Impossible Odds Quotes

“You keep staring at him like that, and I’m going to have to wipe the drool from your cheek.” Camilla tapped my wineglass with hers and took a sip. “If something that scrumptious was yours, wouldn’t you want to lick the wrapping?”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“Life was far too uncertain to be careless with the people who mattered most.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“After witnessing Naz’s merciless depravity, I wasn’t about to let my little sister walk into that same trap. I’d keep an eye on the situation. If she was in any danger, I’d rat her out in a heartbeat. Hypocritical? I was aware. One little near-death experience, and I was a certified snitch.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“We were two independent, competent individuals completely powerless over the invisible force that linked us together.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“the spinning cogs and gears whirring in my brain came to a stop in perfect alignment, and my life suddenly made sense. The sense of being empty and unfulfilled was because somewhere deep down, I’d been saving room in my life for this man. My love was too big to take a back seat to a career or other commitments. When I found the man who would capture my heart, that love would consume every fiber of my being. Loving Javier was my purpose, which was not to be confused with him completing me. I was the first girl to insist that women did not need a man to complete them, but I was starting to realize that the philosophy didn’t preclude a woman from choosing to prioritize her relationship. He didn’t complete me, but my partnership with him would give my life a new meaning. I wasn’t just me; I was his. The same as he was mine.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“When Giada thrust herself into my world, she righted my path. Grounded me and made me see past my own two feet. She may have taken a bullet for me, but that wasn’t the only way she’d saved me. I owed her my life in more ways than one.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“My trajectory had been drastically altered twice in my life—both instances revolved around a woman’s love. The loss of my mother derailed my life and cast me down a dark path. For years, I didn’t care about anyone but myself, and that was a dangerous place for a man to be.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“I would have razed cities and bled myself dry for her. For the love of a woman. And not just any woman. A mafia princess.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye. “I love you, Primo.” I stilled, a sudden revelation barreling into me. “Javier. My name is Javier Valencia; my mother called me Javi. Naz renamed me Primo. While it means cousin in Spanish and made for a good way of denoting our close relationship when he first took me in, he explained that primus in Latin meant first, and since I was to be his first in command, the name Primo would also signify my station. It was all a part of his sick plan of succession, but that’s not who I am or where my life is headed. I think it’s time I returned to being Javier.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“When money and power are at play, there are always rivals seeking to challenge us. That’s nothing new.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“I thought you were going to die, and I’ve never been so terrified in my life.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“I never imagined I could lose my home and my job—nearly everything recognizable about my life—and still be so perfectly relieved. None of it matters without you. I’m so fucking in love with you, Giada Genovese. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that before.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“That tiny window into his soul was all I needed—relief, worry, frustration, adoration—they were all present in his tumultuous stare.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“They began to shuffle backward toward the door, all but Maria, who stood leaning against the wall, staring at me. “I can’t believe you almost let me kill you,” she chided in a gentle tone I wasn’t aware she possessed. “I never would have forgiven you if you’d died.” “I never would have forgiven you for killing Primo,” I teased back. Maria rolled her eyes. “I wasn’t aiming to kill him. It would have been a perfect shoulder wound to incapacitate him if you hadn’t jumped in the way.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“I know you have a lot of questions and probably want me dead, but before you jump to any conclusions, understand that I love Giada, and killing me will only hurt her further.” I stared at Enzo Genovese, the family boss and ultimate decision maker.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was supposed to get her cousin, Alessia, but when she approached me at the casino, she derailed everything. I was completely taken with her.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“As constant as the sun rising in the east and equally as captivating, Giada was the most confident, headstrong woman I’d ever met. She bounded through life with charismatic purpose, enriching the lives of everyone around her.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“She’d surrendered her life to protect me. There was no greater pledge of love and devotion a person could make.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“I know we haven’t known each other long, and I don’t want to scare you away, but I almost died today, and it made me realize that I want you to know that I … I love you.” His hands raised to either side of my face, and his forehead came to rest on mine. “Don’t say that,” he whispered. “You see what a life with me is like.” “I see loyalty and devotion. I see tenderness and strength. I see a man worth standing beside, even if it means we have to walk through hell together.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“Like a compass pointed north no matter its location, my heart would forever yearn for this one captivating man.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“His hands, rough and warm and familiar, held more of my heart in their strong grip with every caress of my face and tug of my hair. Not my heart. His. The jittery, excitable organ in my chest no longer beat for the sole purpose of pumping blood through my veins. It beat for him. Sang for him. Lusted for him.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“You aren’t just on my mind; you own my every craving. Nothing smells as sweet as your hair on my pillow. No wine could ever taste as sweet as your lips on mine. No paltry sunset could ever mesmerize me like the flecks of gold that dance in your emerald eyes. You have become my reason for breathing—the thought of another woman is comical compared to what I feel for you.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“We fell asleep that night wrapped in one another’s arms, our fates more entwined than ever, and my heart dangerously close to being irreconcilably his.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“On the other hand, what I’d learned about Naz was revolting. He was a sociopath—what other way was there to describe a man who would kill his son’s girlfriend to keep his son all to himself? Primo may not technically have been Naz’s son, but close enough. It was madness. “He’s crazy. You know that, right?” My head rose and fell as he took in a deep breath. “I suppose to some extent I knew, but I never realized how bad it was.” He sounded weary, and I could only imagine the terrible burden of his situation”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“It also made me realize how much more Primo had been dealing with in the past week than I’d realized. He’d learned that the man who helped raise him had been responsible for his parents’ deaths.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“His gaze was reverent, and his touch was possessive.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“What passed between us that night in the darkness of my bedroom wasn’t just sex; it was a promise. An apology. My unspoken word to her that I would protect her at all costs.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“That was how it was between us. Cataclysmic. Elemental. An inescapable force pointless to resist.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“I couldn’t have her, but I also couldn’t keep myself away. I was well and truly fucked.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds

“I can’t tell if you were sent as a curse or a divine reward, nor does it seem to matter. You could rain down havoc on my life, and I still don’t think I could stay away.”
― Jill Ramsower, Impossible Odds