Top 200 Giana Darling Quotes (2024 Update)
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201. “I’ve done countless things in my life that I should not have done, but loving you is the best mistake I ever made.”

— Giana Darling

202. “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

203. “I felt her perfection move through me like a religious experience, the way a zealot might feel after a long, hard pilgrimage lookin’ on his final destination, his place of peace and worship.”

— Giana Darling

204. “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

205. “His words in ink on paper were my Bible, his attention my place of meditation and his hands on my skin? The same hands I’d dreamt of every day for a decade. That I’d prayed for with more fervency than any virtues I’d been told to worship at church. They were my ultimate blessing.”

— Giana Darling

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

— Giana Darling

207. “Violence isn’t justice unless you can prove it’s founded.”

— Giana Darling

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

— Giana Darling

209. “When life gives you lemons, grab the tequila.”

— Giana Darling

210. “I was a good woman who had fallen in love with the ultimate bad boy.”

— Giana Darling

211. “He looked powerful and dark. A god in his den of iniquity.”

— Giana Darling

212. “But I cried then, and I discovered just how many types of tears there were. Angry tears, so salty they burned my hot cheeks. Wallowing tears, the kind that seeped into my mouth and made me nauseous as if I’d swallowed too much sea water. Lonely tears as I realized how few people I had in my corner, how few loved ones I could call my own. As I realized much of that solitariness was my fault because I’d pushed so many people away out of fear of being hurt.”

— Giana Darling

213. “If anything was a phase, it was Louise. And she was fading fast to give way for Lou. Zeus’s Lou.”

— Giana Darling

214. “Ignacio was always spouting these stupid sayings, but this one, “no hay mal que por bien no venga,” means there is no bad from which good doesn’t come.”

— Giana Darling

215. “I am beginning to understand that I am addicted to the way I feel about myself when I’m with you. Like I’m the hero and not the villain.”

— Giana Darling

216. “Little Lou, babe, what’s wrong with my girl?”

— Giana Darling

217. “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind,” Grandpa quoted from Romans 12:2.”

— Giana Darling

218. “How was it possible that every time I wanted to rage at him, resolved to hate him, determined I would move on from my childhood love and find something new, he drew me back so gently, so coaxingly and inexorably into his orbit that I wondered why I had ever wanted to leave in the first place?”

— Giana Darling

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

— Giana Darling

220. “I wanted to respect this sacrifice he was making, summoning old demons just to show me why they existed.”

— Giana Darling

221. “Because that girl lying in that bed was mine the way a sculpture created by an artist was his. I’d formed her soft clay shape with my words then cast it in copper with my hands and finally she’d settled in her current shape. A little warrior rebel with the soul of an angel in the body of a sinner.”

— Giana Darling

222. “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

223. “You’re a King who makes her want to be his rough-and-tumble Queen,” I said before I could stop myself, our whispered conversation lending a confessional tone to our words.”

— Giana Darling

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

— Giana Darling

225. “It’s you who’s stuck with me, little warrior. Not lettin’ you go now. Not fuckin’ ever.” “Good.”

— Giana Darling

226. “My fierce, loyal, handsome Lion standing before me, holding me, looking at me like I was the lost treasure of Atlantis and he’d never need for anything again.”

— Giana Darling

227. “Just friends, Nova? That’s not you and me, maybe it never even was.”

— Giana Darling

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

— Giana Darling

229. “King was my apple, my Satan, my ultimate fall from grace.”

— Giana Darling

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

— Giana Darling

231. “Safe,” I whispered to myself to soothe the wild terror still gnawing at the back of my mind. “Safe,” he echoed, his strong arms finally going around me in a tight cinch.”

— Giana Darling

232. “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

233. “The evidence of her capacity for violence made me harder than her lingerie.”

— Giana Darling

234. “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

235. “I focused on my breath, the harsh drag of it into my lungs and out through my mouth. There was a crack in the foundation of my life threatening to collapse everything I’d ever known. A previously unknown portion of my brain reminded me that life grew in the cracks, the earth pushing up through those imperfections to fill them with green and flowers.”

— Giana Darling