King Quotes

“Stop being alive, and start living.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Because when it comes to me and mine, I am the judge. I am the jury. And if need be, I am the motherfucking executioner.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“I found myself again in the most unlikely place. I’d found myself again in the haunted eyes of a girl who was just as lost as I was. Or maybe, we didn’t find each other at all. Maybe, we just decided to be lost together.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Love is what you would do for the other person, not what you do in general.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Don’t get all fucking butt hurt about it, Bear. King doesn’t even trust me around her, and I only wanted to take her out on a date, and maybe put the tip in a little, but noooooo.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Things doesn't always start out the way we want them to. It's how they end that's important.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“No, I’m not happy. I’m far from fucking happy. I’ve been far from fucking happy since I got out of prison. If I think back, I wasn’t exactly happy before prison either, and it’s your fucking fault!”
“How the fuck is that my fault?” Now, he’d gone too far, blaming me for his life years before I was even in it.
“Because you are the one who made me realize I was fucking unhappy. Because with you, I think I can actually BE happy!”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“don’t give a fuck who you are, asshole.” I seethed. “And you’re not as smart as you seem to think you are. Tell me something, who exactly was it who appointed you judge of all people?” I thought my words would start an all out war but instead King didn’t look angrier, he looked only mildly amused. “Well you are partially right. Because when it comes to me and mine, I am the judge. I am the jury. And if need be, I am the motherfucking executioner.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“I’ve been in a maximum security prison. I’ve been around the worst of the worst. I’ve had to sleep with one eye open, thinking my next breath could be my last.” “Why are you telling me all this?” He turned toward me and our eyes locked. He reached out and ran the back of his pointer finger along my cheek. “Because I want you to know that none of those motherfuckers ever scared me as much as you do.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“You’ll find out that I’m a lot of things, but I’m no fucking rapist. Before I fuck you—and I will fuck you, pup—you’ll be begging me for it,” he whispered against my neck.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“there is a difference between being bad and being evil. Just because he was a very bad boy, that doesn't mean he couldn't be a truly great man.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“We're not just going to have a life, remember? We're going to live.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Tattoos. Anyone who doesn’t like my art can kick rocks.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“This place was as confusing as King. Hard edges, unfinished and unrefined, yet mysterious and beautiful in it’s own way.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Yeah, man. That’s fucking amazing. Yes, that. I’ll help you. We can do it together. You run the shit. I’ll help you run the shit. Then, we’ll buy a big ’ole Star Wars stilt home and live there, and no one will be able tell us what to fucking do ever again!”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“King filled me so completely. Not just my body. My heart. My soul. My life. I didn’t give a shit if I ever got my memory back. Because with King, I knew exactly who I was. I was his.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“I’d found myself again in the haunted eyes of a girl who was just as lost as I was.
Or maybe, we didn’t find each other at all.
Maybe, we just decided to be lost together.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“I can’t stay away from you anymore. I tried, and I can’t do it. I want you. I need you to tell me all that hesitation bullshit is over and that I can have you. Stop being alive, and start living.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“I may not know shit about shit, but I can tell you that when a girl goes running from a party with only a bottle of whiskey for company, something is most definitely bothering her. In my experience, that something usually has a cock attached to it.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“I would have given anything in the world for that smile and that breath, to have not been his very last.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“He stepped into the room like he was stepping out of the gates of hell and onto earth where the very presence of us mere mortals pissed him off.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing with you, pup.” King confessed. “You make me fucking crazy and I feel shit that I can’t--” He paused. “Prison fucked me up, made me rethink things, but you’re managed to fuck me up more than prison ever did. For some reason, I want you around.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“I think you are the most stubborn, overbearing, anger inducing, obnoxious, complicated, and beautiful man that has ever lived.”
“I think you are beautiful, too,” King breathed.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Have you even thought that who you are now is exactly the person you’re supposed to be? That maybe with the slate wiped clean of bullshit outside influences that you are now more yourself than ever before?”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“In all the time I’d been living on the streets, I’ve had some close calls, some serious gut check moments. I’ve seen things that have made my skin crawl and my heart race. I was very familiar with feeling afraid. Fear had nothing on King.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Get you’re fucking hands off her,”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Awesome!” Preppy hopped from one foot to the other. “I’m going to go iron my good bow tie.” “Prep?”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“She was afraid of me. That much was obvious, but there was a fire there, too, and the more she fought it, the more it turned me on.
The way her body reacted to me told me that there was only so long she could resist the inevitable. The inevitable being me fucking her until she couldn’t remember her own name.
It’s not like she knew it anyway.”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“Come on, baby. You don’t remember me? You should. Your work is right here.” The girl turned around and sat up on her elbows, spreading her legs, she revealed tattooed butterfly wings on both sides of her inner thighs. “I remember the work. I don’t remember you,” King said stiffly. “Do you want me to finish this fucking tattoo or not?” “Yes, but I want your big cock first,” she cooed. “That’s not gonna fucking happen.” “Is it because of that ugly skinny bitch? She doesn’t even have any fucking tits!”
― T.M. Frazier, King

“The thought of tearing off those innocent little school girl panties and defiling her pussy with my cock right then and there sent spasms up my spine.”
― T.M. Frazier, King