Ella James Quotes

Kellan Walsh... who the hell are you?

Things Cleo can never know - lest she should find out how the two of us are linked.

He slides his button-up under my ass and pulls down his boxer-briefs, freeing an enormous, vein-striped, purple-headed fuck machine.

We're not meant to be alone. We're made with holes inside our souls. The only way to survive is to fill them.

What a domineering motherfucker. Who does he think he is?

I think I understand. Why all great things are sad. Why silence aches. Why people lose their way.

Do you realize anyone could have won?"
"Anyone without a criminal record," she corrects. "And yes.

Wordsworth-inspired painting,

Hope can turn ugly when it's dashed over and over.

They say hell is other people. I believe that. But what I didn't know until now is so can heaven be.

Now she's drinking coffee from an owl mug.

You know, sloth is a sin," he says softly.
"I prefer to think of it as an adorable animal.

Isn't ignorance bliss?" "Ignorance is drunkenness,

Next time I'm here, I won't be alone. If I play my cards right, I might never be alone again.

Powerful players produce powerful results.

Last night, the Hunter was hunted. Do you remember how hard I made you cum?

The demons in my mind are far away, and there is only her sweet voice, singing a song I've never heard...

Maybe I'm ovulating today? Because I want him. Like... I totally, illogically, inappropriately want that asshole, Kellan Walsh,

I can't be here without her. She is holding up the sky.