Top 160 Emily McIntire Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “Being honorable only works when both sides play by the rules.”

— Emily McIntire

102. “I’m going to kiss you now,” I tell her. “Why?” she whispers. “Because, ma petite menteuse, the thought of not kissing you makes me want to die.”

— Emily McIntire

103. “Such a good girl,” he purrs.”

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104. “She’s changing me. Or maybe she’s simply making me feel alive.”

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105. “That’s the difference between me and other people. They run away from the bad things, and I become them.”

— Emily McIntire

106. “Darling, you look edible. I regret wasting my night in meetings instead of showing you how thoroughly I enjoy you in that color.”

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107. “Are you ready to go?” His thumb presses into my bottom lip. “With you?” “As if I’d allow you to leave with anyone else.”

— Emily McIntire

108. “And the stars don’t shine as brightly when you stare at them alone.”

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109. “Morgan. Killer. I fall more in love with you each time you look my way. And it will be the biggest honor of my life to continue loving you every single day.”

— Emily McIntire

110. “She’s strong-willed. She’s fire.”

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111. “My love for you is dangerous.”

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112. “Grief is a weird thing. It’s the only emotion in the world people claim to understand yet treat as an inconvenience.”

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113. “The truth is, I am yours. Wholly. Inexplicably. Painfully. Unconditionally.” He moves my hand until the dagger presses against his throat. “And if you need to sacrifice my soul so you’re able to live with yours, then do it.” I suck in a shaky breath, hot tears cascading down my cheeks as my mind wars with my heart, confusion muddling up my thoughts until my vision blurs and I can’t see straight.”

— Emily McIntire

114. “You have to relax, or I’ll never fit inside you.”

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115. “I said strip, pet, not torture me to death.”

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116. “I’ve made sure that people understand the end of a blade hurts worse when the person wielding it enjoys causing pain.”

— Emily McIntire

117. “If I want to be your daddy, then I’ll take you over my knee again.”

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118. “For so long, I hated her because I feared her. And now I fear her because I crave her.”

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119. “In a world of people who don’t see me, sometimes, it feels as if he’s the only one who does.”

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120. “I’m tired of being told to heel.”

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121. “I’ve never thought about the word much, but the guilt I feel for every single thing involving Eveline is a tornado, whirling quick and strong, destroying everything it touches. And then it compounds because I know, without a doubt, if I went back and had a chance to do it all over, I wouldn’t change a thing.”

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122. “Pathetic, Wendy.”

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123. “The pain of lost time never really gets easier, does it?”

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124. “Please, God,” he cries. Chuckling, I grip his second finger. “I’m your god now. And I don’t hear your pleas.”

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125. “My heart stutters, his phrase cementing what I’ve been theorizing for the past few minutes. She doesn’t know about her father. And that means she never betrayed me at all.”

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126. “Anything happens to her and there will be no corner of the earth that can hide you from me. Understand?”

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127. “My chest pulls, insides reeling as I stare down at her, realizing that I’ve never held such beauty in my hands. And in this moment, I’m not sure how I’ll let her go.”

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128. “A surge of something hot whips through my insides and slices up my middle, until I have to physically stop myself from pulling her into my arms and making sure Ru knows that she’s mine.”

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129. “Innocent. And for some reason, that shoots a thrill straight to my cock, making it thicken and pulse as I imagine all the ways this place could defile her.”

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130. “There’s a monster in you, child. And God wants me to beat it out.”

— Emily McIntire

131. “You thirst for power?” he rasps, his palm ghosting across my collarbone before wrapping around my throat. “I can fill you with it until you scream.”

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132. “From the second we met, there’s been an invisible tether drawing us together, something that anchors me to the spot, no matter how much the tide tries to drag me away.”

— Emily McIntire

133. “I rather like the idea of you having a reminder of me on your skin.”

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134. “There is nothing I wouldn’t do to keep her by my side. She is everything. And if she’s hurting, I will torture the people who caused it until they beg me to let them die.”

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135. “No one else has treated me the way she does – with anger brimming so potently that it tries to bleed through their gaze and strike me down. It makes me want to shove my cock down her throat and see if she’d try to bite it off, just so I could punish her for using teeth. So I’ll go find my little doe. If only to get off on her hate before I toss her to her king.”

— Emily McIntire

136. “Words were my calm in a life filled with chaos.”

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137. “I’m not sure what loosens my tongue, and I don’t know if I even mean the things I say. All I know is that in this moment, it feels like I might die if I don’t say them.”

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138. “Paint it on my skin so everyone knows who I belong to.”

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139. “James took that fragile girl and threw her somewhere I can’t find, and at least for now, I’m basking in her absence.”

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140. “I just want to be left the hell alone.”

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141. “Anxiety is something that bests everyone it touches. Even me.”

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142. “I’m going to kiss you now,” I tell her. “Why?” she whispers. “Because, ma petite menteuse, the thought of not kissing you makes me want to die.” Our lips collide, and with just one touch – one single moment – I know I’ll never let her go.”

— Emily McIntire

143. “When do you want it?” “Yesterday.” I press into her. “Now.” She stumbles into the cab’s door. “Tomorrow.”

— Emily McIntire

144. “Technically, there are no stars out tonight for me to kiss.” I smile as Sara’s voice. “Maybe they were waiting for you to arrive.”

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145. “If you want a god to worship, ma petite menteuse, no need to look so far.”

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146. “He already told you, didn’t he?” Wendy cocks her head. “He popped my cherry.” Gasps sound around the table, and I choke on the liquid of my drink, my hand shooting to my chest to stifle the cough. “Wendy,” Peter hisses.”

— Emily McIntire

147. “My brother asked if I was a man of faith. I’m a man of many things, but faith is something that is best suited when it’s placed within yourself instead of seeking for it in other people. Other people disappoint.”

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148. “I am not a good man.” “I know,” she breathes. “I have tortured.” I dip my lips down, brushing them against her neck. “I have killed.” Lifting her shirt with my free hand, my fingers skim up her side, my mouth tasting her collarbone, then trailing over the swells of her breasts. “And I’ll do both again, without ever regretting a thing. I enjoy them.”

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149. “Yes, you are. Give it to me, killer. Give me those sweet little sounds when you come for –.”

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150. “He bites, sucks, and kisses, and while I’m sure he’s leaving marks, I can’t find it in me to care, too lost in the way he seems to mold me to fit perfectly to every single piece of him.”

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