No Way Out Quotes

“This man, who knew me exactly for who I was, had seen my darkest parts as well as my light and thought both were equally beautiful.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“This man saw me at my darkest and worst, at my most vile and vulnerable. Instead of asking how he could save me, he asked if I needed saving at all. I didn't, but I did want him there for it.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“This man saw me at my darkest and worst, at my most vile and vulnerable. Instead of asking how he could save me, he asked if I needed saving at all. I didn't, but I did want him there of it.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“Her eyes were moonless, darker than I'd ever noticed them to be, and when she leaned into the ray of moonlight, I could see the evil embedded deep into her soul. She'd always been this way. She was henbane, beautiful but foul in every sense of the word; the closer you got, the more evident it became as its stench invaded your senses. She was wretched, toxic in the worst way possible, but stunningly beautiful from a distance. I should have left her at that distance, because someone like her was never meant for someone like me. I looked up at Dr. Harkins through my blurred, teary vision. He was looking at her like she was the entire universe, like she was his whole reason for breathing.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“Our perfect match was confirmed with a dual obsession for the strange and unusual.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“By seventeen, I had written a book on how to kill someone and get away with it using only plants.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and I’ve been waiting for too long to tell you that.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“I wish you could see how pretty you look, your cunt stretched open for me like this.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“She was henbane, beautiful but foul in every sense of the word; the closer you got, the more evident it became as its stench invaded your senses. She was wretched, toxic in the worst way possible, but stunningly beautiful from a distance.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“Our little darkling is lost in this big maze. Let’s show her how well the corn keeps the screams from escaping,”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“Next time, I’ll have you over my cock, stretching out that pretty cunt of yours.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“I want to see you scurry through this labyrinth like the rest of them. I want you to beg me to release you.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“Look at you. Pretty little darkling, all alone in this big, empty corn maze.” He was using a voice changer.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“You are the altar, not the sacrifice.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“Why aren’t you wearing panties?” he growled. Still chewing on my bottom lip, I finally gave it a rest to answer his question. “I was hoping I’d trip and maybe fall on a dildo or two on the way here.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“This man saw me at my darkest and worst, at my most vile and vulnerable. Instead of asking how he could save me, he asked if I needed saving at all.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“I don’t know—sometimes, a girl needs to know how to off a man in an untraceable way. I still didn’t see the issue there.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“Rural Ohio. Yup. The corn maze was a joke of a holiday event, because regardless of whether it was Halloween, it would probably still exist. This entire state was a fucking corn maze, plus Cedar Point. Corn mazes and Cedar Point. The only good thing about this place was that when winter came, you could leave your beer outside to keep it cold.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“By seventeen, I had written a book on how to kill someone and get away with it using only plants. The Nile publishing services still banned it after a week—something about its “dangerous potential”. I don’t know—sometimes, a girl needs to know how to off a man in an untraceable way. I still didn’t see the issue there.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out

“I’m happy to take any students held against their will back to their dorms,” he said with a straight face.”
― Santana Knox, No Way Out