Top 180 Sophie Lark Quotes (2026 Update)
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51. “I’d rather die next to her than live without her.”

— Sophie Lark

52. “Maks is as cunning as an arctic fox – skinny, ruthless, and charming when he wants to be. I’ve known him since he was fifteen years old – when he beat his step-father to death with a hammer and came to work for the Bratva instead.”

— Sophie Lark

53. “There’s nothing healthier than olive oil and red wine. You eat like an Italian and you’ll live forever. It’s not good to be too skinny.”

— Sophie Lark

54. “There’s no pleasure quite like reading, is there? Sometimes it’s the only thing that eases my mind.”

— Sophie Lark

55. “I content myself with smiling up at him and saying, “In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity.”

— Sophie Lark

56. “You’re going to marry Callum Griffin in two weeks,” Papa says.”

— Sophie Lark

57. “I was a corpse when I met you, Nessa,” he says. “No breath. No heart. No life. I felt nothing. I cared about nothing. Then I saw you, and you woke me up inside. I was such a fool at first. I was so numb that I thought that spark must be hatred. If I was a normal person, I would have realized it was love. Love at first sight. From the second I laid eyes on you.”

— Sophie Lark

58. “I do it because you matter to me,” Miles says. “I wouldn’t forget about you any more than I’d forget about breathing.”

— Sophie Lark

59. “I don’t think you ever stop missing the people you’ve lost. Maybe someday it hurts less.”

— Sophie Lark

60. “Everybody thinks they want Sabrina. The dose is the poison.”

— Sophie Lark

61. “Nero is grinning with that wicked, devilish smile. Nothing pleases him more than playing my body like an instrument.”

— Sophie Lark

62. “I’m engulfed in jealousy. Inflamed with it. It’s a bonfire all around me, and I’m a heretic tied to the stake, burning and burning and burning.”

— Sophie Lark

63. “A marriage strangles and dies on apathy. Passion keeps it alive.”

— Sophie Lark

64. “Great,” I say. “But who’s going to protect me from my betrothed? That girl is a wild animal. Can you imagine her as a politician’s wife? I doubt she even knows how to walk in heels.” “Then you’ll teach her,” my mother says. “I don’t know how to walk in heels, either,” I say sarcastically. “How exactly am I supposed to teach her to be a lady, mother?”

— Sophie Lark

65. “She loves me. And I love her. I can’t stop loving her. No matter what she’s done to me, no matter what she might do in the future, I can never stop. I would cut off my hands for this woman. Strip the flesh off my bones for her. I can’t live without her, and I don’t want to try. Forgiving her isn’t optional. I have to do it. I can’t exist without it.”

— Sophie Lark

66. “That’s a lie. I have tried it. All I learned is that no amount of submission is good enough for a man. You can roll over, show your belly, beg for mercy, and they’ll just keep hitting you. Because the very act of breathing is rebellious in the eyes of an angry male.”

— Sophie Lark

67. “All the light went out of my life,” I whisper. “I’ve been so dark without you.”

— Sophie Lark

68. “Then you can go around the house and garden. Everywhere but the west wing.” I don’t ask him what’s in the west wing.”

— Sophie Lark

69. “He swapped positions with me, and now he’s basking in the light of the most beautiful girl in school, and I’m the one locked outside, jealously looking in with my face pressed up against the glass.”

— Sophie Lark

70. “It’s better to be friends than enemies, don’t you think?” I’m ready to be his best friend if he’ll keep touching me like that.”

— Sophie Lark

71. “Do you know why I sent you away?” I ask her. “Yes,” she sobs. “Because you love me.” “That’s right,” I sigh.”

— Sophie Lark

72. “Then I taste his lips and his tongue, I breathe in his scent, and it’s gasoline on an open flame. I’m the wood, he’s the accelerant. No matter how much we burn, we’re never used up.”

— Sophie Lark

73. “In her hands were the Blue Swan and the Garden of Eden. And in her lap was the Crimson Heart.”

— Sophie Lark

74. “That’s why there was no emotion on my side, just indifference. You need push and pull to feel love. Or hate.”

— Sophie Lark

75. “Because I’m not a good guy,” I tell her. “Not even a little bit.”

— Sophie Lark

76. “This is a girl who’s meant to shine in the dark like a silvery star. I found her. I brought her here. Now she’s lighting up my night.”

— Sophie Lark

77. “What are you doing, little ballerina?” he growls.”

— Sophie Lark

78. “Now she’s looking at my arms again, trying to decipher the meaning of my tattoos. She won’t understand them. They’re dense, convoluted, and they have meaning only to me.”

— Sophie Lark

79. “I’ve always found women just as beautiful as men – sometimes, even more so. I respect strong women the way I respect strong men.”

— Sophie Lark

80. “I want Cole. I want him like money, like success, like achievement. I want him much more than I want other supposed necessities: safety, for instance. Or sanity.”

— Sophie Lark

81. “I don’t think he means to kiss me. But one hand on my face becomes two, and then he pulls me toward him, our lips coming together in one smooth movement.”

— Sophie Lark

82. “But now I feel that most dangerous emotion of all – guilt. The emotion that drains you, that makes you regret even the most necessary actions.”

— Sophie Lark

83. “They think they know Leo Gallo. Anna is the only person who actually does.”

— Sophie Lark

84. “I put my lips up against his ear and I whisper, “Do you want me, Cal?” “I don’t want you,” he moans, his voice husky and raw. “I need you.”

— Sophie Lark

85. “That’s what I admire about her. She’s wild and sh’s fierce.”

— Sophie Lark

86. “I won’t let Rocco see me squirm, though. Not for a second. “You keep staring and I’m gonna charge you for an Only Fans membership,” I say.”

— Sophie Lark

87. “This is from a movie, too,” he says. “Do you know it?” I shake my head. “I’ll play it for you next time.” I look up into his face. “How many next times will there be?” “Infinite,” he says.”

— Sophie Lark

88. “I kiss her like I’ll never let her go. Because I won’t. Not ever.”

— Sophie Lark

89. “I won’t ever leave you,” Nero says. “Never, Camille. You’ll never have to wonder where I went. I’ll be right by your side.”

— Sophie Lark

90. “Good,” Dean breathes. “Because the way you look in that dress – I couldn’t stand to see you dance with anyone else.”

— Sophie Lark

91. “I love this woman. The day she set my house on fire was the luckiest day of my life. It truly is the luck of the Irish: perverse. Inexplicable. And utterly fantastic. “Do you forgive me for losing it in the first place?” she asks me, slipping her slim little hand into mine. “I shouldn’t tell you how much you could get away with, Aida,” I say, shaking my head. “But you already know that I’d forgive anything you do.”

— Sophie Lark

92. “I don’t want to be taken care of,” she says. “I want to be seen.”

— Sophie Lark

93. “Then she holds out her wrist to me. “I want you,” she says. “And you want me.” I close the manacle around her wrist, hearing it lock in place. “Now I have you,” I say.”

— Sophie Lark

94. “After all these years of living in a monastery, I’ve finally found faith in something. This girl who tried to kill me, and instead, brought me new life. I’m almost happy as I pull through the gates to Remizov’s house. Because I’m about to see Sloane again. I’d rather die next to her than live without her.”

— Sophie Lark

95. “There he lays. My beast. My enemy. My captor.”

— Sophie Lark

96. “The pain enhances the pleasure, and the pleasure enhances the pain.”

— Sophie Lark

97. “I’ve killed fourteen people and I’ve yet to receive a single knock on my door.”

— Sophie Lark

98. “I’d go anywhere for you, Riona. I’d do anything. I know I probably shouldn’t tell you that. You don’t like anything if it’s too easy. But it’s true – you’ve got me wrapped around your little finger.”

— Sophie Lark

99. “The truth is, I do feel abandoned.”

— Sophie Lark

100. “I know it’s ridiculous because they’re just kids. But I want to be first in her eyes, the way she is in mine. Closer than blood.”

— Sophie Lark