Quotes by Callie Hart

I want to make you happy, Sloane. I want to keep you safe. This life isn’t what you deserve.

He had the face of an angel, the body of a god, and a mouth that could make the devil blush.

Now, I’ve realized there are more frightening things than simply ceasing to be. Living, for example. Continuing to breathe, even though it feels like your heart is shattered into a million pieces and you can’t possibly go on another moment. Continuing to feel, even when your nerve endings are so frayed and overloaded from pain inflicted by others. Continuing to hope, despite the odds of rescue growing smaller and smaller each day.

Don’t you dare let me go. Loving you is the only thing that makes any sense right now.

Oh, the irony’s so bittersweet, I feel like I’m choking on it.

He jerks my head back, still inside me, still filling me with himself, and bites at my neck. He’s not careful about it. I’m definitely gonna be left with a mark. Right now, I could care less, though. I want him to mark me. I want him to make me his. I know with a hollow, terrifying certainty that I’m never going to want to be anyone else’s ever again.

When you’re with me, you’re not vulnerable. When you’re with me, you are safe. When you’re with me, you will never be alone. And as for your heart, Sera. I’ll make sure it’s beating too fast for you to ever feel it ache again.

You will never need to spend the night in a cell on my account, Sloane. Never. I’ll die before I let that happen.

I feel like a kid in a playground, and her body is my own personal ride.

My heart. I wrap my heart around him as I cling on for dear life. He kisses me, his lips finding mine, and I don’t need to breathe anymore. His mouth on mine is all I need. His hands holding me tight is all I need. Just him. He is everything.