H Quotes
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“He'd even sent her a random text that morning--- a link to a fanfic story involving them and Willy Wonka's R-rated chocolate factory. He thought it would make her laugh. She'd sent the skull emoji back, so...”
Source: For Butter or Worse
“He’d explained that he’d loved her mother so much that just being in the same room with her, not doing anything special, was better than the most exciting party with anyone else. At the time she hadn’t understood his point, but suddenly it all made sense.”
Source: Completely Smitten
“He'd failed them, the swimming goldfish of his life's tiny existence whom he held so dear in his heart; he'd turned his muses into mistakes and no one knew the difference but him.”
Source: The Quiet Kill
“He’d fallen in the trap before of believing she had the cold soul of an ice queen, but moments like these, it seemed more like she’d been encased a long time ago and couldn’t break free.”
Source: Rising for Autumn
“He'd finally found her alone and in the perfect location. The stillroom, tucked away on the ground floor of one wing, was private, and contained no daybed, chaise, or similar piece of furniture.
In his present state, that was just as well. A gentleman should not, after all, go too far with the lady he intended making his wife before informing her of that fact. The absence of any of the customary aids to seduction should make coming to the point easy, after which they could retire to some place of greater comfort, so he could be comfortable again.
The thought- of how he would ease the discomfort that had dogged him for the past days- wound his spring a notch tighter.”
Source: A Rake's Vow
“He'd find a way to cheat death—or die, gloriously, trying.”
Source: The Speaker
“He'd followed in the footsteps of a man who knew the way.”
Source: Holiday Grind
“He'd forgotten how beautiful she was.
This revelation was astonishing to him, for he'd spent more time than he cared to admit thinking about the girl, conjuring her face when he closed his eyes at night. He did not think of himself capable of forgetting anything about her, and yet he must have, for he was struck stupid anew, drawing near her now like a hungry flame to tinder.”
Source: This Woven Kingdom
“He’d forgotten what this brand of uncertainty was like. He’d always had some other project to immerse himself in, mind exploding with plots, keeping the anxiety at bay. Torture couched in madness.”
Source: Edge of Sundown
“He'd found a sweet-water stream that I drank from, and for dinner we found winkles that we ate baked on stones. We watched the sun set like a peach on the sea, making plans on how we might live till a ship called by.
Next we made a better camp beside a river and had ourselves a pretty bathing pool all bordered with ferns; lovely it was, with marvelous red parrots chasing through the trees. Our home was a hut made of branches thatched with flat leaves, a right cozy place to sleep in. We had fat birds that Jack snared for our dinner, and made fire using a shard of looking glass I found in my pocket. We had lost the compass in the water, but didn't lament it. I roasted fish and winkles in the embers. For entertainment we even had Jack's penny whistle. It was a paradise, it was."
"You loved him," her mistress said softly, as her pencil resumed its hissing across the paper. Peg fought a choking feeling in her chest. Aye, she had loved him- a damned sight more than this woman could ever know.
"He loved me like his own breath," she said, in a voice that was dangerously plaintive. "He said he thanked God for the day he met me." Peg's eyes brimmed full; she was as weak as water. The rest of her tale stuck in her throat like a fishbone.
Mrs. Croxon murmured that Peg might be released from her pose. Peg stared into space, again seeing Jack's face, so fierce and true. He had looked down so gently on her pitiful self; on her bruises and her bony body dressed in salt-hard rags. His blue eyes had met hers like a beacon shining on her naked soul.
"I see past your always acting the tough girl," he insisted with boyish stubbornness. "I'll be taking care of you now. So that's settled." And she'd thought to herself, so this is it, girl. All them love stories, all them ballads that you always thought were a load of old tripe- love has found you out, and here you are.
Mrs. Croxon returned with a glass of water, and Peg drank greedily. She forced herself to continue with self-mocking gusto. "When we lay down together in our grass house we whispered vows to stay true for ever and a day. We took pleasure from each other's bodies, and I can tell you, mistress, he were no green youth, but all grown man. So we were man and wife before God- and that's the truth."
She faced out Mrs. Croxon with a bold stare. "You probably think such as me don't love so strong and tender, but I loved Jack Pierce like we was both put on earth just to find each other. And that night I made a wish," Peg said, raising herself as if from a trance, "a foolish wish it were- that me and Jack might never be rescued. That the rotten world would just leave us be.”
Source: A Taste for Nightshade
“He'd found his way to her, despite the fatal wound, despite the pain he was in. For one last kiss, for a final goodbye.”
Source: King of Scars
“He'd given her his silences, and she'd filled them with her fears.”
Source: The Hidden Palace
“He'd given her the mother of all hangovers - a run-in with the wrath of grapes.”
Source: A Hunger Like No Other
“He’d given up waiting for her within a few years, and decades later forgot the witch’s prophecy altogether. But the second the trespasser with auburn hair and violet eyes looked up at him, the old woman’s voice echoed through his mind, like she’d been lurking in the shadows as the centuries passed, just waiting.
A woman with violet eyes will signal the beginning and ending of your life.”
Source: Magnolia Mystic
“He’d gone too far. He didn’t usually talk to women so frankly. Not with them both fully clothed anyway.”
Source: Playing the Player
“He’d gone total alpha. He’d decided, and he expected Sunny to fall into line. What he failed to realize? She was an alpha, too.
“No problem. Let’s say our goodbyes, and part ways, since I can’t be of use to you.”
“We do not part,” he snarled.
Four words. Individually, they meant nothing. Together, uttered by William the Ever Randy, they rocked her world.”
Source: The Darkest King
“He'd gotten his polenta into a bowl and was chopping the dill while Regina spooned the shrimp and kielbasa pooling like buttery, spicy magic on top of the grits.”
Source: Didn't You Use to Be Queenie B?
“He'd grown accustomed to the yawning emptiness in his own life. Perhaps it always chafed like imagined sackcloth, but like sackcloth in the scriptures, he'd decided at some point in the last months that it ought to be a reminder to fall to his knees. Perhaps the cup given him wasn't happiness, but rather holiness. Perhaps he could do as a man of prayer all that he'd failed to do as a man of action.”
Source: Yesterday's Tides
“He'd grown unused to woods like this. He'd become accustomed to the Northwest, evergreen and shaded dark. Here he was surrounded by soft leaves, not needles; leaves that carried their deaths secretly inside them, that already heard the whispers of Autumn. Roots and branches that knew things.”
Source: Slices
“He'd grown up a criminal. A man who hurt others. A man who destroyed the lives of others. A man who killed. That was who and what he was, and no matter how hard he tried to climb out of that world of blood and treachery, there was no getting out. Never. He didn't have much to live for.”
Source: Leopard's Wrath
“He'd had enough suffering right now to last him forever with plenty left over for others if they didn't have enough and wanted to have some more.”
Source: Sombrero Fallout
“He'd had his career, his triumphs. Success had brought him nothing but misery; he couldn't handle it. Success had thrown him in the gutter”
Source: The Testament
“He’d had to fold his long legs into his desk. His boots had seen better days, and his jeans unraveled in a curiously irresistible way at the bottom. He didn’t look like anyone I’d ever seen before. He reminded me of an actor in an old Western—Rock Hudson in Giant—all dark intensity.”
Source: Glass Girl
“He’d have denied it to his dying breath but Derwent wasn’t as tough as he pretended to be. For the very small number of people he cared about, Derwent would give his all. It made him vulnerable, and every now and then that vulnerability showed.”
“He'd have improved if you'd not given
Him a mere glimmer of the light in heaven;
He calls it Reason, and it has only increased
His power to be beastlier than a beast.”
“He'd have no problem holding me down for a spanking. But this...this is different. He's not gagging me. He's trusting that I'll obey him. He's telling me what he wants, and it's entirely up to me to give it to him.”
Source: True Choices
“He'd heard of elvenblossom wine. It was known for its stultifying bouquet of fruit blossoms and the battle-axe power of its alcohol content. Only those of elven blood could stomach the sweet stuff, he'd heard, and it was the alcoholic equivalent of being kicked in the head by a centaur.”
Source: Kindred Spirits
“He’d heard of men like that in the service. Never actually met one—one of the alpha dogs let off the leash to lead the pack—but suspected he had now.”
Source: Black Fire
“He’d heard time and again how everything was in God’s plan. At one time, he believed it.
Now?
Now he felt his faith fading, slipping until it was barely more than the end of a rope just beyond his fingertips.”
Source: Shattered Reflection
“He'd imagined peacetime would bring him a sense of belonging. During the war it kept him going, that thought of peace. He'd believed in it like a season he knew it would arrive one day”
Source: 22 Britannia Road
“He’d interpreted my move as rudeness, but I thought it would’ve been much ruder to stab him.”
Source: What I Did
“He'd just called Shawn a bottom, though, and Shawn looked pissed. Call Remy a bottom and he would jump you and let you screw his brains out. Call Thiago a bottom and he would look at you for five minutes, shrug, and the go about his business. Call Nikolaus a bottom and he might cry. Call Brandt a bottom and you might get a blowjob, you might just get blown up. But call Shawn a bottom?
Carl supposed he was about to find out what happened when you called Shawn a bottom.”
Source: The Archer
“He'd known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not.”
Source: Heir of Fire
“He’d lapped at her ankles like a lovesick pup, and she’d been exactly what she was now, a woman born too beautiful and too rich to worry about a small thing like integrity.”
Source: Ain't She Sweet?
“He'd learned in the past few months that telling a girl what to wear--even one the size of a golf club--was a bad idea. Histrionics often followed.”
Source: Home Front
“He'd learned long ago misplaced humor was the best way to let others know you felt very deeply about something but didn't feel comfortable opening up.”
Source: Dream Weaver
“He'd learned pretty early that the illusioned virtuous creatures were no more than that— illusions. Innocence was a community that was used up and consumed fairly quickly. More often than not, innocence was just ignorance, and the true character revealed itself before long— twisted and greedy like the rest.”
Source: The Notorious Marquis of Wickerley
“He’d learned that what besets the eye is often a mirage, and that there exists a grander truth beyond the world of appearances; one of which the mind can only access when it surrenders the inexplicable to the imagination, a force he’d learned was far more powerful than every last assembled star across the universe.”
Source: Commendable Delusions: Tales of Meaning and Imagination
“He'd learned what he perhaps should have known all along--that sex, while a fine and intoxicating thing, was only bragged of by boys who didn't have it very often.”
Source: Inheritance
“He'd like to make you believe he's our leader, but it's more than Nicasia likes power, I like dramatics, and Valerian likes violence. Cardan can provide us with all three, or at least excuses for all three.'
'Dramatics?' I echo.
'I like for things to happen, for stories to unfold. And if I can't find a good enough story, I make one.' He looks every inch the trickster in that moment.”
Source: The Cruel Prince
“He'd live on land and eat cheesecake for the rest of his life before that happened.”
Source: Of Triton
“He’d lived in the desert all his life, and he loved it. He was its child. It was his home.”
Source: Counters
“He'd locked me in here.
He'd locked me in. He'd sealed me inside this house.
I was trapped.
I was trapped inside this house.
He'd trapped me in here; he locked me up.
He'd trapped me in here; he'd trapped me; he trapped me --
I had to get out, because, I'd barely escaped from another prison once before.”
Source: A Court of Mist and Fury
“He’d look at her the way he looked at her that always, still, probably forever, brought a skip to her heartbeat. He’d make her eat something, even if she didn’t want to, which was both annoying and precious.
And he’d listen. No bitching about her being late, no guilt trips. He’d listen, offer to help and, with all of that, with all of him, bring her a peace of mind she’d never expected to have in her life. So when she drove, at last, through the gates, she felt that quiet click. Coming home.
Under the night sky, the house Roarke built stood and spread and towered with its fanciful turrets, its grand design. Dozens of windows, so much light to welcome her, glowed out against the dark.
When she pulled up, got out of the car, some of the weight shifted. Work to do, yes, but home.”
Source: Golden in Death
“He'd lost the only part of his life that made it worth living because of a couple random fucks. How ridiculous.”
Source: Afterimage
“He'd made a decision today that he wasn't letting her push him out of his life again.”
Source: A Covert Affair
“He’d made nothing of his life, so the best he could imagine was to conceive another of himself. A do-over: Jimmy 2.0. As if to give himself a second shot, and doing so would shift the burden to this new him and give the current Jimmy permission to squander what was left of his years.”
Source: The Invention of Sound
“He'd make her work so hard that a job as a cardboard-box presser at the margerine factory would seem like paradise.”
Source: Disgrace
“He'd marked me like a thing. Like his property.”
Source: Ruled by Magic
“He’d never answered the text from his brother last night because he was otherwise occupied getting a gorgeous stranger off on an open-air balcony in the middle of downtown Chicago. You couldn’t make this shit up.
Penthouse, check your mail.”
Source: In Skates Trouble