Top 80 Brynne Weaver Quotes (2026 Update)

1. “For those of you who read the trigger warnings and said “Accidental cannibalism?! Count me in!” This one’s for you.”

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2. “No boys allowed unless they have scales and a breeding kink.”

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3. “I didn’t gouge them out, Butcher. I plucked them. Delicately. Like a lady.”

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4. “Maybe I was right. We’re not normal people. We are monsters. But if we’re monsters, we’ll thrive in the dark. Together.”

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5. “Boobs plus murder don’t equal a relationship, Lark. That math ain’t mathin’.”

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6. “As long as you know that when I win, I’m going to tear you apart. I will not be gentle, Bria. I will not be kind. Unless you tap out, I am going to make you suffer in every moment of your pleasure. You’ll beg, Bria. I promise you.”

— Brynne Weaver

7. “Come on, Blackbird. I need some dragonman DP.”

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8. “He looks at me in a way that no one else does, as though he’s not just trying to decipher my thoughts and motivations. It’s like he’s trying to memorize the smallest details in my skin, to uncover every secret trapped behind my flesh.”

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9. “Did you just propose on a napkin with a ring you stuffed in a guy’s eye hole?”

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10. “What’s your angle, pretty boy?” “To make you blush, of course.”

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11. “Maybe that’s why I like you,” he says with a wink.”

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12. “Did I get the raven you left on the table tattooed on my back?” His smile is teasing, but there’s a hint of shyness in it as he finishes my thought. “Yeah. Appears to be the case.”

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13. “You’re all the best things to me, Sloane. No matter how many bruises are in your heart or on your skin.”

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14. “I’d teach you a lesson about wanting. About wanting to come so badly you have to beg for it.” My cock hardens as Sloane’s blood surges against my fingertips. “And once I was sure you’d learned that lesson, I’d teach you about wanting to stop coming so badly you beg for that too.”

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15. “Is this how it works? Do people really just feel some kind of magic and they put it out into the world and it’s real? I want to ask how. I want to understand the alchemy of it. But I’m afraid. I’m afraid that if I ask, it will vanish, nothing more than a mirage on the horizon.”

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16. “He kisses me on the nose as though my murderous glare is adorable.”

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17. “Secure your eyeballs. Repeat. Secure your eyeballs.”

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18. “This man. Sometimes it feels as if he’ll never stop cracking my heart to fit more of himself inside.”

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19. “I regret not having gone home with Spencer Jones after Marcie’s party when I was twenty-three. Jenny Bright took him home instead and said he ate her ass six ways to Sunday. She wouldn’t shut up about it at brunch at the country club for a solid month –.”

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20. “My art was never so tarnished that I couldn’t bear to create it. It makes me wonder what would strip art from Sloane so thoroughly that she can no longer paint or sculpt, reduced to monochrome.”

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21. “I had to dig human ass out of your mouth.”

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22. “I live here.” “No. You don’t. You exist here.”

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23. “So I will love you enough for the both of us.”

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24. “I’ve never been as awestruck by anyone, this woman who doesn’t just live her life but blazes through it like a comet burning through space, setting fire to the sky.”

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25. “You are the thing I most look forward to, Rowan.”

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26. “I don’t just want to hear her laugh, I need to earn it. Every time I gain a little ground, I want more. I want to break out of the shade and back into her light. Without even realizing it, I’ve become addicted to it. To her.”

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27. “Grief is a phantom that never gives up. It never grows tired of haunting our hearts. It clings on, somehow surviving even when other memories drift away.”

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28. “I need a hug. Even dumpster goblins need love.”

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29. “With a faint smile, I set my phone on mute and place it off to the side as I continue my work. Just in case she wakes up.”

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30. “Your wife just broke her family’s heart,” Ethel says. “And she did it to save your life.”

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31. “The need. It’s like an itch. Irritation beneath my skin. Nothing I do releases the constant whisper of it in my flesh. It crawls into my mind and doesn’t let go. It becomes pain. The longer I deny it, the more it drags me into the abyss. I must stop it. I’ll do anything. And there’s only one thing that works. Killing.”

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32. “What does my nervous little Blackbird like to read, I wonder?”

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33. “Maybe you’ve got a little vicious streak hidden away in you, Dr. Kane... But you’ve got a kind streak too. And I like them both. Equally.”

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34. “I am madly in love with you, Lachlan Kane,” she says, jabbing her finger in my direction as though punctuating each word. “And I am also just madly mad. Don’t you ever give me divorce papers again.” “I promise, duchess.” A burst of hope and relief and joy floods my chest. They are feelings I thought I’d never have, a life I never thought I’d live. Not until I made the choice to let Lark in. “I love you, Lark Kane.”

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35. “Desperation and relief, pleasure and need, hope and secrets. All the things I think we both still want to say but are afraid to put out into the world in case they are too fragile to thrive in the dark. But they’re still there, blooming in the night.”

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36. “But finding someone who could understand me for all the shattered pieces beneath the mask? I needed that. Before you came along, something was missing. You, Rowan. You were missing. You made it safe to feel seen. Safe to play on our terms. Safe to have fun, even though our fun might not be everyone’s idea of a good time.”

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37. “A single, unwanted thought passes through my mind, that maybe he’s right. Scratching an itch can turn it into an open wound.”

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38. “That color doesn’t remind me of eggplant, for what it’s worth. It reminds me of blackberries. The best berry, if you ask me. It reminds me of irises. They have the best scent of any flower. It reminds me of night, just before dawn. The best time of day.”

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39. “Sloane is probably holed up in her house with a smutty book and her demonic cat.”

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40. “That’s so cute,” Lark says as she lays her chin on my shoulder and reads the note, pointing to the red text. “It sounds like he’s going to cut people up for you. That’s so Keanu-mantic.”

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41. “I’m knee-deep in my peak “Hallmark Sad Man Cinderwhatever” era.”

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42. “I’m guessing you made it your business too, judging by the quality of the hunting knife stuck in his throat. Handmade Damascus steel. Where’d you get it?” I sigh. My gaze lingers on the body and my favorite blade before I press my cheeks to my drawn-up knees. “Etsy.”

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43. “Rowan doesn’t move for a moment that feels stretched thin. When he approaches, he stops behind me, the weight of his gaze so heavy on my reflection that I can feel it through the glass. “Beautiful.”

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44. “I can tell Sloane sees right through me. You are living a lie, she seems to say as her eyes stay fixed to mine. And if you hurt her, I’ll kill you.”

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45. “I don’t know what trials I’m about to face. But I do know one thing as I feel the weight of this last secret lift from my soul. The show can’t start until you jump.”

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46. “Nolan Rhodes said he would walk through hell to drag me out if I ever tried to run. But I don’t hide in hell. I bring it to life.”

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47. “You’re my friend. Maybe someday my best friend.”

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48. “Did you think I wouldn’t find you?”

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49. “I see the beauty of being stripped down to my core. It has nothing to do with the makeup that still clings to my eyes or the foundation that’s been washed away. It’s got everything to do with the person I see in the mirror matching the woman I feel like inside.”

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50. “What are you doing?” I hiss. Rowan rests the handle of the ax against his shoulder and huffs before giving me a wink. “Getting revenge for hurting my girl, of course.”

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