In the Arms of the Elite Quotes

“I’ll never be a nice guy, and I’ll never be a saint, but if you’re game to let me try, I’ll make a valiant change. If you could only love me for the asshole that I am, then I swear to God I’d be the man you want to claim.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“Pity does nothing for the one being pitied. It’s an empathetic agony to the one doing the pitying.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“Please and kindly, shut the fuck up,” Tristan says, tapping his fingers on his thigh.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“I might've spent too much time reading that book, Groupie, that Miranda gave me a few days ago. It's a reverse harem story where the main character gets all five boys to herself. Like … what I have. But, it ends that way, too. She doesn't have to choose. Lucky bitch.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“when I decided that I was in love with you, and that you were mine, I chiseled that decision on my heart in stone.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“True. But it’s not always the ending that’s the most important. Sometimes, the journey to get there is just as good.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“Life is always ticking by, one second at a time, and nothing is over until it’s over, but … for now, I’m happy resting in the arms of the elite. For now, this is exactly what I need.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“You’re all just trying to do your best to protect me,”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“Bloody fucking cocksucking hell.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“With the tips of their swords—rapiers? I don’t know, sorry, just not a fencing expert—crossed, the boys stare at each other across the mat. Creed’s blue eyes bore into Windsor’s hazel ones.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“Later that night, I end up in Zayd’s bed with Zayd and only Zayd, and he shows me he’s just as capable of going slow as he is fast.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“My eyes blur, and grief rackets through me in a painful wave. It’s like getting hit with lightning … over, and over, and over again. For a few minutes here and there, everything seems like it’ll be okay. The sun still shines. Birds still sing. But … then I remember that Dad is gone, and my whole world rearranges itself. Colors don’t seem as bright, music doesn’t seem as pretty.”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite

“Don’t you understand that when women say all men are trash, it’s not hate speech, it’s just an anti-patriarchal movement that has more to do with the bullshit system rather than each individual dude on a personal level?”
― C.M. Stunich, In the Arms of the Elite