Top 80 K. Webster Quotes (2025 Update)
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51. “It’s what I’m attracted to. This attraction was, at one time, nearly fatal.”

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52. “Those lips are the color of blood and I feel my cock twitch at the idea of spilling some of hers.”

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53. “The depression bleeds into all aspects of her life.”

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54. “I breathelicktastetouchsmellfeelneed you.” I sniffle as I squeeze him to me. “I love you too, Torin.”

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55. “In that case, which would be the lesser of two evils – terror cabin with a psycho or beach estate with a weirdo?”

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56. “I wanted something better than perfection. I wanted you.”

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57. “Kady,” I whisper. She loves it when I whisper. “Come back to me.” But she doesn’t.”

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58. “I’ve spied on his emails that he writes back and forth with Tyler each day, but I can’t connect that Torin with the Torin I know. My Torin doesn’t like to make eye contact. My Torin is abrupt. My Torin makes sounds of distress when the movies get too loud. My Torin behaves erratically and doesn’t seem to give me the time of day aside from the trails of pennies he leaves everywhere.”

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59. “I watch them from my comfy recliner in our living room through the giant windows as they work in the yard. Our home has more windows than any house I’ve ever seen. My wife designed it that way. Pride surges through me.”

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60. “Maybe part of the reason I don’t have any friends is because I refuse to let anyone in. My walls are always erect and impenetrable.”

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61. “I couldn’t choose one type to represent you. You’re everything at once. Every pretty thing in one breathtaking package.”

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62. “I found someone better,” he hisses. “But God was cruel and made him incapable of loving me back. So second best will have to do.”

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63. “There are some things a woman can’t hide from, no matter how hard she tries. Like her past. It’s always there, just below the surface, lying in wait for the perfect time to come back out and play.”

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64. “Anything worth having turns you upside down and shakes you until you can’t see straight anymore.”

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65. “Something draws me to him. I feel connected in a way I can’t explain. It scares me because of who he is and what he’s done. Yet I can’t stop it. I want to fix him. I’m the one with the broken body and the broken spirit, but he’s the one with a flickering soul. Like, at any moment, he might blink out and fade out of existence. And dammit, I just feel like that tiny little flame of his needs some stoking. I want to be the one to show him he’s more than these insecure feelings and self-doubt.”

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66. “My emotions threaten to consume me. I went from having no one who cared about me, aside from a social worker who was paid to – to having two men desperate to keep me safe and secure in their home.”

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67. “Three’s my new favorite number because it includes me. Baylee, our baby, and me. One, two, three. Love doesn’t come in the shape of a heart, it clearly comes in triangles.”

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68. “I swear all I do is get hard in her presence.”

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69. “Sweet girl, if I told you everything, life would lose all mystery.”

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70. “You know I love you,” he murmurs. “Always. No matter what. Forever.”

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71. “I’ll give you all the pennies, Casey. I’ll give you them all.”

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72. “Our friendship has been fire and ice. A volatile clashing of emotions that somehow makes sense. We blow up and then we cool together. Like a couple of damn volcanoes.”

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73. “You’re worth it,” I grunt out as I buck against her. My teeth tug at her bottom lip. “You’re worth whatever consequences come after this. Worth straying from my calling.” I bite her lip again. “You’re mine, Lace.”

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74. “Violet makes me better,” I tell him, confidence in my tone. He smirks. “I can see that. I can see she’s warmed up to you.” “She’s mine,” I tell him absently as if that is the reason why she is no longer frigid around me. “Does she know that?” he probes, amusement in his voice. “I told her a time or two.” He.”

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75. “I’m able to silence those roars. Turn them into whispers.”

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76. “I don’t want to leave her side, but having her wake up like this would be bad for our budding relationship.”

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77. “I’ll fill in the missing voids of your heart with parts of mine,” he whispers while his cock still twitches inside me.”

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78. “How were we so lucky? Two people lost in a world only to find solace and companionship in someone just as fractured as they are. I think destiny has played a hand in our union.”

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79. “It roars and roars and when we’re both long gone from this world, it will ripple with whispers until the end of time.”

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80. “I’ll free her monsters. Because once they’re free, I can find them and kill them.”

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81. “I need to feed her with affection and gain her trust before I slap a collar on her and declare her mine.”

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82. “I feel my soul tethering itself to yours.”

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83. “For a moment, he seems so young and boyish. It makes me want to wrap my arms around him and never let go. The thought is jarring. Permanent. Unyielding. God is becoming worse than any addiction a person could have. He’s a sickness. An infection. And as I watch him effortlessly start a fire, his beautiful smile in place, I realize I want to lick him, inhale him, make love to him. Whatever sickness he is, I want to make it mine.”

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84. “You shove that filthy-ass piece of meat into this starved mouth and I’ll show you what hunger truly looks like, Heart.”

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85. “A tear rolls down his cheek, catching me by surprise. “I laughed for you.”

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86. “I’d say her laugh is soft like a feather fluttering along a porch floor. You want to pick it up and touch it, but you don’t want to ruin its journey. It’s perfect as it moves along, undisturbed. The sound is one that can’t be described. It just is. A sound that finds its way down into the very marrow of your bones. Roots inside and lives there. Quivers and quakes – a constant reminder that it’s there.”

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