The Bad Ones Quotes

“Of course you aren't scared of me. I'm not the wolf. You are.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“So much darkness. Falling in love with this chick would be easy, but surviving each other … that's an entirely different story.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“As his teeth left bite marks down the side of her neck, she thought maybe she didn't need oxygen anymore. He could just breathe for her.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“Don't be scared,” he said, then he leaned in and kissed a tear away. “Don't ever be scared. It kills me. From now on, tell me whenever you're scared, and I'll take away your fears. Tell me when you're hurting, and I'll bleed for you.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“I want to know,” he breathed, his tongue moving between her breasts.
“When do we get to be bad again?” She smiled big.
“Baby, I thought you'd never ask.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“Some day, you'll really love me, and if it's even half as much as I love you, we'll set the world on fire.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“I can't believe we just did that.” “What, killed a man?” “No. I can't believe we just fucked in your truck.” Con laughed.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“Both of us. We're the bad ones. Together.” She”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“I did actually want to ask you something,” he whispered, shifting around so he was on top of her. “Hmmm, and what was that?” she asked, tilting her head back so he could kiss her exposed neck. “I want to know,” he breathed, his tongue moving between her breasts. “When do we get to be bad again?” She smiled big. “Baby, I thought you'd never ask.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“Baby, I thought you'd never ask.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“She trailed her fingers down his sternum, then splayed her hand flat against his stomach. How interesting, to feel so comfortable in another person's skin. To want to rip him open and crawl inside him and never see the light of day again.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“So you stalked me all through high school,” she clarified. “Kind of romantic, isn't it?” “It's creepy as fuck.” “Yeah, exactly – romantic.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“Were those pictures really for an art project?” Con asked when they were well away from the office. She turned to take the pieces of her broken camera back from him. “Yeah,” she replied, shoving the bits into her bag. “Are they gone forever?” “No, the memory card should be fine.” “Got any other cameras like that one?” “Nope, that was it.” There was an awkward silence. Well, Dulcie felt awkward. Con looked completely at ease. She was beginning to wonder if anything made him uncomfortable. “Thanks for the help,” he finally said. She shrugged. “You're welcome. Can I ask a question?” “Go for it.” “Why did you set someone's car on fire?” She thought maybe it would rattle him – her thinking he'd actually done it. But of course it didn't. He chuckled, and she was treated to a patented Masters grin. It started at one corner of his mouth and eventually moved to the opposite corner, slowly revealing perfect white teeth and a razor sharp smile. He leaned close to her, and as his lips pressed against her ear, she could've sworn the temperature dropped. “Because I thought it would be fun.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“There's a difference between being an asshole, and being a monster. One is much better at hiding his character.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“He's so goddamn beautiful. Shines so bright, I can't even see him. She”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones

“I wonder what Dulcie tastes like. I wonder if she'd let me bite hard enough to find out.”
― Stylo Fantome, The Bad Ones