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Just finished the game changer series and all I can say is I am in love with a fictional bisexual Russian named Ilya Rozanov. Thank you.
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“Maybe all this time I was just getting it warmed up for you.”
“If there’s anyone I have to prepare for, it’s you.”
He’s my person. He’s always been my person. My best friend, my confidant, probably the love of my life.
“What’s your favorite word?”
“It was always my plan to live wherever you were."
"I sort of feel like I could be your May Belle.”
“I think you have the prettiest hair I’ve ever seen.”
“According to that criteria, technically wouldn’t that person be me?”
"Who else am I supposed to kiss?”
“Sometimes it feels like I think about you every minute”
“So maybe your best everything should be your boyfriend.”
“Is it so hard to accept that I want to be the only person you’d consider taking to a stupid formal?”
“—you are the girl I want. I want to be together.”
“I can be enough of your world that it feels like everyone is.”
“I’ve seen you in love.It doesn’t look like you’re in love with him.”
“I feel more of it being near you.”
“I think we should stop pretending we aren’t together.”
“Macy, you know that I would make time any day for you. Any sliver of time I have is yours.”
He kept telling me it was because every tiny step was a furst, everything we did together we would only do for the first time, with this one person, our whole lives.It seemed a foregone conclusion that we’d be together forever.
“You should worship me”
“I do.”
“Or be my slave.”
“I am.”
“When we love, we love for good.”
“So he’s your Laís.” 💔
“I have always loved you. There was never anyone but you for me, you knew that.”
But because I didn’t expect Elliot to leave, I never heard him walk away.
“I’ve been waiting for you to come home for eleven years.I’ll go anywhere you go.”
“Favorite word?” he whispers.
I don’t even hesitate: “You.”
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Unpopular opinion: I loved Elliot and then I hated him. Being drunk wasn't an excuse for what he did. And also the fact that he told Macy to sell her houses, which hold so many memories of her parents, on her father's death anniversary nonetheless just made me hate him more. Her decision to sell them even if she had to move on should have come from her.
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To all the girls who said fuck Prince Charming,
give me a scarred knight.🔥
"I do not become involved in my clients’ personal lives. I am here to safeguard you from physical harm. That is all. I am not here to be your friend, confidant, or anything else."
“Luckily for us both, Mr. Larsen, I have no interest in being your friend, confidant, or ‘anything else.’”
Princess Bridget von Ascheberg of Eldorra would be the death of me.
“You gonna keep ogling me, or you got something I can help you with, princess?”
“How’s the book?”
“Riveting.”
“Sure seems that way.By the way, princess, the book is upside down.”
"I’d rather you hate me alive than love me dead."
“Second time you’ve tried to get me to take my shirt off, princess. Careful, or I’ll think you’re trying to seduce me.”
“Because I understand what it’s like to be alone.”
“Mr. Larsen, we might not kill each other after all.”
I could handle getting shot. I couldn’t handle Bridget getting hurt.
“It’s nice”
“What?”
“Your real smile.”
“Princess, you couldn’t look horrible if you tried.”
“Was that another compliment, Mr. Larsen? Two in two years. Careful, or I’ll think you like me.”
“I suggest you stop lookin’ at me like that, princess.Unless you plan on doing something about it.”
“Remove your hands from her before I remove them for you.”
"Either fuck me, or I’ll find someone else who will.”
“Do that.And you’ll be responsible for a man’s slow, bloody death. Is that what you want, princess?”
Bucket list number four.
Being by her side without actually being with her would be a special form of torture, but it was better than not being near her at all.
“If you think I was anything close to happy these past six weeks,You couldn’t be more wrong.”
None, except for the fleeting moments when he looked at me like I was his whole world, and he never wanted to blink.
looking at me through his eyes, I believed I was the most beautiful woman in the world.
“You don’t need a crown to be queen, princess.”
“Perhaps...I was always meant to find my way to you.”
Ours was a story destined for a tragic ending, but when you were already on a train headed off the cliff, all you could do was hold on tight and make every second count.
Bridget von Ascheberg was mine and mine alone. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t mine to take. I was taking her anyway, and if I could tattoo myself onto her skin, bury myself into her heart, and etch myself onto her soul, I would.
From this point on, you’re mine. No other man touches you. If they do…I know seventy-nine ways to kill a man, and I can make seventy of them look like an accident. Understand?”
"We always end up where we’re meant to be, and you were always meant to be here.” With me.
“Trust me, princess. I would rather end my own life than ask you to do anything that might hurt you.”
She wasn’t mine to take, but I was taking her anyway.
"Crawl to me.”
“We never got to dance at the wedding”
“You don’t like it when I dance”
“I love it when you dance. But only with me.”
“You don’t dance.”
“Only with you.”
“Careful, Mr. Larsen, or I’ll think you actually like me.”
“Baby, we’re way beyond like.”
"Goddammit Bridget, I need you. In any way I can have you.If you think I’m leaving you to deal with this bullshit alone, you don’t know me at all.”
“You asked me if I’d ever been in love. I said no.Ask me again, princess.”
“So we’re over. Just like that.”💔
“I never thought I’d see the day. Rhys Larsen in love.”
"I’m as much yours as you are mine, princess, and a law isn’t keeping me away. I don’t care what a piece of paper says. I’ll burn down the entire fucking Parliament if I have to.”
I wished she could see herself as I saw her. Fucking perfect.
“If we do it, we do it together. You and me against the world, princess.”
“I wouldn’t have anyone else by my side, Mr. Larsen.”
Bridget was, after all, my greatest risk and my greatest reward.
Bridget felt better than heaven. She felt like home.
Good thing I was, and always will be, a soldier for one queen.
“Mr. Larsen, I do believe you’re a secret romantic after all.”
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