Prisoner Quotes

“I can’t tell him no. Some people have a relationship that’s sunshine and roses. Ours is darkness and vengeance.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Another pair of cop cars heads over the hill. “You just drive nice, okay?”
“Nicely,” she snaps.
“What?”
“Drive nicely, that’s how you say it. Not drive nice.”
Oh God. Nicely. Correcting my grammar even at gunpoint. I’m so fucking hot for her, I think I might burst into flames.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“She’s mine to do what I want with, but that also means she’s mine to care for, to protect.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“I know how it feels when your stomach hurts like it’s trying to eat itself. I know what it’s like to fight with a grown-up and lose.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Most people never have to find out what kind of shit they’re really capable of. Most people don’t have to turn themselves into something they hate just to make sure they can get that next breath.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“My mind understands him, why he is the way he is. But it’s my heart that aches for him, wanting whatever shards of love he can give me, jagged, even knowing I’ll get cut in the process.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“I don’t really want her to pretend. I like her how she is. Real.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Sometimes, Abigail, you have to punch a fucking hole in your soul to survive.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Act “naturally.” It’s called an adverb, asshole, I think, but I don’t say it. He seems to get perverse pleasure when I correct his grammar.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Her gaze finds mine, and something flares in me. Because I would catch her. And the hottest thing is that I think she knows it. Maybe nobody has ever caught her, but I would. I would catch her. I would keep her. Make her mine.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Is this you giving me advice on how to survive a guy like you? Because that’s a little fucked up, even for you.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“This isn’t a fucking fairy tale. I’m not going to turn into a good guy because her cunt is made of velvet and rainbows.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“My words are potent. Powerful. I can use the truth as a weapon, just like he did.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Her eyes flash at me. “Fuck you,” she says. “Are you offering?”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Because guidelines are made to broken. Like rules. Like people.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“When I think about dying, I think about not seeing Grayson anymore. Like I’ve just crossed a border into a country that’s somehow magical and dark and amazing, and I don’t want to miss it now. I don’t want to lose my connection to Grayson.”
― Skye Warren, Prisoner

“Tell him I know what’s inside of him now. Tell him he’s a good man,” I whisper. “Those monsters never touched what was important in him.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“All I can do is go to him and put my hands on him. To speak to him in some twisted language of love that only we two speak, where we hurt each other just to soothe the wounds that follow.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“They didn’t take anything important, baby. They didn’t take what’s important.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Everybody would say we’re wrong in everything we’re doing. But we don’t feel wrong to me.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“We’re together. I’m his.” I don’t realize the truth of it until I actually say it aloud. I’m his. And that makes him mine too, and it’s messed up and beautiful. “I’m his and he’s mine.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“By focusing on the most peripheral details, you could leave the horror at the center to the reader’s imagination.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“It’s like with every passing mile, I am farther and farther away from safety—and farther from myself. From being human. I’m turning into this other type of being, one who jerks off criminals in crappy motel rooms. One who wants to be kissed in a getaway car.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“There’s a natural order to people: the strong and the weak. I’ve been the weaker one before. I know how much it hurts. But pain only makes you harder. Stronger.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“They say there are two types of fear—the kind that has you running far, far away, and the kind that shakes you so deeply that you can’t look away.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“finding the right word has nothing to do with vocabulary. The right word is already inside you. You just have to dig in and find it. And I know you can. Don’t settle for a vague word either. You’re better than that. Go for the precise word. Dig deeply.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Yeah, the distance between prim and primitive is not so very motherfucking far.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“It’s like the universe gave her to me to make up for all the other shit. And I think if I had to go through it again, knowing she’d be there at the end, she’d be my prize, I’d do it. I’d do anything to have her look at me that way.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Those men may seem resistant to what you do. But a few of them need desperately to speak, to tell their stories. Some people need to tell their stories in order to be healed, to be whole, and you can give them a space in which to do that.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner

“Her smile is a little wicked. Full of fire. My favorite kind of smile on her.”
― Annika Martin, Prisoner