Abs Quotes

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Cassandra Clare
“Feel this arm,” said Simon. “Rock hard! I don’t mean to brag, but it’s all bone. All bone.”
Cassandra Clare, Bitter of Tongue

Katie McGarry
“Oz lists the hem of his shirt, exposing his cut abs, and wipes his brow with the material. Oh my with chocolate on top. That was just beautiful.”
Katie McGarry, Nowhere But Here

Kody Keplinger
“There’s more to this amazing body than awe-inspiring abs. I have a pair of ears, too, and they happen to work superbly.”
Kody Keplinger, The DUFF: Designated Ugly Fat Friend

“75% Eats 25% Feats”
Kyle Barger

Katie McGarry
“He has a wide gait and I struggle to appear casual as I attempt to match his stride. His shirt’s back on, which is a sin. He could definitely give Echo’s guy a run for his money in the abs department.”
Katie McGarry, Crossing the Line

Matthew Culberson
“I knew when I got into self-publishing I would have to compete with other authors' words. I did not, however, know that I was going to have to compete with so many sculpted abs!”
Matthew Culberson, After Life

“I stammer as I gawk at his sculpted chest. And his shoulders. And his arms. And his abs. My lizard brain counts the muscles.
One, two, three, four, five, six, s---holy shit, you can have eight ab muscles? What the hell, I never knew...
And oh damn, those V-lines along the sides of his stomach that I'm sure have a name, but I can't think of it right now. Because my brain is too busy taking in the flawless visual.”
Sarah Echavarre Smith, The Boy With the Bookstore

Sarah J. Maas
“I thought we weren't working together anymore.'

'You're on probation. You can thank your abs for that.'

He took her face in his hands, squeezing her cheeks as he pressed a chaste kiss to her brow. 'I'll send you some photos later. Don't show Athalar.'

Bryce shoved him. 'Send me an otter and we'll be even.”
Sarah J. Maas, House of Sky and Breath

Annette Marie
“Yeah.” She leaned sideways, her stare still fixed on my demon, and pursed her lips. “Damn, girl.” Bewildered by her marveling tone, I stammered,

“P-pardon me?” She pointed at Zylas’s bare abdomen. “You can see this, right? I know he’s a demon and all, but those abs.” I inhaled sharply and choked on saliva. “They might be the most demony thing about him,” she went on. “No man has abs that perfect.”
Annette Marie, Hunting Fiends for the Ill-Equipped