make me forget bruises, and soothe any emotional ache, if only for a moment. History was full of fascinating tales of guts and glory, each one a vacation I could afford.”
― Cara Dee, Home

“You’ve been to hell and back, and the ink isn’t about hiding from it. It’s about choice. You choose when to reveal whatever you feel insecure or vulnerable about. You’ve taken back that control.”
― Cara Dee, Their Boy

“You gotta consider what I’m into. Family-oriented men, preferably older, who are masculine and assertive but wanna hand over control in the bedroom while still topping. Seriously.”
― Cara Dee, The Guy in the Window

“could've understood wanting Cam as a security blanket after everything they'd been through, but that wasn’t it. Austin fucked the man under him harder and faster, not because it provided comfort, but because he fucking loved him. He didn’t know if he'd fallen completely; he didn’t feel like reading into it anyway, but he finally knew where he was headed—where this was headed. "Let me make you come." He kissed Cam 'til they were both breathless. Austin was on the brink of orgasm, too. "Christ." He sucked on Cam's bottom lip as his balls drew up and tightened, as the familiar tingling sensation traveled down his spine, and as he buried his cock deep in Cam's ass over and over and over. "Close," Cam gritted”
― Cara Dee, Aftermath

“Darius wouldn’t break the gaze. Urgency joined the frustration, and he quit thinking. He leaned in, closed his eyes, and ghosted his mouth over Gray’s. Two, three brushes of their lips, followed by the slightest amount of pressure.”
― Cara Dee, Stranded

“The only difference between a woman and a terrorist is that you can negotiate with the terrorist, but we love you anyway.”
― Cara Dee, Stranded

“you’re not there. You become an object.” Cargo. A shipment. “You lose your voice. Nothing you say matters. You don’t exist. You’re not worth anything. You’re alone.”
― Cara Dee, Deserted

“never in the way, and until you trust us fully, it’s never a bad time to ask anything. Okay?” Jayden nodded hesitantly and chewed on his bottom lip. “Okay.” “Okay.” Gray leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to the side of Jayden’s head. It made the boy quirk a strange grin, and his cheeks turned pink.”
― Cara Dee, Deserted

“Trauma can’t be fixed overnight, and you can’t escape it.”
― Cara Dee, Deserted

“I had a hamster or a gerbil or something when I was a kid. Then I forgot about it." He waited for the familiar pang that usually came with childhood memories, but it wasn’t there. Interesting. "I think my mom released it." Still no pang. "My mom sometimes forgets my dad at the store." Cam shrugged. Remy cracked up. "Does she ever release him into the wild?”
― Cara Dee, Outcome

“A previous sub once blamed me because she had to
throw out her mascara and buy a waterproof one. Tears are granted. Tears for all reasons.”
― Cara Dee, Twice the Touch

“I've also been chased by a swan over by the pond one time. That's why I don't go there anymore.”
― Cara Dee, Public Display of Everything

“Even though abuse is abuse, there’s some abuse that’s worse, and I believe it’s neglect. Being forgotten, ignored, cast aside. That’s what makes you feel worthless.”
― Cara Dee, Deserted

“I fantasize about him taking me relentlessly, claiming me in brutal ways.”
― Cara Dee, Touch to Surrender

“If Evangeline is my kitten, does that make you my puppy?”
― Cara Dee, Twice the Touch