Fracture Quotes

“Pleasure. This is what true pleasure feels like. It's not just the softness of a kiss. It's not just the delicate touch of hands on breasts and tongues on skin. It's the bite of pain, the threat of danger, the risk taken in dancing wit h the devil”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“Me and ultimatums? Yeah, we don’t mix. Give me two options and tell me I need to pick between them and I’ll find a third just to throw up a middle finger.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“You’re perfection, angry girl. No need to huff and puff. I’m gonna take care of you.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“Just for a second there...it felt like she might be capable of gluing me back together too”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“Zeth’s chest is heaving, too. And he’s wearing that wicked smirk again. Holy fuck, I don’t care if he’s dangerous. I don’t care if he’s an axe murderer. I’m never letting him leave this house.”
― callie hart, Fracture

“This is what true pleasure feels like. It’s not just the softness of a kiss. It’s not just the delicate touch of hands on breasts and tongues on skin. It’s the bite of pain, the threat of danger, the risk taken in dancing with the devil. I come hard against Zeth’s mouth. He leans into it, growling and sucking and licking as I scream out my release, hands locked on my hips, pulling me into his face.  “Fuck, Zeth! Stop! Please stop!” His back hitches as he laughs, still teasing me with his tongue. My legs scrabble against the bed, desperately trying to escape the intense post-orgasm rushes. He gets up after that, raising one eyebrow at me.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“She ran straight for me like I’m her goddamn savior. Like I’m capable of fixing everything. Like I’m capable of protecting her. Like I’m whole enough to help fill in the broken, fractured pieces of her, too. And then she went and held me in her arms like that. Fuck.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“This is what true pleasure feels like. It’s not just the softness of a kiss. It’s not just the delicate touch of hands on breasts and tongues on skin. It’s the bite of pain, the threat of danger, the risk taken in dancing with the devil.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“Let me tell you this: you may think you have been horny before. You may think you have been ready to beg, to plead, to straight up murder to feel someone inside you, but until you’ve had this…until Zeth Mayfair is on his knees for you…”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“Yes,” he exhales. “You can trust me. You gave yourself to me back at my apartment; I’ve never done it before, but I gave myself in return. I may not have wanted to, Sloane, but I didn’t have a fucking choice in the matter. That means we belong to each other now. And it means I’ll come back for you soon.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“Mmmmm. Bubblegum and Sloane. Best combination,” he purrs.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“He’s unbelievably smart. He continually shows me what he can take from me if he wants to, and then turns the tables on me, making me realize how much I want him to have it anyway. How much I want to give it to him. I hate that. On principle I want to not succumb to the manipulation this time. To show the bastard he’s not as smart as he thinks he is. Only he is. He’s an evil fucking mastermind.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“Just for a second there…it felt like she might be capable of gluing me back together, too.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“And he’s wearing that wicked smirk again. Holy fuck, I don’t care if he’s dangerous. I don’t care if he’s an axe murderer. I’m never letting him leave this house.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“I want to castrate the motherfucker. I want to literally kick him in the balls repeatedly until there’s no chance he’ll ever reproduce.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“I figured no one else was gonna beheaded up that sketchy road in the dark. It’s fucking dangerous.”
“You know what’s fucking dangerous?” I growl in a lot voice. “Me. I’m fucking dangers, and right now I’m close to flying back to Seattle so I can personally fuck you up. You feel me?”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“You can trust me. You gave yourself to me back at my apartment; I’ve never done it before, but I gave myself in return. I may not have wanted to, Sloane, but I didn’t have a choice. That means we belong to each other now.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“Good. Put your hand down your pants for me, angry girl.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“Anyone would think you needed me,” he says in a low, silky tone. I have shivers again. All over my body. “I don’t!” “Well I need you.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“I shake my head, tutting. “Loyalty is another word for stupidity, Andreas. Dogs are loyal. You kick a loyal dog and it cowers at your feet, dreaming of a way to get back into your good graces. Kick me and I’ll bite your fucking hand off.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“I wanna hear it in your voice, Sloane. I wanna hear every single agonizing second that you’re toying with yourself, wishing that your fingers were my cock.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“I wanna slide my hands up those thighs, Sloane. I wanna tear your clothes from your body and make you tremble. I want to dig my fingers and my teeth into your skin and make you scream my name. You want that, too, huh?” he says.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“You should know better by now, Sloane. You’re an angry girl, yeah, but I’m an angry boy, too. And if you plan on doling out punishment, you’d better be prepared to receive some in return.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture

“I don’t have an attitude. I just have me.”
― Callie Hart, Fracture