Sylvia Day Professions : Writer Born : March 11, 1973 Browse All Authors Top 198 quotes by Sylvia Day Day One of my life was the day I met you. Sylvia Day gideon-cross mets I look at you, angel, and I want you so badly. I want to be with you, listen to you, talk to you. I want to hear you laugh and hold you when you cry. I want to sit next to you, breathe the same air, share the same life. I want to wake up to you like this every day forever. I want you. Sylvia Day angel air laughing Angel, a crowd of millions couldn’t hide you from me. I found you once. I’ll always find you. Sylvia Day found-you crowds angel You’re my wife, Eva. I don’t care if anyone else knows it or not, I know it. And I want to come home to you, have coffee in the morning with you, zip up the back of your dresses, and unzip them at night. Sylvia Day coffee home morning I’m going out, remember?” I prodded. “And I’m going to drink too much, which makes me horny. Don’t forget to take your vitamins, ace. Sylvia Day horny going-out too-much I didn't know I was looking for anything until I saw you. Sylvia Day saws knows I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If i can have that, nothing else matters. Sylvia Day bed matter want People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva. Sylvia Day lost people moving You forget who submits, Eva,” he said gruffly. “I’ve given up control for you. I’ve bent and adjusted for you. I’ll do anything to keep you and make you happy. But I can’t be tamed or topped. Don’t mistake indulgence for weakness. Sylvia Day weakness mistake forget You’re the greatest risk I’ve ever taken.” His pressed his lips gently to mine. “And the greatest reward. Sylvia Day rewards risk taken I know it's not fair to ask you to be with me when we can't even sleep in the same bed, but I'll love you better than anyone else could. I'll take care of you and make you happy. I know I can. Sylvia Day bed love-you sleep I'm losing my mind without you.” His lips were gliding down my neck, his tongue stroking over my racing pulse. He sucked on my skin and pleasure radiated through me. “I can’t think. I can’t work or sleep. My body aches for you. I can make you want me again. Let me try. Sylvia Day racing sleep thinking Sometimes love's not enough. And if it's not enough, what good is it ? Sylvia Day sometimes-love enough sometimes You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Eva. Sylvia Day few-words ends thinking If souls could be mated with wishes, ours would be inextricably entwined. Sylvia Day soul would-be wish What is it with you, sex, and modes of transportation? Sylvia Day transportation sex Dark and Dangerous. And all mine. Sylvia Day mines dangerous dark I'm an animal with you," he murmured. "I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us. Sylvia Day separation want animal It's probably best for me to work off some energy before I get you naked. I'm sure you'd like to be able to walk tomorrow. Sylvia Day naked able energy We were together because we were addicted to each other. I was never as intoxicated as I was when we were happy together, and I knew it was the same for him. We were putting ourselves through the wringer for those moments of perfection between us, but they were so tenuous that only our stubbornness, determination and love kept us fighting for them. Sylvia Day fighting determination perfection Similar Authors Ihab Hassan writer Ingmar Bergman writer Isabella Bird writer Ivan E. Coyote writer Al Feldstein writer Bert Sugar writer All Authors
