Top 200 Emily McIntire Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “I rather like the idea of you having a reminder of me on your skin.”

— Emily McIntire

152. “The tension swirling around our bodies is overwhelming, and I don’t know what it is I’m feeling, only that nothing else has ever felt like it. Opening her eyes, she twists in my arms to look up at my face.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

154. “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

155. “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.”

— Emily McIntire

156. “He points to the clock tower that sits in the middle of the town square, the moon and stars shimmering in the background. “Straight on ’til morning.” My head tilts. “What’s that mean?” His arm wraps around my shoulders, bringing me in close. “That means you don’t quit until you get what you want. Even if it takes all damn night. Understand?”

— Emily McIntire

157. “Maybe I should be offended by his words, but instead, there’s a comfort that spreads through my chest – because he’s right – I am no rose, and I like that he sees me enough to know that.”

— Emily McIntire

158. “Because James sees me as his equal. As someone worthy to stand at his side.”

— Emily McIntire

159. “People only have the power you allow them to have.”

— Emily McIntire

160. “We’re all just out here living, you know? Roaming under clouds that are a thousand different shades of gray. But you can’t help who you love, Nick.”

— Emily McIntire

161. “Give me a reason,” I say instead. “One good reason why I should let you live.” His eyes flare. “Because I love you.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

163. “Because every time you smile,” I say, “every time you give me that little look like you can’t decide if you want to throttle me or kiss me, I want to keep you forever.”

— Emily McIntire

164. “I point to the en suite. “Shower.” To the closet on the right. “Clothes.” To the mattress. “Bed.” Her gaze follows, and she chews on her lip, nodding. I point to her now. “Stay.” “Woof,” she barks.”

— Emily McIntire

165. “You are, without a doubt, the only good I’ve ever known.” I rest my forehead on hers, my shaky breaths ghosting across her lips, my thumb rubbing against her cheek. “So don’t lie to me, Wendy darling. Because my heart won’t survive it if you do.”

— Emily McIntire

166. “In my experience, it’s better when men can’t talk anyway.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

168. “You’re right. I want you to pick something because I can tell that memory of you and your mom, it’s a good one. And I want to be a good one, too.”

— Emily McIntire

169. “We could go our entire lives without speaking, and still, I’d know you in the next one.”

— Emily McIntire

170. “Maybe I shouldn’t believe him. After all, it’s easy for someone’s words to be just that. Words.”

— Emily McIntire

171. “Sometimes the greatest love comes from the most unlikely of places.”

— Emily McIntire

172. “If you want to ensure someone’s loyalty, you have to make sure they understand why you deserve it. And I’ve made sure that people understand the end of a blade hurts worse when the person wielding it enjoys causing pain.”

— Emily McIntire

173. “I own his heart, his mind, and his soul. And he owns mine right back.”

— Emily McIntire

174. “Pathetic, Wendy.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

176. “We are the forgotten. Even though we’re the ones who are left to struggle.”

— Emily McIntire

177. “You’re a man, honey. I’m afraid there’s nothing special about any of you.”

— Emily McIntire

178. “I’ve been here at some florist called A Rose by Any Other Name for the past hour, staring at thirteen different flowers that all look the same, smell the same, and make me want to kill myself the same.”

— Emily McIntire

179. “In a different life” – I bend until my mouth is centimeters from hers – “I would do anything to make you mine, and I’d bring you any person who’s wronged you and make them beg for death at your feet. All you’d have to do is say the word.”

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

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

— Emily McIntire

182. “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

183. “If being here is sinful, then this woman is sin, wrapped in a fiery bow.”

— Emily McIntire

184. “That’s what she is to me: a work of art.”

— Emily McIntire

185. “Her father has money, yet he doesn’t afford her a driver? Any protection? Sliding into my Audi, I pull onto the busy street to follow close behind and make sure she gets home safe.”

— Emily McIntire

186. “Figuring out who you are means knowing every part and accepting every part, no matter what other people may think.”

— Emily McIntire

187. “Now we get you cleaned up, I take you back out there, and I show you how good we can be in this life, not a different one.”

— Emily McIntire

188. “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.”

— Emily McIntire

189. “I would do anything for you. Burn this life down to the ground and build a whole new world if you demanded it.”

— Emily McIntire

190. “The mind is far too easy to manipulate, even by our own subconscious. Fact becomes fiction, or at the very least a warped version of the truth. And the past grows distorted and blurred.”

— Emily McIntire

191. “Tell me your name, piccola sirena.”

— Emily McIntire

192. “What is hate but obsession tinged with fear?”

— Emily McIntire

193. “But there’s beauty in pain, baby.” His hands tilt my face until our gazes lock. “Your strength is in learning how to breathe through it; how to keep living even when it feels like you want to die.”

— Emily McIntire

194. “I can take care of myself,” I say, the same way I always do. He reaches out to grip my chin, tilting my face up to meet his. “I know. But just because you can doesn’t mean you should have to.”

— Emily McIntire

195. “For the freaks. The misfits. The bullied. The loners. The insecure. The damaged. You are worthy. You are warriors.”

— Emily McIntire

196. “I’m not sure where we’re headed, but after what just happened, I think I’d follow her anywhere.”

— Emily McIntire

197. “I’ve known for a while now and just haven’t allowed myself to think about the fact that when it comes down to it, the things that used to be important to me pale in comparison to her.”

— Emily McIntire

198. “Watch and see who I become in spite of you.”

— Emily McIntire

199. “I hum, reaching into my pocket, pulling out the black velvet box and twirling it in my hand. “I don’t know, killer. I think I might surprise you, too.”

— Emily McIntire

200. “I wonder if she realizes she holds all the power here, that I would crawl on my knees to be wherever she is.”

— Emily McIntire