When Embers Find Her Quotes

“I would walk into the world not as the girl who had been trapped, but as the woman I had to become to save her. I was a wildfire. Unbridled. Unruly. Defiant. And I was ready to burn anyone who stood in my way to ember and ash. Fuck ‘em.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“This was my chance. I’d been afraid before. I’d been broken and starved. I’d been violated and left for dead. I’d been abandoned and alone. But I wasn’t any of that now. I was the consequence of what they made me into. I was the retribution no one expected. And I was ready to settle the score.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“What right did you have? You thought a letter was sufficient, Sawyer? Informing me that I was to be free. That I was to find someone else to love. As though love was something I might simply reassign.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“It would be wise for you to remember I have recently abandoned all fear of dying. Which makes me delightfully unpredictable.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Purgatory is where the wind forgets your name, each step leaves no print.” He spoke with quiet passion. “It’s where you’re just a body with a heartbeat. You simply exist, and nothin’ more.” James shrugged then, turning back to me. “Purgatory. Together until we decided we were done. Then we’d take our freedom into our own hands.” My heart ached for Lottie. For James. To feel such agony and grief that you just stop feeling at all. Start wishing for death instead.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Yes. Her coat. The same one she wrapped around me every night. I woke up without her and without her coat. I’ve been frozen since.” I lit a cigarette. “What kind of person takes a coat from someone in the middle of a cold night?” “Same kind of person who gives Heaven freely and yanks it away just as fast.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“days hadn’t always been this slow, but Lottie needed time to warm up to the day. And whatever Lottie needed is what I did. So now, my mornings crawled by and I found peace in the new routine.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“I watched the sun rise over the hills, golden rays spilling across Lottie’s face. Her skin glowed and her dark hair tumbled wild around her features. Every time I caught her looking like that, it tore at my heartstrings, without fail. Everything she’d endured—these past months, her whole life—made her the strongest person I’d ever known. It wasn’t pride I felt; it was privilege of knowing her.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“You’re insatiable, you know that?” She teased me. “Oh, absolutely ravenous.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“You work such long hours. Sunup to sundown.” I pouted my pink lips out. “What kind of stamina could you possibly have left for little old me at the end of the day?” I let my fingers fall like water, grazing my neck and chest before landing on her stomach daintily. “Oh, sweetheart, you think I’d let a day’s work stand in the way of takin’ care of what’s mine?” Sawyer was willing to play my game. “Yours?” I asked. “Mine.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“You got anything else to ask me or did you get your fill?” I teased, holding her close and rubbing her back. “Never. I will never get enough of you.” “Ain’t I goddamn lucky then?”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“She spent most of her days wrapped up in my arms. If she wasn’t sleeping on me, she was touching me. If she wasn’t touching me, she was kissing me. If she wasn’t kissing me, she was playing some wicked game of teasing. And I soaked up every damn minute of it.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“If you’re tryin’ to make me fall harder for you, Lot… it’s workin’.” “I would venture to say that you’ve already gone completely mad for me.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“would stare at the same moon every night, and I would beg and pray and plead, to just… disappear. I wished for Death himself to come and claim my soul. I longed for eternal nothingness because being nothing was better than the something I was living”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“But I’m tellin’ you, don’t ever think you are less than a goddamn privilege to care for.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“She left me in awe being able to still laugh and love after everything she’d been through. It also pissed me off because she’d obviously been forced to bury her pain for the sake of others. Resiliency to a fault.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Shh, shh. I ain’t leavin’, baby,” she said. “You got me long as you want me, and I’ll stick ‘round after you don’t—for good measure.” Her promise was half-tease, half-vow, delivered with iron and the sweetest lullaby of a voice I’d ever heard.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“It seemed that Sawyer was just as content as I was, blissfully unaware of anything apart from here and now. I knew better than that though. Sawyer was always prepared, always watching and always ready. My suspicions confirmed when I saw the pistol holstered at her hip, a silent but certain promise.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“You planted your roots clean down to my core, and I’d rather die than rip ‘em out the soil. So if you’re desperate, then I’m fuckin’ hopeless.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Lottie, you broke me wide open, you know that?” I kissed her again, gentle and quick. “I been haunted since the day I met you. You got in my blood, darlin’. In my marrow.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Sawyer… I don’t know how and I don’t know why, but the minute I heard you say my name, I knew then that my life would never look the same again. I care for you in a way that I have never cared for another. Like my spirit has known you my whole life. Like I was made to fit into you.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“No one has ever considered me with such reverence, with such fire. No one has ever considered my safety,” she hushed. “No one has ever considered me at all, really.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Then I heard it. It was so soft, it was barely there. A snore. Smallest damn snore I’d ever heard. I smiled like a fool in the dark, more gone for her than I had any right to be. She breathed in. I breathed out. After a while I couldn’t tell whose lungs were leading the other.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Curled up against her was the safest I’d felt in a long time. A soft hum escaped me before I could stop it. “Better?” she asked. “Mm,” I breathed. “You’re so warm and soft and safe. You smell so good. I just want to lay right here forever.” I burrowed closer, wrapping my arm around her waist. Sawyer let hers come around me in return, her hand rubbing slow circles at my hip. “It’s all yours, Lottie,” she murmured, voice low and sure. “Forever suits me just fine.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Lottie, truth is, I’d walk through hell barefoot if it meant seein’ you safe.” I blinked at her, the words sinking deep. “But why me?” Her answer came without pause. “’Cause you deserve it. You’re the good, Lot. All there is to it.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“That. That right there,” I told her. “You knew what I needed before I said a word. You always light mine before yours. You make sure I’m warm. You…” I trailed off, shaking my head. “Why? I don’t think I’ve met anyone like you in my entire life.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Even still, I could not bear the weight of my mother’s cross. I had my own to carry.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“You ain’t got nothin’ to be sorry for. It’s the rest of the world that owes you an apology.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“Sawyer set her hand carefully against the space between my breasts, applying only the gentlest pressure. The touch was steady, anchoring, yet never strayed toward immodesty. Her gaze held no hunger, and her eyes never wavered. They were fixed with the gravity of devotion, as if she might guard my very soul by the strength of her palm.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her

“And after you get her out? What then?” “Then I make sure no one touches her again.” “For how long?” she asked gently. “For as long as I got breath in my lungs, Scar. That’s how long.”
― L. Creeke, When Embers Find Her