417 Quotes by Sylvia Day

Did we choose love, or did we choose ourselves?

Contentment and Happiness didn't exist in my life for more than a few moments at a time, and they were really only illusionary.

There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.

My choices were either too much alcohol or a whirl with my vibrator, and I was damned if I’d have a battery-provided orgasm starring Dark and Dangerous.

I love you", he murmured, his fingertips brushing my tears. "Do you feel it?" "Yes.

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.

Why? Why would you do that?”"You have your way of dealing with jealousy and I have mine.

—Yo evito especular sobre el pasado. La vida es como es. Intentar sacar lo mejor de ella ya resulta bastante difícil, no tiene sentido malgastar energías lamentando algo que no se puede cambiar.

Why even call it a fuck? Why not be clear and call it a seminal emission in a preapproved orifice?