Jessica > Jessica's Quotes

“Laters, baby.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Remember, darkness does not always equate to evil, just as light does not always bring good.”
― P.C. Cast, Betrayed

“If you have good friends, no matter how much life is sucking , they can make you laugh.”
― P.C. Cast Kristin Cast

“That man is such a damn turd monkey."
"Grandma!" I said.
"Oh, Zoeybird, did I just call your mother's husband a damn turd monkey out loud?"
"Yes, Grandma, you did."
She looked at me, her dark eyes sparkling. "Good.”
― P.C. Cast

“Actually, since I'm gay I think I should count for two guys instead of just one. I mean, in me you get the male point of view and you don't have to worry about me wanting to touch your boobies.”
― P.C. Cast, Marked

“Does this mean you’re going to make love to me tonight, Christian?” Holy shit. Did I just say that? His mouth drops open slightly, but he recovers quickly.
“No, Anastasia it doesn’t. Firstly, I don’t make love. I fuck… hard. Secondly, there’s a lot more paperwork to do, and thirdly, you don’t yet know what you’re in for. You could still run for the hills. Come, I want to show you my playroom.”
My mouth drops open. Fuck hard! Holy shit, that sounds so… hot. But why are we looking at a playroom? I am mystified.
“You want to play on your Xbox?” I ask. He laughs, loudly.
“No, Anastasia, no Xbox, no Playstation. Come.”… Producing a key from his pocket, he unlocks yet another door and takes a deep breath.
“You can leave anytime. The helicopter is on stand-by to take you whenever you want to go, you can stay the night and go home in the morning. It’s fine whatever you decide.”
“Just open the damn door, Christian.”
He opens the door and stands back to let me in. I gaze at him once more. I so want to know what’s in here. Taking a deep breath I walk in.
And it feels like I’ve time-traveled back to the sixteenth century and the Spanish Inquisition.
Holy fuck.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“He grabs me suddenly and yanks me up against him, one hand at my back holding me to him and the other fisting in my hair.
"You're one challenging woman," He kisses me, forcing my lips apart with his tongue, taking no prisoners.
"It's taking all my self-control not to fuck you on the hood of this car, just to show you that you're mine, and if I want to buy you a fucking car, I'll buy you a fucking car," he growls.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“I am going to have coffee with Christian Grey... and I hate coffee.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“His head turns fractionally toward me, his eyes darkest slate. I bite my lip.
“Oh, fuck the paperwork,” he growls. He lunges at me, pushing me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he’s got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he’s pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy shit. His other hand grabs my ponytail and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine. It’s only just not painful. I moan into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. He takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring my mouth. I have never been kissed like this.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Men aren't really complicated, Ana, honey. They are very simple, literal creatures. They usually mean what they say. And we spend hours trying to analyze what they've said - when really it's obvious. If I were you, I'd take him literally. That might help.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“I'd like to bite that lip.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“I want you sore, baby,” he murmurs, and he continues his sweet, leisurely torment, backward, forward. “Every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I’ve been here. Only me. You are mine.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Oh, fuck the paperwork”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“I've kissed a prince, Mom. I hope it doesn't turn into a frog.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“I hate fighting with you,” he whispers.
“Well, stop being such an arse.”
He chuckles and the captivating sound reverberates through his chest. He tightens his hold on me. “Arse?”
“Ass.”
“I prefer arse.”
“You should. It suits you.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades Freed

“He's naked except for those soft ripped jeans, top button casually undone. Jeez, he looks so freaking hot. My subconscious is frantically fanning herself, and my inner goddess is swaying and writhing to some primal carnal rhythm.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Why don't you like to be touched" Ana whispered, staring up into soft grey eyes.
"Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Never trust a man who can dance.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“What is it about elevators?”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Don't get your panties in such a twist... and give me back mine.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“We aim to please Miss Steele”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“You have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find your prince”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“Sometimes I wonder if there's something wrong with me. Perhaps I've spent too long in the company of my literary romantic heroes, and consequently my ideals and expectations are far too high.”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“- "Why don't you like to be touched?"
- "Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

“As a girl, I used to believe that I could see and taste the air. I was TOLD that was impossible and forgot how to do so.”
― Silver RavenWolf, A Witch's Notebook: Lessons in Witchcraft

“Even a God finds it hard to love and be wise at the same time.”
― Tina Smith, Forbidden: Discover the Legend

“I am so happy that I made someone cry today - don't worry I'm a writer. It's when they make me cry that it's a problem.”
― Tina Smith

“The moment the door opened I knew an ass-kicking was inevitable. Whether I'd be giving it or receiving it was still a bit of a mystery.”
― Rachel Vincent, Stray

“The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Save

“If I love you more than you love me, I’m as good as dead. Yet I can’t make myself take it back. I can’t just walk away from you, because every time you pass by me without smiling, without touching my hand, or at least making eye contact, it feels like I’m dying inside.”
― Rachel Vincent, Shift