My Husband, My Stalker Quotes

“This love between me and Evan might have dark shades, might have nuances that people wouldn’t understand. It might even be wrong. But it’s right for us. This man held me up, reminded me I’m strong, showed me love.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“Jolie.

That’s her name.

Jolie Dubois.

I don’t bother writing it down, because it’s already engraved on my brain.

There are claws in my chest, rearranging organs and making me new. Making me into whatever she needs me to be. I will worship her. I will find this sweet girl and protect her from any harm. She is mine to guard, to keep, to marry. To fuck.

I’ve never had much interest in females. They are merely objects that need to be avoided so I can kill the men I am contracted to execute. They are occasional, faceless tools of comfort. This one is my angel. She was sent for me. My singing blood is telling me so.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“Christopher drops to his stomach and kisses my sex. Reverently. Breathing in and out against it, his hands coasting up and down my bare thighs. “Knew you’d have a sweet, juicy, little pussy,” he rumbles, nudging me with his nose, groaning brokenly. “Savor this,” he says, his words muffled against my flesh. Is he talking to my womanhood? “Savor your last seconds of freedom. Because I’m never going to give you a moment’s peace again.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“I found my angel and made her mine.

No, I have to keep her. Safe. Happy. Untouched by anyone but me.

Forever.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“Her scream is the sweetest music, her cunt gripping me, releasing, gripping, releasing, warm moisture aiding my final pumps, and I peak with a bellow, grinding up into her heaven and filling her with my hot spend. “I love you, I love you, I love you,” I chant into her hair, clutching her ass, using that grip to work her pussy roughly against my spewing dick. “I will love you forever, Jolie. My wife. I leave you with my heart.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“For a man who sells insurance, he is obscenely fit. Like cut triceps and flexing shoulders and hands that look like they do a lot more than tap at a keyboard. He must do CrossFit after working hours. Otherwise he’s very naturally gifted. This is healthy, right? Noticing men and their attributes?”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“It makes me feel silly. For making assumptions. For being so freaked out over having one measly drink in broad daylight with a neighbor. You have to start living again, Jolie.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“Then bring me back to life, angel eyes.” He lays me down. “So I can spend a hundred years keeping you in my sights.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“This is where it begins, angel eyes. Listen to me. It begins here. If you ever feel lost, come right back here to the beginning and find me. I’ll always be right here.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“But when I open it, I find hundreds of light bulbs. All sizes and shapes and brands. Filling the box all the way to the brim. And there’s a note on top. So you’ll always have light.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“Attaching a whistle and pepper spray to my keys without me asking.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“A beast growls inside me, telling me to tie her back up. Hold her captive here. Possess her. Feed my obsession. But I let her go. I let her run, because my love won’t allow me to do anything else. And the farther she runs, the more painful my heartbeat gets…until I feel nothing at all but torturous agony.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“Does being the object of my mania make you a little too hot?”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“The pictures of her taped to the wall, shots of her leaving the supermarket. Hundreds of photos of her sleeping, showering, exercising. There are news clippings regarding her kidnapping. Some pieces of her clothing, including panties that I’ve stolen so I could touch them unseen. Hold them to my face. Use them on my cock.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“clap a hand over her mouth to cut off her scream. “Hi honey.” I kiss her neck. “If you’re looking for my unit, it’s on the second floor.” She starts to shake and I don’t blame her. I’m a monster, after all.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“He turns to smile at me, just like he does every single morning, but this time I’m looking for something else—and I see it. Right after he spots me, just before he smiles, there’s a flash of something wild. Obsessive.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“Don’t you ever leave me,” I rasp into her ear. “Don’t you dare.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“Big and salty, isn’t it, little girl? It’s got no place in a virgin asshole, but that’s exactly where it’s going, so suck it sloppy. Make it slippery for your own good.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“I don’t like coming home to her after a hit. I never have, but it feels worse now, because this love…it’s making me more and more human.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“I look down at my automatic, long-range rifle and worry twists sharply in my chest. She would leave me if she knew. She would leave me.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“You have no secrets from me, angel eyes.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“I can’t take it anymore. Having you so close and not being able to touch,”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“I will be everything you need. This is where it begins, angel eyes. Listen to me. It begins here. If you ever feel lost, come right back here to the beginning and find me. I’ll always be right here.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“Aren’t you a snug little virgin? So fucking sweet around my dick. Shhhh. I promise it’s not going to hurt forever.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker

“I’m fully her stalker in this moment. I’m the wolf in sheep’s clothing. I’m the man who steals hair from her hairbrush and licks the rim of her coffee mug before it goes in the dishwasher. I’m an obsessed felon who assaults men that try and speak to her. I am fucking insane.”
― Jessa Kane, My Husband, My Stalker