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Damnable Grace (Hades Hangmen, #5) Damnable Grace by Tillie Cole
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“I am so proud of you, Flame,” she whispered, and I felt my chest get tight again. “Just when I believe I could not love you even more, you go and prove me wrong.” “I love you too,” I said and kissed her head.”
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“And there was only one man to thank for that: the devil’s man with angel eyes.  ”
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“His arms came around me, and I heard his breathing in my ear. In the comfort of his safe embrace, I let sleep pull me under. And for the first time in my life, I lay in bed with a man and just slept.
My body protected in his arms…
…and perhaps my soul too.”
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“As I stared into your eyes, I saw myself. My reflection looking back at me…my wounded soul.”
“Yeah,” he rasped. I knew he was telling me he has felt it too.
“The devil’s man with the angel’s eyes.”
I breathed. He breathed. We kissed. Broke apart. “The damned souls who together found grace.”
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“I love you more than I knew was possible. You are my grace. You are my redemption.”
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“My heart is now in your hands. You have honor, and pride, and the kindest soul in existence.”
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“AK pulled me back closer. “I fucking like you, Red,” he said hoarsely.
My eyes closed at those words, and I shook my head. “Why? How could you like someone like me?”
A pressed a single kiss to each of my closed eyes. When I opened them, he said, “Because you understand.”
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“We all bore scars, whether on the outside or in.”
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“His lips worshipped me. I never thought I would ever understand the meaning of a kiss. How it could momentarily stop your heart from beating, or how such an innocent touch could make you feel so incredibly cherished.”
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“When AK kissed me, the whole world fell away. All the pain and demons that clouded my brain fell into a blissful void, locked away as the taste of him consumed me, chasing the dark.”
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“The devil’s man with the angel eyes.” I”
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“She didn’t push me. She didn’t ask what I might be hiding. No, she just ripped open my fucking chest, bared my soul, then left it out on display for her ocean-blue eyes to see. Phebe’s”
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“I think we were meant to find each other, AK. I think we were meant to find each other, to leave hell together.” I didn’t reply. I had no words. “I think that no solution is quick, and no remedy will magically make our pain drift away. I believe that we must go on through this pain we are feeling in order to move on. And I believe whatever God or greater power exists above us brought us together so we may heal together. Heal the other in a way that no other person could.”
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“I shook my head. “Real life is too hard. And I do not know how to cope with it. Not at all.”
I clung to AK as if he were the only tether keeping me from breaking apart. And I whimpered, losing the final restraint on my sorrow when his large arms came around me and held me as close as possible. He kissed my hair and rocked me back and forth, keeping me safe in his hands.”
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“What if we are being held in midnight, AK? Both of us locked in the dark of our pasts. Together. And maybe we must endure the darkness for a while.”
I swallowed, eyes fixed on hers.
“But then, one day will come the sunrise. The darkness will need, and the sunlight will pour in. Sunrise, AK. Just imagine.” She smiled and nearly broke my fucking heart. “We can chase the sunrise together. We can be the sunrise…together.”
“Yeah” I said, unable to get the word ‘sunrise’ from my head. I wanted that. I wanted the fucking sunrise. I wanted the sunrise with Red.”
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“The devil’s man with the angel eyes.” I breathed. He breathed. We kissed. Broke apart. “The damned souls who together found grace.”
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“I smiled, then I spoke what lay in my soul. “Before this, I did not know that home was a heartbeat. Or two, in my case. Beating in perfect sync with my own. Yours and Sapphira’s, the cleansing lullaby to my sins.” “Red . . .” “Repentance is a form of sorrow, AK. Grace is a form of joy. We have shed tears for every sin we have sowed. It is now time for us to smile. Smile and chase the light. Embrace the blessings we have been given. Together.”
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“I took her in my arms, pulling her into my chest. And she came. She took the solace I offered and caused my heart to soar. I rocked her back and forth, kissing the hair on her head. I held her in my arms, and even in this hell, I could have been fooled into believing I was beside a river in heaven, peaceful and content”
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“It turned out he is exactly what I need. He is brash and rude. He curses, and he is a dangerous man at times. But he loves me more than I deserve, and I love him more than I ever thought possible. He is . . . he is home.”
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“The stars and the scars on my feet. The scars that were hidden, gained on my journey to grace. But at least there was comfort in knowing she had them too. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t feel so fucking alone. All because of Red. Red and her fucking face of freckles.”
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“Think of your face like the sky. The freckles, the stars, only make the sight more worth looking at.”
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“closed my eyes to keep my shit together, to keep my hand from reaching for my gun and going postal on these fuckers, adding to my record of 132 confirmed kills—the sniper in me couldn’t help but keep track of each heart I’d stopped. The psycho within fucking liked to.”
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“As my mind drifted off into a kaleidoscope of dark memories and pain, I felt the familiar sting of a needle entering a vein. Then a surge of light and bliss flowed through my body, lifting me into an ethereal state, a blanket of warmth and pain-free liberty. As if being wrapped in the safety of God’s arms, I drew in a deep breath and let my mind fill with tranquility, and dance with light and life. No stress, no pain . . . just a river of peace.”
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“My veins almost burst with need. They felt as though they were reaching from my skin, searching for the rush they craved, the liquid that was a balm on my tortured soul. On my sinful soul.”
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“Why is life like this?” she asked softly. She looked up at me, and I met her gaze. “This . . . painful. This sad.”
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“said, “What if this is simply the dark before the sun?” “What?” “What if we are being held in midnight, AK? Both of us locked in the dark of our pasts. Together. And maybe we must endure the darkness for a while.”
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“Welcome to the kickback,” he said and laughed dryly.”
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“You need to stop,” I ordered. Her eyes flared. “I do not want to stop,” she said breathlessly. “I have thought of you and nothing else these past five days.” She had no idea what and who she was fucking with. If she did, she would back away. “Keep going and I’ll fuck you, Red. Can’t be pressing your big tits on me if you ain’t wanting me to fucking own them.” I caught the hitch of her breath and felt her pulse race under my fingers. “I’ll fuck you right here. I’ll fuck you and lick you and not stop until you’re screaming my name. You want that, bitch?”
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“People thought Flame was fucked up. His father had told him repeatedly that he was a retard. But the brother was perceptive. He never forgot a thing. And more than that, since the day I helped free him from that nuthouse, he’d made sure he knew me better than anyone. Everyone thought I watched over him. I knew the truth—he watched over me too.”
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“I swore these fucking teenagers were gonna give me a fucking heart attack. Turning me into a weeping fucking pussy. “Get”
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