Top 160 Emily McIntire Quotes (2026 Update)
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101. “No, little doe, not here. They don’t get your tears.”

— Emily McIntire

102. “I guess when you’ve experienced the things I have, you learn quickly that immortality is only granted through people’s memories.”

— Emily McIntire

103. “Only now, she’s burned into my brain. And I’m not sure how to get her out.”

— Emily McIntire

104. “It’s amazing what we’re capable of overlooking – what we’re willing to do – when it comes to those we love.”

— Emily McIntire

105. “Do you trust me, little doe?” he asks. My heart stalls. “No.” He smirks. “Good.”

— Emily McIntire

106. “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

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

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

109. “But I’m worse than any of the wild that lives in these woods, and I’ll hunt down everyone involved like prey, bathing in their blood and dancing to their screams until they repent for their sins.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

111. “Good girl.” I pat her cheek before lowering her head back to my lap.”

— Emily McIntire

112. “Most of the time, his personality is calm waters, still and sparkling and as clear as glass. But a single drop can disrupt the entire surface, and you never know when the rain will hit.”

— Emily McIntire

113. “Sinful girl, coming on my tongue and screaming the Lord’s name while you do it,” he rumbles in my ear.”

— Emily McIntire

114. “When you come to the JR tonight, wear something blue.” I lean in, my breath ghosting along her ear. “It’s such a lovely color, and I want to spend all night imagining the way it will look shredded on my bedroom floor.”

— Emily McIntire

115. “I realize that even the most fractured of hearts have further to break. Because mine was just decimated to ash.”

— Emily McIntire

116. “Our lips collide, and with just one touch – one single moment – I know I’ll never let her go.”

— Emily McIntire

117. “There’s something so attractive about a man who can do that. Who can bend and mold you any way he desires, as if you’re just along for the ride.”

— Emily McIntire

118. “Such a good girl,” he purrs.”

— Emily McIntire

119. “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.”

— Emily McIntire

120. “Being honorable only works when both sides play by the rules.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

122. “It’s an admirable trait – to be so sure of yourself in a world without answers. An enviable one.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

124. “It would be such a shame to lose that inquisitive mind,” I murmur. “I don’t wish to stifle it. I wish to break it apart and see what other questions I can find.”

— Emily McIntire

125. “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.”

— Emily McIntire

126. “Years of being at the hands of someone who frequently lost their wits have taught me that control is paramount.”

— Emily McIntire

127. “You see... subduing a woman is all about control... A delicate weaving of power. A give-and-take, if you will. Supplying them with the absolute pleasure of your dominance.”

— Emily McIntire

128. “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.”

— Emily McIntire

129. “On your hands and knees,” I command, voice low and dark.”

— Emily McIntire

130. “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

131. “You stubborn, silly man.” Sliding my fingers up his jaw, I cup the back of his neck, lifting on my tiptoes while I drag him down until his forehead rests on mine. “Don’t you know I’m yours?” I whisper.”

— Emily McIntire

132. “That’s what cancer does. It ravages you from the inside out without caring who you are. It doesn’t matter whether you keep the world in the palm of your hand or if you have more money than God. It just feeds on death. And death always wins, one way or another.”

— Emily McIntire

133. “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

134. “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

135. “You don’t remind me of her.” My chest twists. He blows out a heavy breath, that forest green gaze spearing through me and pinning me to my spot. “I think you are her.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

137. “If you were like her, then there wouldn’t be a you.”

— Emily McIntire

138. “Be safe, my queen,” Daria whispers to my back. My heart stutters. “I’m no one’s queen. I’m just the one who will burn the crown.”

— Emily McIntire

139. “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.”

— Emily McIntire

140. “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

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

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

144. “Say my name,” I say in her ear, commanding through sweat-matted hair. “Say my name when you come on my cock.”

— Emily McIntire

145. “How fortuitous that the man I long to kill is serving himself to me on a silver platter.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

147. “I’m going to love you. Because loving you hurts so much more.”

— Emily McIntire

148. “When he’s this close, it’s impossible to not smell the cinnamon and pine, and with every inhale, arousal digs its dirty claws into me further.”

— Emily McIntire

149. “She could burn Sultans to the ground with me inside, and I’d die happily, knowing she was queen of the ashes.”

— Emily McIntire

150. “And maybe that makes me stupid.”

— Emily McIntire