Fighting to Be Free Quotes

“Behind the tough, scary act, his eyes were begging me to stay and love him unconditionally.”
― Kirsty Moseley, Fighting to Be Free

“• “I’m head cheerleader for the football team.” She shrugged.
“Wait, back up a little…I’m screwing a cheerleader?” I groaned at the thousand lustful thoughts of her in a little cheer uniform. “You have a uniform?” I could feel myself getting excited at the thought alone.
She nodded, rolling her eyes. “What is it with guys and cheer uniforms?” she teased, trailing little kisses across my cheek.”
― Kirsty Moseley, Fighting to Be Free

“Every now and again something comes along that ignites the desire for you to be the person that you strive to be, the better person. When I stripped everything else away, peeled off the dirty, raw and damaged layers, all that was left was hope. Hope for a better life, for a brighter future. Just hope for a chance.
Suddenly, with that fire in your belly, a ‘what if’ becomes a possibility. What if you threw ideals out of the window? What if you dismissed everything you ever knew? What if the bad guy could be the hero of the story for a change?
I guess what it all boils down to is this: my name is Jamie Cole, and I’m a murderer.”
― Kirsty Moseley, Fighting to Be Free

“My eyes locked on his and I seemed to get caught in his gaze. We didn’t speak, I just looked at his handsome face and memorized every inch of it. The music playing in the background, the stars shining down on us, the solitude, all of it was perfect and almost magical.”
― Kirsty Moseley, Fighting to Be Free

“She was so far out of my league that we were practically on different continents. And yet I’d never longed for anything as much as I longed for her. I wanted to be good enough for her; I wanted her to want me.”
― Kirsty Moseley, Fighting to Be Free

“Jamie’s kissing was out of this world. If I could, I would live right in this moment and never move.”
― Kirsty Moseley, Fighting to Be Free

“As his lips touched mine, I felt something deep in my stomach: a longing, a burning need, and it was spreading to every part of my body as the kiss deepened. His kissing was demanding, masterful, and sexy as hell. If I hadn’t been hot for him before, I undoubtedly was now.”
― Kirsty Moseley, Fighting to Be Free

“• She grinned teasingly. “Do you have a little shoe fetish, Jamie?”
My eyes raked up her body, taking in every inch of her long, toned legs. “I think I just have an Ellie fetish.”
― Kirsty Moseley, Fighting to Be Free