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“How does Reyes feel about him?"

"He would rip out his spine if I let him."

She patted my knee. "I would expect nothing less from the son of evil incarnate. He's a good guy.”
― Darynda Jones, Sixth Grave on the Edge

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― James Patterson, Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports

“I need to give you one last bit of advice in the off chance this rather extraordinary and enviable situation in which you find yourself is actually true- that somehow you've fallen deep down into a Cordova story. I stared back at him. Be the good guy, he said. How do I know I'm the good guy? He pointed at me, nodding. A very wise question. You don't. Most bad guys think they're good. But there are a few signifiers. You'll be miserable. You'll be hated. You'll fumble around in the dark, alone and confused. You'll have little insight as to the true nature of things, not until the very last minute, and only if you have the stamina and the madness to go to the very, very end. But most importantly- and critically- you will act without regard for yourself. You'll be motivated by something that has nothing to do with the ego. You'll do it for justice. For grace. For love. Those large rather heroic qualities only the good have the strength to carry on their shoulders. And you'll listen.”
― Marisha Pessl, Night Film

“I reach out and trace the dragon relic on his back, my fingers lingering on the raised silver scars, and he stiffens. They're all short, thin lines, too precise to be a whip, no rhyme or reason to their pattern but never intersecting. 'What happened?' I whisper, holding my breath.

'You really don't want to know.' He's tense, but doesn't move away from my touch.

'I do.' They don't look accidental. Someone hurt him deliberately maliciously, and it makes me want to hunt the person down and do the same to them.

His jaw flexes as he looks over his shoulder, and his eyes meet mine. I bite my lip, knowing this moment can go either way. He can shut me out like always or he can actually let me in.

'There's a lot of them,' I murmur, dragging my fingers down his spine.

'A hundred and seven.' He looks away.

The number makes my stomach lurch, and then my hand pauses. A hundred and seven. That's the number Liam mentioned. 'That's how many kids under the age of majority carry the rebellion relic.'

'Yeah.'

I shift so I can see his face. 'What happened, Xaden?'

He brushes my hair back, and the look that passes is over his face is so close to tender that it makes my heart stutter. 'I saw the opportunity to make a deal,' he says softly. 'And I took it.'

'What kind of deal leaves you with scars like that?'

Conflict rages in his eyes, but then he sighs. 'The kind where I take personal responsibility for the loyalty of the hundred and seven kids the rebellion's leaders left behind, and in return, we're allowed to fight for our lives in the Riders Quadrant instead of being put to death like our parents.' He averts his gaze. 'I chose the chance of death over the certainty.'

The cruelty of the offer and the sacrifice he made to save the others hits like a physical blow. I cradle his cheek and guide his face back to mine. 'So if any of them betray Navarre...' I lift my brows.

'Then my life is forfeit. The scars are a reminder.'

It's why Liam says he owes him everything. 'I'm so sorry that happened to you.' Especially when he wasn't the one who led the rebellion.

He looks at me like he sees into the very depths of who I am. 'You have nothing to apologise for.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“It isn't enough that the bad guy is prevented from doing his bad deeds; he must suffer as much as possible. It is as if the existence of evil - or something that can be designated as evil - provides a safe haven for the good to engage in evil. It's a safe space to indulge in inflicting harm, to experience the sublime of suffering.”
― M.E. Thomas, Confessions of a Sociopath: A Life Spent Hiding in Plain Sight

“If you are inherently a good guy, which I think I am, you instinctively want to help people even before you know what their problem may be. Which, as I examine that notion, makes good guys sound gullible. Con artists look for good guys because of that built-in gullibility. If they're con artists that come in a sexually alluring package, a good guy can become a brainless idiot. Allow me to introduce myself.”
― Dan Skinner, The Price of Dick

“Finally, I said, very quietly, 'I don't know if I'm one of the good guys anymore.”
― Jim Butcher, Skin Game

“Her heart checked for him. That night after Josh's funeral, he'd been the consummate listener. Just watching, taking her cues, waiting for her to open up about her pain, and not indulging in what must have been his own.

Then she took advantage by eating his face off.”
― Kate Meader, Good Guy

“You're not giving up on this, are you?" His voice was a raspy murmur, so low she had to inch closer to be sure she wouldn't miss another precious word out of his mouth. Precious, because of the story, she insisted. Everything happening right now-breathing, thinking, speaking, being-felt fraught.
And exciting.

This emotion racing through her veins was the most alive she'd felt in years.”
― Kate Meader, Good Guy

“The good guy yang tahu jalan pikiran di otak the bad guy jelas lebih responsif dalam mengantisipasi tindakan the bad guy. Berbeda dengan the good guy yang clueless sama sekali tentang dunia the bad guy.”
― Adham T. Fusama, Dead Smokers Club Part 1

“I don't deserve you. You know that, querida, don't you?"
"When are you gonna realize you're one of the good guys?" When I don't answer, she pulls my head down to hers. "My body is yours tonight, Alex," she whispers against my lips. "Do you want it?"
"God, yes.”
― Simone Elkeles, Perfect Chemistry

“The moment Rider was out of earshot, Ainsley turned to me. “Mal, he is hot.â€�
I flushed as I picked up my drink. Rider was hot with two extra Ts. There was no questioning that, but it went beyond the physical hotness. Underneath all of that good stuff was a really...really good guy. A shiny heart.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Problem with Forever

“Never apologise for being the good guy.”
― Ben Monopoli, Homo Action Love Story! A tall tale

“If you have a good guy, hold on to him. Cause somewhere out there, there's a girl who wishes she was in your place.”
― Nitya Prakash

“I believed killing the “bad guyâ€� was my right as the “good guyâ€�. I was wrong.”
― Josh Tierney

“You're â€� wow."
"Nice vocabulary, Ms. Reporter."
"Would you rather I commented on your rigid manhood, your swollen tumescence, your engorged-"
"Wow it is.”
― Kate Meader, Good Guy

“I don't regret that kiss." His voice sounded like he was speaking through gravel. "Five years ago. Or now."
"You don't?"
His breath sawed in and out. "I understand that you do. Of course you do. But I needed it then. So bad.”
― Kate Meader, Good Guy

“Bryce clamped her fingers around his. 'You might see yourself that way, but I see you, too, Athalar. I see your kindness and your... whatever.' She squeezed his hand for emphasis. 'I see all the shit you conveniently forget. Briggs is a bad person. He might have once gotten into the human rebellion for the right reasons, but he is a bad person. You aren't. You will never be. End of story.'

'This bargain I've got with Micah suggests otherwise-'

'You're not like him.”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Earth and Blood

“I'd be a monster not to care whether another person is hurt.”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Sky and Breath