Top 100 R.S. Grey Quotes
#1. His cologne was practically hijacking my ovulation cycle and I had to fight the urge to let my face collapse onto his shirt and inhale.
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#2. Was that a personal call, Cammie?" he asked with a shrewd glance. I had a brief moment of panic before composing myself. "Yes. It was my gynecologist. He wanted to discuss my latest pap smear. Do you want to know how the cells on my cervix are doing?
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#3. You can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl.
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#4. Love will make you reckless. It can drag out parts of you that common sense and fear usually keep hidden away. Because love is selfless and selfish.
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#5. Yeah, but Dean and I were both hungry again by the time the restaurant closed. Don't you have guy friends? You should know that we require constant feeding.
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#6. Her eyes narrowed and I felt desire grip my cock like a warm hand. Those damn eyes. If they weren't slicing me in two, they were begging me closer, promising to devour me.
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#7. If only she and I could shut up for ten minutes, the sex would be the best of our lives. Angry. Hard. Fast. Not love. Not even close. War.
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#9. I tried out the standard blow-into-the-palm-of-your-hand to test my breath and yes, on a scale of one to ten, I could kill a small puppy with that wretchedness.
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#10. I don't possess the willpower for long-term grudges.
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#11. It was the feeling you get when you fall face first into bed after a long day. That's what being near Beck felt like.
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#12. That's like piss icing on the shit cake.
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#13. Our lips melted together as he kissed me. Hard. Aggressive. Impatient. If kisses could kill, ours would have.
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#14. I tossed myself back on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. I wanted to hate him. I wanted to call him a selfish cow and go on about how he'd led me on and forced me to fall for him, but the words felt hollow. He was
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#15. I watched girls stroll by our table, glancing at Erik with half hidden interest before scurrying off. I wanted to shout at them to move along. We get it. He's good-looking.
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#16. He bent down so I could hear him over the music. "What are you doing here?" he asked with a hard tone.
Okay. Not the best first line. Something like, you look beautiful, have my babies would have been a little bit better.
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#17. That's not surprising to hear. Your daughter is definitely in love with me, Mrs. Bryant. She hasn't told me yet, but she will soon.
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#18. Ignore the tall, dark, and handsome vibe. Book boyfriends exist for a reason.
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#19. Fiiiine, but don't forget to use protection... you don't want your computer getting a virus,
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#20. I knew it was loads easier to crumble under the weight of grief than it was to stand up with it on your back, but every day you carry it forward you get stronger and stronger, and eventually it doesn't feel as heavy as it once did.
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#21. I'd gone down to meet Erik so I could surrender, and I had. I'd laid down my sword and armor, and in return, he'd stabbed me square in the chest. It was an ambush.
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#22. We'd settled it with an old fashioned duel. (i.e, I sat on her until she begged for mercy).
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#23. I thought he jaunted around on yachts and baptized babies all day. Babies that would one day grow up to be swimsuit models, thanks to his touch.
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#24. sometimes the best way to get out of a slump is to get a good hump!" "Yes!
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#25. Oh good, apparently when you have sex with Brooklyn Heart, you leave with a fruit basket. What a lovely experience.
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#26. I'm borderline addicted to HGTV. It's not healthy.
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#27. He was the northern star. I had no choice but to become enveloped in his brightness and let it coax me toward him. Wanting him was an unconscious impulse, like taking my next breath.
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#28. No one has the capacity to judge the value of human life.
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#29. gone from Josephine to Cinderella. Except, while Cinderella had evil stepsisters and one fairy godmother, I had Martin and fifteen bitchy birds flitting around me.
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#30. I told you that in confidence."
She shrugged. "And then I told Molly and Rosie in confidence too. So now I'm confident we're all up to speed.
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#31. He didn't even know the effect those dimples had on my girly parts. One word: Ijustgotpregnant. Yeah, that's one word.
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#32. He leans forward and presses a kiss to my cheek. It's so romantic and soft. I want to capture it in a mason jar and preserve it for later.
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#33. The guy was sexy with a capital S-E-X-Y. Yes, that's right, all of his letters deserved to be capitalized.
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#34. He'd helped us build a garden in our backyard and I'd forced him to watch a season of The Bachelor with me. (" Why does he not just buy more roses?")
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#35. Adorably dysfunctional twenty-something seeks handsome veterinarian. Serious offers only.
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#36. Being alone with him was a bad idea, like playing around water when you can't swim.
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#37. I was supposed to be Nancy Drew, and instead I was Nancy Draw-the-blinds-and-put-it-in-me. Wait, what?
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#38. The morning after I'd dumped the Easy-Bake Oven on the guesthouse porch, I'd walked out of my front door and nearly tripped on the box on the way to my truck. She'd returned it with a butter knife sticking through the side, and despite myself, I smiled.
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#39. I feel like shit that has come to life, eaten some other shit, then shat out more shit.
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#40. I guess you need your privacy if you've got the Tinder Train rolling in every night.
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#41. How about I bring you a water and something else?" she insisted. "On me?"
What, like your vagina in a cup? Jesus.
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#42. Maybe it was the masks or maybe it was Rio. There was something in the air, the promise of pleasure that made it impossible to stop. "You're
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#43. Cue dream sequence of Liam running slowly on a beach carrying me in his arms. I love how he's strong enough to carry me with one arm while using the other arm to feed the seagulls. He's such an animal lover like that.
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#44. Who are you going swimming with?" Kinsley asked again.
"You're not supposed to end a sentence with a preposition," I replied.
"Stop changing the subject! With whom do you plan to swim?!
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#45. Because he's the love of my life. And he's my dog. Well,
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#46. When was the last time I'd had a relationship like that? I think I had shown that much affection to a Snicker's ice cream bar once, but it had been a tragically one-sided affair.
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#47. The scene we stepped into was straight out of 50 Shades of Grey - Geriatric Edition.
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#48. When I was with him, there were no consequences
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#49. I liked peanut butter. Peanut butter never got another woman pregnant. Peanut butter never made me cry. Nobody cared if you were photographed in a club with a jar of Jif.
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#50. I'm not playing around with you, Kinsley. I want to be with you," he whispered in my ear before releasing my arm. I stumbled into the hallway, trying to gather my wits.
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#51. I hope your plan involves a time machine so you can go back and kill baby Caroline - and baby Hitler too, I suppose, if there's time.
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#52. I looked back down at the pitiful play-oven. It looked like revenge, if any was to be had, would at best be served half cooked and chewy.
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#53. Can I say I'm a reformed bad boy without sounding like a tool?
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#54. His hard stare told me to pick my battles carefully. What he didn't realize was that maybe I'd been storing up past battles in my head for too long and soon all the battles were going to break through the surface and turn me into a maniac.
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#55. The weight of his words threatened to undo the tiny string that tied my heart together.
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#56. We have grand visions of our lives because we assume we are the center of the universe while in reality, the universe doesn't even realize we're there.
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#57. Is this your idea of a joke?" she whispered as Mr. Jenkins stood to begin that day's lesson. I pulled out my notebook and shook my head. "No joke. My plan is to win you back one physics problem at a time." Connor laughed. "Does this make me Jacob?
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#58. Drunk minds speak sober thoughts, right?
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#59. Cheat on me once, shame on him. Cheat on me twice... what the actual fuck is going on?
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#60. I came for you. I love you, Beck. I needed you to follow your dreams so that I could follow mine alongside you.
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#61. If the Sons of Anarchy were based in California, the Grandpas of Anarchy must've headed north to Seattle.
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#62. His hand had been resting two inches above my shorts. Which is about five inches above my vagina. So... yeah, he was basically touching my vagina.
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#64. The morning light played up his hazel eyes and for a moment I was caught in his allure. The dark brows, the dark hair, the tan skin. A weaker woman would have thrown herself at him a long time ago.
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#65. Thank you, Josh. Thank you for ruining my capacity to trust so that any guy that comes after you will automatically have the cards stacked against him.
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#66. Does the ending even matter? Shouldn't the middle be the happy part? It's the biggest chunk of our life, and yet no one ever asks if two people had a happy middle. They care too much about the ending.
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#67. I like a girl with baggage, Abby Mae. Keeps things interesting." His comment was too much; it stripped away my normal sarcastic responses. I was left with nothing but the bag in my hand, so I tossed it at him.
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#68. In a black and white world, Chase and I would never end up together - our mothers had ensured that - but in that small bathroom, under the harsh fluorescent lights, we dragged each other deeper into the gray - the messy, guilt-ridden space that sat between right and wrong.
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#69. Connor perked up like a dog begging for a bone. "Does the almighty Chase Matthews want to be an Edward to her Bella?
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#70. When she smiled, the world smiled with her, and more than once, I found myself wishing I was the man she deserved to be with, the one she had come to Italy to find.
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#71. Kinsley Grace Bryant, you crazy beautiful loon, marry me so we can make hundreds of little soccer prodigies.
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#72. Little did they know I wasn't above backing over nasty reporters. Spoiler: the rest of this story takes place from a jail cell.
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#73. She was probably used to testing her maturity and newfound confidence around hesitant boys closer to her age, but the lesson to be learned was that unlike boys who are intimidated by feminine boldness, men like me are inflamed by it.
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#74. He seemed like the type that kept people at arm's length, maybe out of arrogance or maybe from personal choice- either way, I wanted to know him so that those eyes were narrowed and focused solely on me.
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#76. Brie wasn't a woman that would try to fit whatever ideal mold I thought I had for a partner; she was a woman that shattered the mold and made me feel the excitement of young love again - the kind of love where you never know what to expect next and you can't wait to find out.
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#77. So now we just need to figure out what the hell people wear in Montana." "Brokeback-chic?" I offered.
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#79. My eyes swept down to his soft black t-shirt that read: "don't do school, eat your drugs, stay in vegetables".
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#80. Dude! If you scream in my ear again I will punch you in the uterus.
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#81. Dirt is chaos, gritty, full of bugs and decay, but from that dirt comes such immense beauty. Roses, tulips, tomatoes, peonies, raspberries, oranges, magnolias...and even me.
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#82. The last thing I needed was for a horde of Justin Bieber fans to take over my Twitter feed with death threats.
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#84. You'll never get anywhere by staying in your comfort zone!!
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#85. I know what it means to value the person you're with.
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#86. My appearance was cringe-worthy. If I asked the mirror who it considered to be the fairest of them all, it'd reply with, "Damn girl, it ain't you. You're a hot mess.
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#87. I had tears streaking down my cheeks and everyone was subtly getting the hell out of my way, pulling their children away from me like I was deranged. I'm not going to attack your kid just because I'm crying. Jeez.
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#88. If only we actually were in Harry Potter. I'd totally Crucio her ass. Yeah, that's right, I'd use one of the Unforgivable Curses. Come at me, Ministry of Magic.
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#89. But who was I to deny my mom her thrills in life: keeping me alive, and now apparently making sure my food was flavorful.
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#90. The fact is, I was given a heart. I was given this gift of life that few receive and I had to decide how I wanted to use it. Not how others deem noble.
So I finally stripped away the fear and anxiety, and suddenly life become crystal clear.
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#91. You've been back from Vegas for a week and you've uttered like four words since then."
I furrowed my brows. "Not true."
"Asking Siri to play James Blunt doesn't count.
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#92. they taught me that there was value in trying to fix something even when everyone else has given up.
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#93. got that dark, second-day stubble that gives him just the right amount of ruggedness. He looks like a perfect combination of a New York intellectual and a sexy Bear Grylls.
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#94. This is the life," I said, glimpsing the dark shadows of the night through the tent.
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#95. If they wanted to slap my photo onto cereal boxes? Perfect. Leotards? Makes sense. Tampons? Sure, I'd go with the flow. (Ha.)
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#96. No, I assure you. I have yet to have a relationship in real life, but I've read lots of Cosmo and I used to take a ton of those quizzes about love." "Wow... that's really reassuring. NOT.
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#97. So you're a stalker?" I asked with a hard stare.
He smirked, a knees-turning-to jelly kind of smirk. "I prefer gravitationally linked to your presence.
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#98. Does your cockiness have a dimmer switch or is it always set to 'high'?
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#99. Why the hell was the nun dancing onstage?"
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#100. we end up stronger architects in the end. Like Spartan warriors.
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