E.L. James has written a new Fifty Shades book and we are SO ready
Wipe the dust off your whips and have a hunt for your handcuffs: it's time to revisit Mr. Christian Grey again (and we are not ashamed to be excited).
E. L. James has announced that Darker will be published next month, and is a sequel to Grey, a novel re-telling the Fifty Shades story from Christian's perspective. As Ana learns more about Christian's past in Fifty Shades Darker , we can't wait to uncover more secrets from his point of view.
“The inside of Christian's head is a pretty daunting place to be,” said James. “Writing Darker offered me new insights into his character and motivations, and I hope readers find those insights as compelling as I did.”
Grey was the fastest selling book in the history of Penguin Random House, so we're sure that eager fans will be queuing up to pre-order (and it's available as an e-book for those prone to blushing on the morning commute, so don't worry, your secret is safe with us).
Well, with a November release date and some speedy readers, it sounds like Ann Summers will need to stock up on toys and stockings for, erm, Christmas stockings. Meanwhile, we can't wait for Jamie Dornan to grace our screens again next February for the finale of the film series, Fifty Shades Freed.
Scroll down for some of the best quotes from some of E.L. James's previous books...
Chuck Zlotnick“Suddenly he grabs me, tipping me across his lap. With one smooth movement, he angles his body so my torso is resting on the bed beside him. He throws his right leg over both mine and plants his left forearm on the small of my back, holding me down so I cannot move … He places his hand on my naked behind, softly fondling me, stroking around and around with his flat palm. And then his hand is no longer there … and he hits me - hard.”
Universal Pictures and Focus Features“I pull him deeper into my mouth so I can feel him at the back of my throat and then to the front again. My tongue swirls around the end. He’s my very own Christian Grey-flavored popsicle. I suck harder and harder … Hmm … My inner goddess is doing the merengue with some salsa moves.”
Chuck Zlotnick"Sitting beside me, he gently pulls my sweatpants down. Up and down like a whores' drawers, my subconscious remarks bitterly. In my head, I tell her where to go. Christian squirts baby oil into his hand and then rubs my behind with careful tenderness — from makeup remover to soothing balm for a spanked ass, who would have thought it was such a versatile liquid."
Chuck Zlotnick“We lie there, panting together, waiting for our breathing to slow. He gently strokes my hair … Boy … I Survived. That wasn’t so bad. I’m more stoic than I thought. My inner goddess is prostrate … well, at least she’s quiet.”
Chuck Zlotnick“Sitting beside me, he gently pulls my sweatpants down. Up and down like a whores’ drawers, my subconscious remarks bitterly. In my head, I tell her where to go. Christian squirts baby oil into his hand and then rubs my behind with careful tenderness—from makeup remover to soothing balm for a spanked ass, who would have thought it was such a versatile liquid.”
Chuck Zlotnick“You beguile me, Christian. Completely overwhelm me. I feel like Icarus flying too close to the sun.”
Chuck Zlotnick“At the touch of leather, I quiver and gasp. He walks around me again, trailing the crop around the middle of my body. On his second circuit, he suddenly flicks the crop, and it hits me underneath my behind … against my sex … The shock runs through me, and it’s the sweetest, strangest, hedonistic feeling … My body convulses at the sweet, stinging bite. My nipples harden and elongate from the assault, and I moan loudly, pulling on my leather cuffs.”
Chuck Zlotnick"Laters, baby."
Chuck Zlotnick“He sighs, slides in beside me, and pulls me into his arms. Careful not to touch my stinging behind, we are spooning again. He kisses me softly beside my ear.”
Chuck Zlotnick"‘Why don’t you like to be touched?’ I whisper, staring up into soft gray eyes. ‘Because I’m fifty shades of fucked up, Anastasia.’”
Chuck Zlotnick“I want you sore, baby,” he murmurs, and he continues his sweet, leisurely torment, backward, forward. “Every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I’ve been here. Only me. You are mine.”
Chuck Zlotnick“He grabs me suddenly and yanks me up against him, one hand at my back holding me to him and the other fisting in my hair.
"You're one challenging woman," He kisses me, forcing my lips apart with his tongue, taking no prisoners.
"It's taking all my self-control not to fuck you on the hood of this car, just to show you that you're mine, and if I want to buy you a fucking car, I'll buy you a fucking car," he growls.”
Chuck Zlotnick“His arms are wrapped around me, and he’s pulling me to him, hard, fast, gripping my ponytail to tilt my head up, kissing me like his life depends on it … He drags the hair tie painfully out of my hair, but I don’t care. He needs me, for whatever reason, at this point in time, and I have never felt so desired and coveted.”
Universal Pictures and Focus Features“I still want more," I whisper. "I know," he says. "I'll try." I blink up at him, and he reliquishes my hand and pulls at my chin, releasing my trapped lip. "For you, Anastasia, I will try.”
Universal Pictures and Focus Features“My inner goddess is jumping up and down, clapping her hands like a five year old.”
Mary McCartney“He's naked except for those soft ripped jeans, top button casually undone. Jeez, he looks so freaking hot. My subconscious is frantically fanning herself, and my inner goddess is swaying and writhing to some primal carnal rhythm.”
Universal Pictures and Focus Features“I'd like to bite that lip.”
Universal Pictures and Focus Features"I dont make love, I fuck...hard."
Universal Pictures and Focus Features"I don't know whether to worship at your feet or spank the living shit out of you."
Universal Pictures and Focus Features“At the touch of leather, I quiver and gasp. The shock runs through me, and it’s the sweetest, strangest, hedonistic feeling.”
Universal Pictures and Focus Features"Before I know it, he's got both of my hands in his viselike grip above my head, and he's pinning me to the wall using his lips . . . His other hand grabs my hair and yanks down, bringing my face up, and his lips are on mine . . . My tongue tentatively strokes his and joins his in a slow, erotic dance . . . His erection is against my belly."
Universal Pictures and Focus Features“You are very responsive. You’re going to have to learn to control that, and it’s going to be so much fun teaching you how.”
Universal Pictures and Focus Features“He holds out his hand, and in his palm are two shiny silver balls linked with a thick black thread … Inside me! I gasp, and all the muscles deep in my belly clench. My inner goddess is doing the dance of the seven veils.”
