Top 100 R.s. Grey Quotes
#1. I like this dirty Chase, this crude and irreverent man. I want to go where he's taking me. I need to be dragged down to where he is so we can build ourselves back up, together, stronger.
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#2. The weight of his words threatened to undo the tiny string that tied my heart together.
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#3. 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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#4. Sometimes, dear Jaynie, you have to work with what you're given in this life.
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#5. Can I say I'm a reformed bad boy without sounding like a tool?
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#6. 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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#7. 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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#8. 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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#9. 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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#10. When I was with him, there were no consequences
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#11. The scene we stepped into was straight out of 50 Shades of Grey - Geriatric Edition.
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#12. 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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#13. Because he's the love of my life. And he's my dog. Well,
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#14. 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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#15. 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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#16. 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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#17. 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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#18. 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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#19. I guess you need your privacy if you've got the Tinder Train rolling in every night.
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#20. He offered me his free hand, clear blue eyes sparkling. "Come on ... let's go find ourselves the perfect tree."
I took his hand and leaned into his shoulder. Didn't he know I'd go anywhere with him?
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#21. I feel like shit that has come to life, eaten some other shit, then shat out more shit.
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#22. As we held tightly to one another, like two lost ships on a sea of confusion, I breathed in the guy I've grown to care for so very much.
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#23. Much like the Harbour Falls Mystery itself, the man at the center was a puzzle. And I longed to solve him piece by piece.
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#24. Chase and I are in this for the long haul. I've stood before him and he's stood before me. And this is what it's all come down to: Chase Gartner is my future, my forever. And I, I am his.
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#25. 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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#26. Most of today's promises are nothing but tomorrow's lies.
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#27. 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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#28. We both still, lips touching, breaths shared. This is what we are, two broken people who when connected are made whole, made right. I feel this everywhere, my body, my heart, my soul.
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#29. 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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#30. Kinsley Grace Bryant, you crazy beautiful loon, marry me so we can make hundreds of little soccer prodigies.
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#31. Was I willing to glue on a vijay toupee for him?
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#32. 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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#33. 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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#34. Hi,' Kay says all shy-like, as if she's suddenly not sure if she should be here. To me, she looks like she's belonged here all along.
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#35. 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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#36. 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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#37. 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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#38. 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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#39. 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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#40. The man's father runs the program for 30 years, steps down, and within a day his son's got the job? What is this, North Korea?
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#41. 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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#43. Why should I care about keeping my life on a perfectly straight course when it kept throwing wild curves at me?
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#44. 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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#45. If the Sons of Anarchy were based in California, the Grandpas of Anarchy must've headed north to Seattle.
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#46. 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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#47. If Chase's wings are broken, then mine are shattered.
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#48. Cheat on me once, shame on him. Cheat on me twice... what the actual fuck is going on?
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#49. Drunk minds speak sober thoughts, right?
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#50. 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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#52. 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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#53. Kay is a sandcastle on the beach, and I'm a fucking hurricane. I'd not only wash her away, I'd fucking destroy her.
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#54. 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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#55. 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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#56. 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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#57. Our lips melted together as he kissed me. Hard. Aggressive. Impatient. If kisses could kill, ours would have.
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#58. That's like piss icing on the shit cake.
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#59. 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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#60. He kisses me hard, tells me between frenzied kisses, 'You feel so good, beautiful, beautiful, sweet girl. Feel how much I want you.' He circles his hips against mine. 'I want you like this all the fucking time.
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#61. I don't possess the willpower for long-term grudges.
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#62. Nothing." That word held so much power: the power to deny someone your true feelings in a moment of vulnerability.
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#63. 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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#64. Tell me, Chase. Tell me what I think I already know. Tell me what you're feeling. I feel it too, I do.' My slaughtered heart stitches back together, more solid than ever. 'I love you,' I whisper. 'I love you so fucking much.
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#65. 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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#66. They left no books , Memorial to their lonely thought In grey parishes: rather they wrote On men's hearts and in the minds Of young children sublime words Too soon forgotten. God in his time Or out of time will correct this.
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#67. 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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#68. 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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#69. 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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#70. She was no maid; if she could look on the grey wall's scenes of slaughter, why should she avert her eyes from the sight of men and women giving pleasure to one another?
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#71. You can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl.
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#72. As I stand before you, judge me not.
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#73. Black Wind was Asha's longship. He had not seen his sister in ten years, but that much he knew of her. Odd that she would call it that, when Robb Stark had a wolf named Grey Wind. "Stark is grey and Greyjoy's black," he murmured, smiling, "but it seems we're both windy.
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#74. 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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#75. I knew the things happening in my life would eventually define my future, and I guess I hoped no matter what occurred those things wouldn't ultimately define me.
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#76. No one has the capacity to judge the value of human life.
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#77. Being alone with him was a bad idea, like playing around water when you can't swim.
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#78. Adorably dysfunctional twenty-something seeks handsome veterinarian. Serious offers only.
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#79. Stand by the grey stone when the thrush knocks, and the setting sun with the last light of Durin's Day will shine upon the key-hole.
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#80. 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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#81. My tats were but temporal attempts to heal my soul, as my heart remained an open wound.
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#82. 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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#83. For Chase, I accept dares, I'm learning to take chances. He makes me feel unafraid.
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#84. 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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#85. 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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#86. 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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#87. 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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#89. 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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#90. 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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#91. My night was fine too," I volunteered. "Thanks for asking. I went to a strip club and then I robbed a bank with a bunch of strippers. We didn't take much, since y'know strippers don't tend to have many pockets.
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#92. I'm borderline addicted to HGTV. It's not healthy.
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#93. Oh good, apparently when you have sex with Brooklyn Heart, you leave with a fruit basket. What a lovely experience.
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#94. sometimes the best way to get out of a slump is to get a good hump!" "Yes!
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#95. 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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#96. We'd settled it with an old fashioned duel. (i.e, I sat on her until she begged for mercy).
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#97. 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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#98. 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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#99. Fiiiine, but don't forget to use protection... you don't want your computer getting a virus,
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#100. Ignore the tall, dark, and handsome vibe. Book boyfriends exist for a reason.
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