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Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5) QUOTES

Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5) QUOTES

1 " 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. "

― K. Webster , Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5)

2 " 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. "

― K. Webster , Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5)

3 " Money has a nurse pulling the plug. Beep. Beep. Beeeeep. The end. "

― K. Webster , Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5)

4 " I just hang with Zemira right in the cozy middle. The thing she does, though, that Dr. Taft could never do, is she feeds me. She feeds me right. Together, we learn about nutrition and serving sizes. Together, we shop for fresh produce and lean meats. Life isn’t so hard when you’re doing it with someone. "

― K. Webster , Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5)

5 " But nothing sucked about the way God ravished me. The way he tapped into my soul and had a little taste. Maybe a bad man needs a taste of a little good. Maybe that’s the real God’s way of balancing the world. I, Zemira Temperance Coleman, could be just what this God needs. "

― K. Webster , Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5)

6 " There, sitting in a rocking chair near my bed, sits an angel. Dark, floppy, brown hair. Several days of facial hair growth on his sharp, chiseled jawline. Full, pink lips. His white T-shirt hugs his lean, muscular frame. The jeans he wears are loose-fitting and dark. When I finish perusing him, I smile at the metal studs in his black boots. An angel who looks like a rock star. This is heaven. "

― K. Webster , Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5)

7 " I’m God,” he murmurs, his thumb stroking gently over the back of my hand. So, I am in heaven. He’s no angel, he’s God. I blink rapidly at him in confusion. Did I die? How? The throbbing in my head intensifies and tears threaten. God tightens his hold on my hand. “Hey,” he rumbles. “Relax. Everything’s going to be okay. I’ll take care of everything.” Who knew God was so hot? "

― K. Webster , Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5)

8 " What they don’t know—what she doesn’t even know—is I love her with my whole fucking soul. "

― K. Webster , Gluttony (The Elite Seven, #5)