“Freedom’s an illusion. We all live in prisons of our own making.”
―
Skye Warren,
Hear Me
“He didn't use me like an object, because a thing didn't need to be mastered. He didn't use me like a slave, because a slave didn't need to feel wanted. He used me like a woman, hungry and desperate.” ― Skye Warren, Hear Me
“You're so fucking full of virtue that I can't even breathe.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“You want this as much as I do'My breath left me for a minute.'You're delusional' I forced out.'You're telling yourself that so you feel better about what you're doing''Who the hell else are you going to let touch you now?'.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“I was a caterpillar, my many limbs held tight to my body, wrapped up in a cocoon. He paved the way, eased me from a small and ugly life to a beautiful one. The transition had been painful at times, but never more than it would be to leave him. But that was the path of a butterfly-to fly away from the one who had made her.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“You're mine. I caught you, and I'm not giving you back.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“No, you can't do anything to me, not a goddamn thing. You think you're clever, huh? You want me to open up to you, and then what? Maybe I'll fall in love with you? Maybe I'll let you go? Not gonna happen. You're mine. I caught you, and I'm not giving you back.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“The hardest part isn’t dying; it’s surviving.” ― Skye Warren, The Castle
“He's wrong for me. Dangerous. Desire doesn't ask questions. Neither does love.” ― Skye Warren, Love the Way You Lie
“I was reborn in that moment, burst into flames like a phoenix and floating in pieces to the ground. There was scorching pain and hope for a future unknown.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“He was my ship in a tempestuous sea. I was the talisman he kissed before a storm.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“Stories are powerful." They're life and death. They're survival.” ― Skye Warren, Love the Way You Lie
“Except what remains of the woman that she had been? If you have to change to be loved, then how much is that love worth?” ― Skye Warren, The Pawn
“That’s the thing about a knight whose armor shines, though. It’s never been in battle.” ― Skye Warren, The Knight
“love is a bitch.” I understand more than I want to. People act like love is a gift, but it’s not. It’s theft. It’s a goddamn tragedy.” ― Skye Warren, Pretty When You Cry
“There was a strange but addictive magic to sex. It tied a thin string from his soul to mine with every joining, and I wondered how many times it would take before we were inseparable.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“That's a good girl." He leaned down, whispering into my ear. "I'm sorry about this. I really am. You’re too good.” ― Skye Warren
“I wanted to touch you since I first saw you walk onto the stage. Whether I have to pay or not, whether you return the favor or not, I don’t give a fuck. I’m going to finger this pretty cunt until you gush all over my hand. I’m going to keep going until you’re slick with it, until my jeans are damp with you, until the scent of your sex is in the air.” ― Skye Warren, Love the Way You Lie
“How am I supposed to be interested in boys who are dancing in clubs, when this man has kissed me? How can I be satisfied with warmth when I know how it feels to burn?” ― Skye Warren, Overture
“He didn't use me like an object, because a thing didn't need to be mastered. He didn't use me like a slave, because a slave didn't need to feel wanted. He used me like a woman, hungry and desperate.” ― Skye Warren, Hear Me
“You're so fucking full of virtue that I can't even breathe.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“You want this as much as I do'My breath left me for a minute.'You're delusional' I forced out.'You're telling yourself that so you feel better about what you're doing''Who the hell else are you going to let touch you now?'.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“I was a caterpillar, my many limbs held tight to my body, wrapped up in a cocoon. He paved the way, eased me from a small and ugly life to a beautiful one. The transition had been painful at times, but never more than it would be to leave him. But that was the path of a butterfly-to fly away from the one who had made her.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“You're mine. I caught you, and I'm not giving you back.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“No, you can't do anything to me, not a goddamn thing. You think you're clever, huh? You want me to open up to you, and then what? Maybe I'll fall in love with you? Maybe I'll let you go? Not gonna happen. You're mine. I caught you, and I'm not giving you back.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“The hardest part isn’t dying; it’s surviving.” ― Skye Warren, The Castle
“He's wrong for me. Dangerous. Desire doesn't ask questions. Neither does love.” ― Skye Warren, Love the Way You Lie
“I was reborn in that moment, burst into flames like a phoenix and floating in pieces to the ground. There was scorching pain and hope for a future unknown.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“He was my ship in a tempestuous sea. I was the talisman he kissed before a storm.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“Stories are powerful." They're life and death. They're survival.” ― Skye Warren, Love the Way You Lie
“Except what remains of the woman that she had been? If you have to change to be loved, then how much is that love worth?” ― Skye Warren, The Pawn
“That’s the thing about a knight whose armor shines, though. It’s never been in battle.” ― Skye Warren, The Knight
“love is a bitch.” I understand more than I want to. People act like love is a gift, but it’s not. It’s theft. It’s a goddamn tragedy.” ― Skye Warren, Pretty When You Cry
“There was a strange but addictive magic to sex. It tied a thin string from his soul to mine with every joining, and I wondered how many times it would take before we were inseparable.” ― Skye Warren, Wanderlust
“That's a good girl." He leaned down, whispering into my ear. "I'm sorry about this. I really am. You’re too good.” ― Skye Warren
“I wanted to touch you since I first saw you walk onto the stage. Whether I have to pay or not, whether you return the favor or not, I don’t give a fuck. I’m going to finger this pretty cunt until you gush all over my hand. I’m going to keep going until you’re slick with it, until my jeans are damp with you, until the scent of your sex is in the air.” ― Skye Warren, Love the Way You Lie
“How am I supposed to be interested in boys who are dancing in clubs, when this man has kissed me? How can I be satisfied with warmth when I know how it feels to burn?” ― Skye Warren, Overture
