Burn Quotes

“I don’t believe I asked for a glass of your unimportant opinion.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“What bothers me is that health professionals give fancy names to conditions or learning difficulties that will irritate the patients; like OCD not being in alphabetical order, putting an ‘S’ in ‘lisp,’ and making dyslexia a word that no one can spell. It’s just mean.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“I miss you, all right.” “You should. I’m fucking awesome.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Why are you still smiling? You’re supposed to fear my mighty wrath.” His shoulders shook with silent laughter. “In case you can’t tell, I’m petrified.” “You will be if my mighty wrath is ever unleashed. Stop laughing!”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“I just think that if someone has a problem with me, well it’s their problem to deal with. Why should I feel bad about it? I’m not responsible for what other people do or don’t feel.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“I won’t come back to you for a number of reasons – primarily because you seem to think that monogamy is a shade a brown.” “I apologized for that. She meant nothing to me.” “Which is exactly why it should have been easy to turn her down. But you didn’t.” “So let’s shout this out so we can move forward. Slap me. Kick me. Call me a dog.” “Why? Dogs are loyal.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Do you feel empty inside? I mean, like, in your skull?”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Harper was also a person who preferred to avoid complications. Like parking tickets, speed restrictions, and red lights – which was why she no longer had a driver’s license.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Are you threatening me?”
“I don’t like rhetorical questions.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“But even if it was, two wrongs don’t make a right. Your parents have proved that.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Don’t think I haven’t noticed that you don’t wear the necklace I gave you with the fishbone charm on it. It’s for good luck.”
Harper frowned. “How can it give good luck? Things didn’t exactly go well for the fish.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Sooner or later, you’ve gotta sleep. Then I’ll kill you.” His laugh did not improve her mood at all.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Look, I might biologically be a sphinx, but I’m an imp in every other way that counts. That means I’m unmanageable, stubborn, secretive, I don’t like rules, and I make people tired and irritated – and I take pride in it.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“You’re mine. I don’t walk away from what’s mine.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“You’re not supposed to smile at me like I’m a little kitten that stupidly thinks it’s a jungle cat.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Why are you still smiling? You’re supposed to fear my mighty wrath.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“I’m assuming Mona did something I need to know about. Tell me.” Be a tattletale who whined to people’s Primes? “No.” “No?” Knox echoed with disbelief. Evidently, he wasn’t denied things often. Well, Harper did like to introduce people to new experiences. It was more of a calling, really.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“You’re a very strong personality, Harper. You would only be attracted to someone who’s either stronger or equally strong.” It pissed her off that he’d read her so easily. “And you think you’re stronger, don’t you?” “What I think is that when I’m deep inside you, neither of us will care.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“He’s right,” Levi told her.

Harper sniffed at the sentinel. “I don’t believe I asked for a glass of your unimportant opinion.”

The guy just smiled. “Knox, can I bite her?”

“No.” If anyone would take a bite of that ivory skin, it would be Knox. His demon was in full agreement with that.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“You strike me as someone who prefers it when people are upfront.”
It was true that Harper had no time or patience for mind games. “So?”
Knox leaned forward, wanting her to see the resolve in his expression. “I want you.”
And Harper nearly choked on her steak. When she’d finally swallowed it down with the help of her wine, she shrugged. “Thanks for sharing.”
“You want me.” She cast him a glare, but didn’t deny it, which soothed his demon slightly. “But you’re going to fight aren’t you?”
Every step of the way.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“How can you be smug? YOU’RE TIED TO A TABLE LIKE A DAMN SACRIFICE! I don’t appreciate your tone.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Either you’ve got your tampon in too far or something’s bugging you. Which is it?”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“I hate you.”

He chuckled. “No, you don’t. Come here, I’ll apologize.”

She snorted. “No, you won’t. You’ll feel me up.”

“That too,” he admitted with a smile. “Come here.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“You matter. So much that you’re a vulnerability, a weakness. But I’m keeping you.” Knox framed her face with his hands. “Nothing is more important to me than you.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“You can do better. But…it’s too late for you. I told you before, you belong to me. I won’t let you go.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“No.” “No?” Knox echoed with disbelief. Evidently, he wasn’t denied things often. Well, Harper did like to introduce people to new experiences. It was more of a calling, really.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“But… you intrigue me, which is a surprise in and of itself. I can never predict what you’ll say or do next. You’re a quirky, complex, fierce blaze of fire in my otherwise numb, predictable world. See, despite that I have everything I want, it hasn’t made me satisfied. If anything, it has made me bored and restless. There have been no challenges, no obstacles, and nothing I couldn’t manage or control one way or another…until you.” It drove him crazy, but it also energized him. “I like having you in my life. I intend to keep you in it.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“I’ve apologized for that a million times.” He inhaled deeply. “I miss you, all right.” “You should. I’m fucking awesome.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“Yeah,” said Khloë, “but you guys have been doing the hunka-chunka.” Devon’s face scrunched up. “Doing the what?” “You know…Riding the flagpole. Roasting the broomstick. Going deep into the bush. Pounding the punanni pavement.”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn

“What bothers me is that health professionals give fancy names to conditions or learning difficulties that will irritate the patients; like OCD not being in alphabetical order, putting an ‘S’ in ‘lisp,’ and making dyslexia a word that no one can spell. It’s just mean.” Harper”
― Suzanne Wright, Burn