Top 90 Harper L. Woods Quotes (2026 Update)
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51. “Why did it have to be snakes? She couldn’t have had an affinity for puppies?”

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52. “Beauty didn’t matter when you were dead and rotting in the ground.”

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53. “I was no stranger to going into terrifying situations alone; in fact, it was where I found comfort. I could rely on myself, always. It was everyone else who constantly disappointed me. Every moment of every day, I stood alone when things got tough.”

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54. “I was no innocent in the centuries before your creation, but I would have waited a dozen more for you.”

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55. “For the survivors who rise like the stars.”

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56. “I’ve known exactly what you are for quite some time, Witchling.”

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57. “Show them what they will never have.”

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58. “You didn’t just decide a woman was yours to protect after a few days spent together.”

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59. “Why don’t you come outside and lie to me again, love?”

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60. “I was at Hollow’s Grove. My father couldn’t touch me. Couldn’t punish me when I disobeyed him on the weekends he brought me to his cabin.”

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61. “I’d been born a legacy. I would die one as well.”

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62. “You know better than to underestimate a woman, Jensen,” a feminine voice scolded as the owner stepped around the corner of the tunnel.”

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63. “Your body is different than it was before. You move more swiftly, come upon obstacles quicker. Your reflexes need to catch up and work more efficiently now.”

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64. “Wearing a skirt would be so impractical if I needed to bury bodies in the woods when people got in my way.”

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65. “With just one kiss, he’d proven everything I’d already known. The man would be the end of me. “I would wait an eternity for you, Little One. You never need to be sorry,” he said, dropping one last gentle kiss to my mouth and backing away. I peeled myself off the tree, turning my attention back to the village as he gave me space.”

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66. “I’ll be your God any day, my star,” he murmured, burying his face into me.”

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67. “I love you, Witchling. For everything you are and for everything you are not.”

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68. “What difference did it make to me if he touched another woman with those gentle fingers that so often stroked my skin? If his breath washed over another woman’s cheek while he murmured in her ear? If he tore another woman in two with his monumental cock?”

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69. “Because life isn’t always tidy. We don’t always have the answers we want, and love isn’t always pretty,” he said, his gaze pointed as I swallowed audibly. “It’s messy and painful, but it is always worthwhile. It is always the answer, my star, not the problem.”

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70. “From the moment I’d been created, from the very instant I’d come into this world and drawn my first breath, she’d been in the Void between life and death. Waiting to be born. Waiting to be mine.”

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71. “I’d like to see you reach the stirrups, witch,” Holt said, placing a foot in one pointedly and lifting himself up onto the back of the saddle. He settled himself against her ass, pressing closer than was probably necessary as she froze solid. “I did warn you that you would feel it,” he added with a chuckle, reaching.”

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72. “That it was only the standards men placed upon us that made us believe the two were mutually exclusive.”

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73. “We were supposed to go together, despite my hesitation in trusting him. I couldn’t give myself to him wholeheartedly, not with whatever he didn’t want me to know looming between us, but I couldn’t let him go, either.”

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74. “You think I would allow anyone but me to touch you?”

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75. “She made them love her, and as such, took the first step in building her army.”

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76. “You’re slow because you’re in pain. We’ll move faster if I carry you,” he said, striding forward as if he didn’t have the weight of a whole-ass person draped over his arms like a rug that needed cleaning.”

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77. “Let’s get one thing clear, Witchling. I am not jealous. I am possessive over what is mine.”

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78. “But I knew the man he really was. I knew how gentle he could be when he rocked himself into me, and how sweetly he caressed my skin when he thought I was sleeping, as if he couldn’t quite convince himself I was real.”

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79. “You’re in love with me, Willow Hecate. Say it.”

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80. “Careful, love. I just might like that.”

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81. “Could I really risk my heart in the process? Or had it never really been mine to give?”

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82. “I couldn’t do it.”

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83. “The scrapes weren’t horrible enough that I’d die or needed serious attention from a healer, but it didn’t take much to cause an infection or make functioning painful.”

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84. “He was beautiful and infuriating – a disaster waiting to happen.”

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85. “The moon vanished.”

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86. “I was a liability to him, and yet, I couldn’t bring myself to sneak off in the night. The thought of what he would do when he hunted me down once again was enough to keep me by his side, wondering how my savior had somehow become a morally gray man with no boundaries and a distinct lack of understanding how an actual courtship worked.”

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87. “I’m not wearing any trousers.” “And that is the problem. I like my intestines in my stomach and not shoved into my lungs.”

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88. “But I’m your monster, my star. Now tell me what I want to hear. I want to hear you say the thought that is rattling around inside your beautiful, twisted little mind.”

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89. “The fear of ignorant men is a powerful thing.”

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90. “Nothing existed outside of the two of us, the world beyond our bond existing outside of the haven we created. Without my glamour to lessen it, the magic seemed to pulse through the air, the hands of the Fates and their threads working to connect us as we had always been destined to be.”

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91. “Was your father a Lord or something?” I asked, unable to stop the burning curiosity. “You could say that,” he said evasively, shrugging his shoulders. That certainly explained why he’d been tolerated even though he wasn’t a legitimate child.”

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