Pretty Broken Doll Quotes

“It’s just him and me, two broken people with nothing in common who somehow make each other whole.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“Now that we’re…whatever we are, I want to spoil him. Share all of his firsts, all of his onlys. I want them all to belong to me.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“Maybe separating feelings from Shilo was never an option to begin with.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“Slow down, baby doll. Nice and slow.” God, when he calls me that…”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“Ouch,” he yelps, jerking forward before glaring over his shoulder. “You just spanked me!” “Mm, I did. And I’m going to do it again. Bad boys get spanked, doll.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“it’s clear he’s never used one of these before, and it sends something incredibly possessive through me. Of being the first person he tries it with, showing him how to put it in and make himself feel good. Fuck, it’s powerful. Too powerful.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“God, I want to corrupt you. Take that innocent light in your eyes and turn it dark. I’m going to hell.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“Everything about this is wrong. I’m his boss, sixteen years older, and my brother is dating his sister. He’s young and inexperienced. There are so many red flags being raised, but fuck if I can bring myself to say no. Because I’m a selfish bastard,”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“I push off the door in an instant, reaching down to cup his face between my palms. “Shilo, listen to me. What happened between us back in August was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened as it did, and I’m sorry if my actions made you feel anything less than the gorgeous boy you are.” There. I said it. It’s done. So why is the guilt still eating me alive? And why does he still look so broken?”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“Tina grips the railing, eyes blazing. “What happened? Did someone hurt you? Was it at one of the clubs here in Seattle? We’re not afraid to hunt down a motherfucker if we have to.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“was so very, very wrong. It was me. I’m the one who broke the doll.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“The conference room doors open, and a flash of purple hair catches my eye. As I lift my head, all the blood drains from my face. And rushes to my fucking dick. Because the Uber driver from months ago—the one who’s been haunting my subconscious—has just walked into my conference room like a waking nightmare.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“That was, uh...fast.” “That’s so embarrassing,” he groans, still panting as he buries his face in my chest. The sudden urge to wrap myself around him is overwhelming, to hold him close, but I quickly take a step back instead. I don’t cuddle. Ever.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“Damn, doll.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“I mean...kind of a sketchy place for someone dressed as nice as you.”  “Sketchy places are good for sketchy activities.”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll

“There is a crack, a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in." – Leonard Cohen”
― Bree Wiley, Pretty Broken Doll