Top 200 Giana Darling Quotes (2026 Update)
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201. “I wanted to turn my body into one of his poems, an ode to me written in my skin and bones.”

— Giana Darling

202. “Like winning with you, Cress, but it’s never losin’ so long as you’re the one happy in the end.”

— Giana Darling

203. “Just Rosie, stripped of her thorns and even of her petals, just a seed of self. And he held her preciously, protectively and patiently as if he would do it forever and never fade or fail.”

— Giana Darling

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

— Giana Darling

205. “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

206. “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

207. “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

208. “I caught sight of the wicked skull and flaming wings across his leather jacket and knew without a flicker of a doubt, that I’d never been meant for anything or anyone else.”

— Giana Darling

209. “They don’t deserve your tears, babe, but if you gotta cry, do it now and get it out. Don’t want you to do it alone,” King murmured.”

— Giana Darling

210. “A man, or a woman for that matter, must have passion or else they are a shell of themselves.”

— Giana Darling

211. “Sometimes a person’s got a soul so pretty it makes ’em glow prettier than anythin’ else.”

— Giana Darling

212. “I’ve kept secrets for so many years I’ve become a vault. It’s not in my nature to share things but to hide them.”

— Giana Darling

213. “It’s not enough until I hurt you, is it, babe?” he crooned into my ear.”

— Giana Darling

214. “We must not all be exactly alike to live a life worthy of God’s grace. Instead, we must follow the path our hearts set out for us so that we might find fulfilment in ways more than just spiritual, but equally profound.”

— Giana Darling

215. “He looked criminal, filled with wicked intent and handsome enough to tempt the pope to sin.”

— Giana Darling

216. “I couldn’t believe this was Danner I was listening to, that the gentleman cop could get off on something so goddamn dirty.”

— Giana Darling

217. “She made a man feel like a fuckin’ god, and I wasn’t goin’ to let her worship be for nothin’.”

— Giana Darling

218. “Pressed up against me on the back of my bike, you’d get to know me pretty quick,” he retorted.”

— Giana Darling

219. “Second, you’re right. I’m not your fuckin’ boyfriend. Children have girlfriends and boyfriends. Idiots let their women walk around unclaimed, secured by a fuckin’ hope and a prayer because they don’t make their women feel owned, cherished like the ultimate prize. No, I am your man, babe.”

— Giana Darling

220. “The Fallen MC felt more like my home than that mayor’s mansion ever had. These were people who understood the full spectrum of morality and cut their own rules and uses from it. I loved the bloodthirsty nature of their revenge because it stemmed like a dark bloom from their deep-rooted loyalty. The way they proudly, staunchly wore their flaws the same way they did their values, daring you to accept nothing less than the full package of who they were.”

— Giana Darling

221. “I wanted to be a part of it. To stand beside the blond king and be his rough and tumble queen.”

— Giana Darling

222. “I’d learned early on that the two most powerful motivators in this life were fear and love.”

— Giana Darling

223. “The truth was, even though my heart was about twice as small as Li’s, I still wanted to give every inch of it to her, hopin’ beyond hope it’d be enough.”

— Giana Darling

224. “I felt like one of Picasso’s strange imaginings, my body twisted up with tension and fear so that I couldn’t even recognize myself as human anymore.”

— Giana Darling

225. “With or without me, Loulou Lafayette was going over to the dark side.”

— Giana Darling

226. “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

227. “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

228. “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

229. “Not all love stories play out in the light. Some of the best romances occur in the veil of shadows.”

— Giana Darling

230. “You are not weak,” he repeated the mantra softly, coarsely, palming my throat in one hand even though it made Seth gurgle in protest. “You’re strong enough to make a dead man walkin’ feel, Bea. You remember that you’re ever in a bad place and I can’t get to you fast enough, yeah? You remember not even the reaper of The Fallen can scare you, and then you motherfuckin’ defend yourself.”

— Giana Darling

231. “Life was too short to spend time sorting everything into boxes and labels.”

— Giana Darling

232. “I just gotta corrupt you a little and, just sayin’, I’m lookin’ forward to that part.”

— Giana Darling

233. “Show me how beautiful it can be to be broken.”

— Giana Darling

234. “Lila was a young woman, ripenin’ like fruit on a vine. Honest to Christ, I was almost afraid to put my hands on her lest she fall off into my hand like an overripe peach too succulent to toss away without taking a bite.”

— Giana Darling

235. “I’d seen him make Cressida laugh when she was grieving for her lost husband, and I’d seen him touch his rough tipped fingers to the crown of Z and Lou’s little girl, Angel’s fair curls, as if anointing her with his protection, a knight in service to her since birth.”

— Giana Darling