Top 200 Giana Darling Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “What I said was that a man in love has one weakness, his woman. It’s his Achilles’ heel. But that same love makes the rest of him impenetrable, strong as a god.”

— Giana Darling

52. “What if peace was my mother tongue, but violence was my second language? I’d be safer, surer certainly than I’d ever felt before.”

— Giana Darling

53. “You’re more than my family, you’re more than my best friend. You’re the choice I want to make every single day, to live to the fullest and love the hardest.”

— Giana Darling

54. “But I did feel the grace of God last night, a different kind of god, one made of thunder and motor oil and wicked deeds, held together by leather and ink.”

— Giana Darling

55. “If you die, I’ll go on breathing, but I won’t go on livin’ ’cause the most beautiful part of my life would have ceased to exist.”

— Giana Darling

56. “And I got you. You’re mine, little Queen. And I’m going to take everything from you.”

— Giana Darling

57. “If I ever was an angel, I chose to fall,” she whispered. “Just as angels fell for Lucifer, Priest, I’d fall again and again for you.”

— Giana Darling

58. “The feeling that with Priest, every piece of me, dark and light, sweet and bitter, saintly and sinful was glued together by his acceptance into a beautiful mosaic. That feeling that with him, I’d never been so beautiful and whole. We were two broken halves that locked together in a way that could never be undone.”

— Giana Darling

59. “I took the name of the monster who made me, who stripped me bare straight down to the dark heart of me, and made it mine.”

— Giana Darling

60. “I know enough and when you’re ready to share more, I won’t run away scared because you’re the person I’ve always run to when I am.”

— Giana Darling

61. “He was the only place I felt safe. I wanted to make his body my address and his soul my home.”

— Giana Darling

62. “It was only Harleigh Rose I wanted with every multifaceted part of me. As a man elementally, powerfully could want a woman, to cherish her, guard her and plant his babies in her.”

— Giana Darling

63. “There is no space for judgment where there is love, Phillipa.”

— Giana Darling

64. “Shut up, lock the door and come here. Detention is in session.”

— Giana Darling

65. “There’s no God but this devil in your bed.”

— Giana Darling

66. “There is no way to say goodbye to the ones you love, but as I think on it, I believe that is for a reason. We never truly say goodbye to the people we love because we live on in each other’s hearts and minds long after one of us might be gone.”

— Giana Darling

67. “The endless constellations of cinnamon freckles scattered on every inch of available pale skin, and the shade of green in his eyes I sometimes fancied was emerald and other times darker, textured like wet moss.”

— Giana Darling

68. “Being pure is so overrated.”

— Giana Darling

69. “Yes, I was a good girl, a churchgoing, straight A-receiving, animal-loving blond with a serious penchant for all things pink and girly. But I was drawn to the dark like a planet pulled irrevocably toward a black hole. I wanted more than sunshine and flowers.”

— Giana Darling

70. “I was a good Christian girl with an obsession for those who sinned.”

— Giana Darling

71. “Love sayin’ it. Love that you came over to the dark side for me. Says a lot ’bout my powers of corruption.”

— Giana Darling

72. “But there was no way my guilt or morals were going to keep me away from my girl when she was in distress.”

— Giana Darling

73. “A man without respect for the law is not a man without respect for anything. All that intensity, that devotion, is channeled toward other things, mostly their people; the brotherhood, family, their women. You can’t experience anything like it until you’ve had it.”

— Giana Darling

74. “Memories masquerading as nightmares.”

— Giana Darling

75. “He was right, what he’d said about us being made of the same stuff. We weren’t opposites, not even close. He was a chaos of contradictions, and I was a contradictory chaos, but that was why we worked.”

— Giana Darling

76. “She was so fuckin’ lovely in her despair, tragic in a romantic way like Juliet before her Romeo. Of course, even my Flower Child made heartbreak look pretty.”

— Giana Darling

77. “The light in my head exploded through my body like a super nova, drenching me in golden oblivion.”

— Giana Darling

78. “He was this contradiction only my heart could decipher. A lovely monster. A beautiful nightmare.”

— Giana Darling

79. “It wasn’t a threat. A threat implied probability, a chance either way. No, my words were a promise.”

— Giana Darling

80. “Love you,” I told him. “Bone of my bone,” he replied.”

— Giana Darling

81. “The rightness of it surged through me, hot where I was cold, scorching through all the icy chambers of my heart until it burned. Until I was lit up like an old house and quickly going down in her flames.”

— Giana Darling

82. “Not all love stories play out in the light. Some of the best romances occur in the veil of shadows.” Z’s smile was bright and quick as a lightning strike against his dark face. “I don’t fuckin’ doubt it.”

— Giana Darling

83. “People don’t really notice kids unless they’re in the way.”

— Giana Darling

84. “Hope filled the human heart until you felt it could float, and it was so easy to forget that an overinflated balloon was that much easier to pop.”

— Giana Darling

85. “Do it for you, Lou. Do anythin’ for you.”

— Giana Darling

86. “Elena had taught me from a young age that if you could understand something, its motivation or context, you held power over it and over your reaction to it.”

— Giana Darling

87. “Nova’s always been the pretty boy, the affable, unflappable jokester. But around you, he had this depth, like this secret compartment in his personality only you could unlock.”

— Giana Darling

88. “And I liked the sound of the rain pounding with fury against the thin nylon umbrella, and the glass-like shatter of the waves hurling themselves at the rocky shore. It was all violence and temper, all passion. It made me feel human to sit there in the middle of it all and let nature batter me into feeling something.”

— Giana Darling

89. “I want to hear my Queen beg for her King, you hear me?”

— Giana Darling

90. “But we’ll both know the truth. It may be your body, Harleigh Rose, but I own it.”

— Giana Darling

91. “If I’m going to hell, I might as well enjoy the view.”

— Giana Darling

92. “Such a small collection of things, like seashells gathered along the shore, not nearly enough to claim notion of the entire ocean. But I was desperate for more. For him.”

— Giana Darling

93. “Take me way down deep into the dark. Help me find some new piece of myself there.”

— Giana Darling

94. “Sometimes we live in a cage of our own makin’, little Bea, and sometimes, even though we got the key, we don’t wanna let ourselves out.”

— Giana Darling

95. “It was an angel, one inked right over his heart. Her small, detailed face was mine and her hands were raised to cup the scar of the bullet wound Zeus had taken for me nearly eleven years earlier. “Z,” I breathed as tears compressed my chest. He wrapped an arm around my waist and brought me into his right side. “My fallen angel.” “My guardian monster,” I breathed into his mouth as he lowered it onto mine for a kiss.”

— Giana Darling

96. “I’ll break up with her tonight if you promise to be in my bed, ready to be punished by ten.”

— Giana Darling

97. “I didn’t want to be a bad person. I never had, which wasn’t to say I’d succeed in that. I’d been bad. But I’d always had this fairy tale ideal of good and bad, pure and evil. I’d assumed I would always be on the ‘right’ side of the law and morality. But when one contradicted the other, I found myself at a cross roads.”

— Giana Darling

98. “I wanted her to be my religion, the reason the sun rose and fell each day. The reason for my entire fuckin’ existence.”

— Giana Darling

99. “There was cracking in my ribs, a yawning open of bones, and then with a brutal thud that robbed me of breath, I felt her there, my girl, my heart, slotted into my chest. I was destroyed by her love, the dead man murdered by sweet hands.”

— Giana Darling

100. “He was wrong, but something about his demeanor made me want to confirm his worst beliefs about me. I had the bad habit of living up to people’s worst assumptions and cutting off my nose to spite my face, just because my feelings were hurt that they would think so little of me. My therapist called it a “self-fulfilling prophecy.” I called it survival instinct.”

— Giana Darling