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Me too, Arch,” Jeremiah said. “I want an answer about my request to transfer. Even now, my balls are shrinking in anticipation of going back out in the cold. I said I'd give my life protecting humanity, but my balls were never in the bargain.
— Rose Wynters, Voluptuous Vindication
Hell hath no fury like a queen scorned."......That would be the last time he made a crack about being a flamer to someone with a flamethrower for hands. Though he'd really lost it when Raven sang the lyric to Disco Inferno.
— J.T. Bock, A Surefire Way
You will need to verify your identity with a sacrifice.""Didn't you ever hear of retina scans? Maybe fingerprints? Something less invasive?
— J.T. Bock, A Surefire Way
Wounds may heal, but the scars remain.
— Reyna Pryde, Bound by Sacrifice
He would never forget her. The distance he forced had done nothing to soothe his aching soul. It had done nothing to diminish that she was his. He tried to deny it at first, thinking it nothing more than a cosmic mistake, but after a month without a glimpse of her, there was no question.She belonged to him.
— J.L. Sheppard, Burdened By Desire
Even the darkest of hearts needs a little comfort from time to time.
— J.L. Vallance, Corruption of the Soul
My eyes meet his and I understand exactly what he's saying. He's my person. He's my home.
— Jennifer Walkup, Second Verse
In those few words you've summed up my life - my reason for existence. It's you. Any pain I've suffered, the mistakes I've made, the path laid out for me have all led here - to you.
— Tima Maria Lacoba, BloodGifted
He hadn’t been able to help himself, couldn’t have stopped himself from kissing her even if he’d tried. Fighting with her was a million times better than dreaming, and the fight had conjured his soul to act, to kiss her. And that kiss was nothing like anything he had ever experienced before.He knew if he would die then, he’d die a happy man because it meant he’d savor her forever, relish her passion among his. She’d tasted so sweet, like the sweetest fruit or the sweetest dessert. Her lips were heaven on his, his heaven on Earth.
— J.L. Sheppard, Burdened By Desire
I'm about to cross a line with you...a line there will be no hope of me ever returning from. And I'm terrified because the thought of you excites me.
— J.L. Vallance, Corruption of the Soul
Come with me if you want to live.” Neva stared at the enormous hand the stranger extended her. Her gaze followed the black leather-clad arm up to the massive shoulders, the strong jaw, and the thick lock of wavy blonde hair hanging over his dark glasses. “You have so got to be kidding me,” she said.He shrugged. “I always wanted to say that line. Except I’m not kidding.
— Dani Harper, First Bite
Love is...freeing. Love is all encompassing; it has the power to save us from unimaginable forces of darkness. All we have to do is accept it, give it, live it.
— J.L. Vallance, Corruption of the Soul
I love you, Jocelyn, and nothing, not even death, will ever keep me away from you.
— J.L. Sheppard, Burdened By Desire
I'm yours, for eternity!
— Tima Maria Lacoba, BloodGifted
What is your secret? What could you possibly know, more than 80 years after you death, that someone doesn't want us to find out?
— Jennifer Walkup, Second Verse
Shit. Shit. Shit. He’d known he couldn’t save her. He’d known he was too far away. Knowing didn’t prevent the bare-knuckled punch to his heart, though.
— Dani Harper, First Bite
When we get there, don’t go in huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf.
— J.L. Sheppard, Burdened By Desire
Maybe she’d remember him as a pain in the ass. Or maybe, he hoped most of all, that she’d remember what she told him: “You can be a real jerk sometimes, but you’re decent.” As epitaphs went, it wasn’t bad.
— Dani Harper, First Bite
I really hate you."It was loud and clear in his brain. "Your first words. How sweet." "Get out of my head. You’re not invited.""This is how Changelings communicate as wolves. Get used to it." He picked his way through the bushes to get closer to her – although he was prepared to dodge if she decided to bite him again. "Are you okay?""My head hurts. No thanks to you.""Yeah, well my ass hurts. No thanks to you.
— Dani Harper, First Bite
I’m no werewolf, and I’m tired of hearing the word. I’m a Changeling, okay? And either you trust me or we call it quits right here.” It was Travis’s turn to fold his arms, as if he was daring her to convince him.
— Dani Harper, First Bite
Eternity," I repeated, the words burning into my brain, so much so it felt we'd made some form of sacred and unbreakable bond.
— Tima Maria Lacoba, BloodGifted
If he looks at me like that again Dottie will need a bucket and mop to get me back to my room.
— Gwenn Wright, The Fate of Flannery Flynn
But don’t ever let me hear those words leave those beautifully pink lips of yours.” He warned her playfully. “Evo’s just fine.
— L.J. Sealey, Awaken
No. Before you say it, I’m not going back outside. I’ve gone through nearly half a pack of smokes since I’ve been out there leaving you two to talk. I don’t think you’re very good for my health.” - Evo
— L.J. Sealey, Awaken
Travis ignored her protests as he pulled his cell phone from his pocket, thankful anew for that little Changeling quirk that allowed him to retain his clothes and everything that was within his aura each time he shifted. Christ, if life was like the movies, he’d end up naked and penniless every damn time he ran as a wolf. No wonder Hollywood werewolves were insane with rage. Probably pissed off at the sheer inconvenience of their lives.
— Dani Harper, First Bite
The blank sheet stares up at me, its emptiness like a slap. Those were the last words Ginny ever wrote before she and her family were murdered.
— Jennifer Walkup, Second Verse
I look away, but we've caught each other. And I know this wasn't just a ghost story to him, even if it was to the others.
— Jennifer Walkup, Second Verse
Did you mean what you said before? About the dead hanging around? You really believe it?
— Jennifer Walkup, Second Verse
And when whatever happened in that barn happened, it was a moment I’ll never forget. Like a missing key slid into a dusty old lock. Click. My world opened.
— Jennifer Walkup, Second Verse
In all of her immortal life, Morweena had never felt so alone, helpless or weak. So scared.
— S. Brandon King
Extraordinary women who love and heal.
— Jacki Delecki, An Inner Fire
He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls.
— Holly Black, The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
I'm going to take off your gag. And if you try to bite me or grab me or anything, I'll hit you with this thing as hard as I can as many times as I can. Understood?
— Holly Black, The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
That was seven years ago. The doctors told her father the memory would fade, like the big messy scar on her arm, but neither ever did.
— Holly Black, The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
He let out a hiss of pain,then smiled that crooked, sheepish smile he always fell back on when he was caught doing something bad. "Sorry. I-I didn't mean to. I just- I've been lying here for hours, thinking about blood.
— Holly Black, The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
His wax-white skin was cool to the touch when she brushed his neck to find the knot of cloth. She'd never been this close to a vampire,never realized what it would be like to be so near to someone who didn't breathe, who could be as still as any statue. His chest neither rose not fell. Her hands shook.
— Holly Black, The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
If she expected me to apologize she was going to be sorely disappointed.I’d never be sorry for kissing her.
— Lisa Kessler, Hunter's Moon
Cannot admit that darkness exists because humanity itself exists, and that to erase one, you erase the other.
— Keri Arthur
Every night when I watch you sleep, I breathe you in. Every time I make you smile, my heart beats a tad bit faster. You are the blood flowing through my veins. If I had to go back to the life I had before, I would go freaking insane.
— Shannon Eckrich, Haunting Lia
You are the only thing I've ever needed. The only treasure that matters.- Seamus Tierney
— Libby Bishop, Ghosts of Kingston Cottage
I’d chase you anyway. I’ll chase you forever.
— J.L. Sheppard, Burdened By Desire
Sleep now, baby. I’ll be here when you wake.
— J.L. Sheppard, Burdened By Desire
Gods, the love that saturated the room was so potent that Arabella couldn't breathe.This was what she wanted. Someone who wouldn't let go, someone who would love her so much he'd wait decades to be reunited with her.
— Libby Bishop, Ghosts of Kingston Cottage
I'm a killer, Gabrielle.” He snarled the words at her. “That's all you need to know. Is that what you want sliding into your bed every night, lass? Touching your body with hands that were soaked in blood minutes before?
— Jessica Lee, Undying Embrace
I know you weren't about to kiss me, warrior. Were you?” Gabrielle raised a delicate brow and tilted her head. “Because last I heard before you walked away, my kiss was 'forgettable.
— Jessica Lee, Undying Embrace
I will carry you kicking and screaming like a child then spank you. We can do this my way or yours.
— J.L. Sheppard, Burdened By Desire
Love is more than just feeling something Syn, it's the connection of two souls that intertwine and cannot be without the other. It's not just saying you love someone, it’s showing them with every fucking breath you take, every look. It just is, simple as that. That kind of love doesn't die. It withers the soul without the other to keep it alive.
— Amelia Hutchins, Fighting Destiny
I go in on your arm and we separate. To make me look unavailable, since Vlad likes what he can’t have, I play dumb blonde and make myself sexy.” I glared as Adam barked with laughter at my words.“No going off of the plan, when he takes you in the back room—and he will, you work the information out of him without blowing your cover, or him.” I shot the glare to Ryder. “I have no intention of bobbing on Vlad’s knob. Or yours.” I tossed into remove the wide smirk my response had given him and it worked.
— Amelia Hutchins, Fighting Destiny
I'm twenty-nine, happily single and getting it on a regular basis' I said, enjoying the way their thin lips hung open in an impressive O.'Well I've never,' Jane gasped.'Clearly. You should try it some time. I understand Mr Smith is so vision impaired you might have a shot there.'Their appalled shrieks were music to my ears and I quickly made my escape.
— Robyn Peterman, Fashionably Dead
Evil angels make the best boyfriends.
— Felicity Heaton, Her Wicked Angel
Do you mind if we leave here so I can chain smoke 'til I throw up so it will be easier to quit?
— Robyn Peterman, Fashionably Dead
This isn’t going to be a cute little storybook you can close when you’re done. You open this and you’re going to be letting things out you cannot possibly imagine. And believe me when I tell you this is no fairytale.”–Eli (Darkness Of Light)
— Stacey Marie Brown, Darkness of Light
The sound of your voice makes the chaos around me vanish. The smell of your hair calms my soul. The sight of your smile tames the wolf inside of me, and touching your skin…” He glanced at our joined hands. “Touching your skin makes the broken parts of me whole.” - Aren from Hunter's Moon
— Lisa Kessler, Hunter's Moon
I'd die of a broken heart before breaking yours.
— Emm Cole, Keeping Merminia
Home is the place that expects the most of you, but still welcomes you at your worst. And she has always been my home, my Merminia.
— Emm Cole, Keeping Merminia
Sweetie, I’m not a flowers and chocolates kind of gal,” she said, leaning into him. “Well, maybe the chocolate.”“I was going to say.”— Krysta and Étienne
— Dianne Duvall, Darkness Rises
Being with her was near impossible.But being without her… I didn’t want to think about it. -- Aren from Hunter's Moon
— Lisa Kessler, Hunter's Moon
In Hell... bad is good... and I am second only to the Devil.
— Felicity Heaton, Her Wicked Angel
While I had no intention of hooking up with him, I still wanted him to want to hook up with me.It was the principle of the thing, after all.
— Kimberly Raye, Dead End Dating
...it always makes me feel good about myself when I've dressed appropriately. It happens so rarely.
— Eileen Rendahl, Don't Kill The Messenger
It was me–a dangerous cocktail of pissed off and hurt.”–Ember (Darkness Of Light)
— Stacey Marie Brown, Darkness of Light
He had been aware of the distance traveled by his heart, similar to the way a hiker became lost in the wilderness. A half mile out and you could still see where you had started, could easily find the way back home. But ten miles and a number of forks in your trail later and there was no going back. At that point, you had no choice but to marshal the resources to build yourself a shelter and put down fresh roots.
— J.R. Ward, Lover at Last
I've also been known to cry during MasterCard commercials.
— Kimberly Raye, Dead End Dating
Mike took a deep breath and locked all his muscles in place, so he didn’t follow her. His fingers tingled where he had touched her skin, it was so soft, he’d never felt anything as soft.
— Amanda Clark, Emma's Alpha
Hearing her laugh nearly made him cum in his pants like a teenager, not a one hundred and twenty-five year old werewolf.
— Amanda Clark, Emma's Alpha
I could run, too, but my feet hurt. It's tough being a fashion vixen.
— Kimberly Raye, Dead End Dating
I kicked your arse and handed it to you like a hat.
— Suzanne M. Sabol, Sliver of Silver
Emma felt a compulsion to run her hands through it. To step into his arms and never leave. Desire shot to her knickers and an aching throb began between her thighs Shit, I didn’t come here for this.
— Amanda Clark, Emma's Alpha
He said he’d heard the sound of one hand clapping. He said, once his mind took in the wondrous no-sound of holy oneness, the empty echo of eternal bliss, he was never the same. He could hear it still, he said, resounding in the ether and tickling the back of his brain.Something not normal was going on with his brain. No argument there.
— Brenda Marie Smith, Something Radiates
You can suck the life out of someone without ever touching a drop of their blood. --Raphael Sinclair
— Helen Maryles Shankman, The Color of Light
No. Your thoughts are what make you. But your body isn't a meaningless thing either. Call me strange, but I think only the person you love the most should see you like that. And not here--in an ugly, dirty place--when you haven't even thought about it.
— Emm Cole, Keeping Merminia
Emma couldn’t look away from Mike’s eyes, they seemed to glow for a second, but there was something she couldn’t place. She found herself leaning closer and her gaze dropped to his lips, she was so close she could feel his breath on her face. Her mind was telling her to pull back, but her hormones were urging her on.
— Amanda Clark, Emma's Alpha
And?” I crossed my arms over my chest. I almost tapped my foot waiting for him to answer, but caught myself and held my foot still. That would have been weird—way too much like my mother. ~Milayna
— Michelle K. Pickett, Milayna
There was something very fishy about Riley Bay.
— Serra Elinsen, Awoken
My sweet lemming,” he murmured, nuzzling her neck and sending glorious spirals of pleasure ping-ponging throughout her body. “You’ve been quiet and that worries me.” “Why?” she asked, trailing her hand down his banded forearm to entwine her fingers within his.“Because that means you’re thinking, and a thinking woman is usually something to fear.
— T.J. Shaw, Caller of Light
Just kill me. My life is nothing without you. Drive me mad. Let me be your sustenance. Eat my soul. You’re… you’re tearing me apart!
— Serra Elinsen
I didn't have a great grasp of what guys considered a "come hither" look, so maybe I gave him one. I'd thought it was a "leave me the hell alone" look, but who knew. ~ Lana from Moonlight
— Lisa Kessler, Moonlight
There is no reason to feel embarrassed, Krysta.""Easy for you to say! You weren't caught mentally checking out my package!"~ Étienne and Krysta
— Dianne Duvall, Darkness Rises
Great. There goes our security deposit."~ Sean
— Dianne Duvall, Darkness Rises
I glared at Christian as the blood smeared around. “You could have at least licked it.”He smirked darkly. “I hear that all too often.
— Dannika Dark, Gravity
We get chased by orcs, I’m tripping you and running the other direction.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Guardian
I wanted to kiss you for a long time, and I decided that might be my only chance. I’ve been miserable ever since.” Troy ran his fingers along her jaw. “It was almost better when I didn’t know how it felt to kiss you.
— Cindi Madsen, Cipher
Love doesn’t exist, you see. It’s just another shadowy figure that goes bump in the night.
— Nikki Rae, Sunshine
Rhys was hot enough to bake cookies on.
— Dani Harper, Storm Warrior
And what if I need something?''Find it yourself.'Connor tsk-ed. 'Where did all the niceties go?''You're not a guest. You're family. Find your own fucking towels.
— M.A. Grant, Red Moon
As she peeked through the curtains with the phone in her hand, waiting for the police dispatcher to pick up, she realized there was one thing she did know about the naked stranger in her yard. He had, without a doubt, the finest butt on the planet.
— Dani Harper, Storm Warrior
I can’t promise you forever, Blaine. Hell, I don’t even know if I can promise you tomorrow. And you deserve so much more than a fling.
— Nya Rayne, Unveil My Heart
Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.-Dylan Thomas
— Victoria Rice, Blood Ties
That was a really shitty move Liam! How would you like it if I turned into an animal when we were arguing?
— Abby Niles, Liam
Gavin, Logan, Calix. Was there a sale on trendy names when they were born, or something?
— Keri Lake, Soul Avenged
Romans and fairies and death dogs, oh my.
— Dani Harper, Storm Warrior
I want to tell him I love him
—  I try to say the words I feel in my gut and my heart and every inch of me. But nothing comes out.
Flynn?’Without thinking, she took a small step toward the wolf.Its ears cocked forward at the sound of the name, and it too took a step forward. Then froze. She shook her head. ‘Sorry,’ she whispered. ‘You look like someone I know.’The wolf regarded her closely.‘That sounds stupid, huh?’No response. Just that intense stare.‘You aren’t going to eat me, are you?
— M.A. Grant, Red Moon
But there was something different about Flynn, and it wasn't just the way he was looking at her. His grip tightened on her wrist--not painfully, but possessively. His other arm went up as he leaned against the shelving, effectively boxing her in with his body without making any further contact.To her horror, she felt herself go warm and liquid in places she shouldn't. "Let go of me." Evie whispered.His eyes were green. A bright mind-blowing green. And they were staring into hers intently, daring her to lean in closer, to taste those sinful lips...
— M.A. Grant, Red Moon
If Flynn hadn't known his older brother for the addicted, lying sack of shit he was, he might have believed the pain he saw in that gaze, might have trusted that Connor had finally seen the error of his ways and was going to change his life and step out of their father's shadow. But Connor usually only had an epiphany if it got him laid, increased his bank balance, or severely pissed off Rupert.
— M.A. Grant, Red Moon
Rhys—if that was even his real name—either believed what he was saying or he was a prime candidate for an Oscar. Because try as Morgan might, she couldn’t see any evidence that he was lying. He had to be crazy then, but everything about the whole situation was insane. After all, she was standing in her front yard in her pajamas, holding a naked man at the point of a garden hoe. She’d taken assertive action when she’d seen him lying in the grass, assuming he was drunk or something. Well, she’d gotten the upper hand all right. Now what was she supposed to do with the guy?
— Dani Harper, Storm Warrior
Troy smiled down at her, and her heart jumped into her throat. The lights turned his skin colors. Red, green, blue. Glimpses of every shade of Troy, and they all looked good. The song ended, and the world seemed to stop, just her and Troy, standing in the middle of the floor.
— Cindi Madsen, Cipher
Holyfuckingmancandy.
— Virginia Nelson, Hypnotist
She’d wanted Randall Parks from the moment her hormones kicked in. Her best friend, her guardian when things got rough, her knight in somewhat-rusted and dinged up armor—he wore many hats in her life and none more important than that of best friend.
— Virginia Nelson, Dom of the Dead
Tugging her purse strap up on her arm, she headed for thedoor. “You have my cell number. I’ll text you. If something goeswrong and he pulls an axe, you’ll be the first person I call.”Michelle groaned. “See, this is why I worry. The first personyou call is the police. Then you call me and tell me the authorities areon their way and you’re hiding in a closet.”“Yeah, ancient wooden closet door versus axe? And you callme the illogical one?
— Virginia Nelson, Hunting For Love
The Tylwyth Teg were immortal beings, but the burden of living for endless millennia was often tedium. It was one reason that the Fair Ones tended to play terrible pranks upon mortals. Like bored children, they sprang upon the unwary, seeking diversion. So it had been when a weary Celtic warrior turned reluctant gladiator had fought his way to freedom at last. Wounded and near death, pursued by his former captors, he’d blundered straight into the territory of the Tylwyth Teg in the steep hills northwest of Isca Silurum….
— Dani Harper, Storm Warrior
He responded by tsking before he caught both wrists in one hand. His free hand reachedinto his back pocket. “Bianca, not everything is about sex.”Pulling out cuffs, he yanked her wrists above her head.“This is,” he added. “But not everything is.
— Virginia Nelson, Catching Death
That was why he still hadn’t called her. He wasn’t sure what the hell he was going to say if she picked up. Evie, I’m really sorry about acting like a complete dick to you. Would you be willing to go out for lunch again? This time somewhere where my brother can’t kill anyone, and my fucked‐up father won’t take revenge for my letting it happen by trying to kill you?
— M.A. Grant, Red Moon
I love you, Sofia,” I whispered. “And I honestly believe that I could never love another woman for the rest of my life. For the first time in the past five hundred years, I am sincerely thankful for my immortality, because without it, I never would’ve found you.
— Bella Forrest, A Shade of Blood
After finishing my breakfast, I puttered around for the next hour and tried not to think about Daniel. I glared at the chair in the middle of the back room as if he were still perched in it, shirtless with that shit-eating grin plastered across his goddamned face. Once, I almost sat in the chair — after carefully locking the door, of course, so no one would accidentally wander in and find me with my nose pressed to the leather, trying to see if it still smelled like him. And then came the self-inflicted chiding and browbeating for even thinking about doing something as ridiculous and lame and downright girlie." ~Evelyn
— Patricia Leever, Divinity
Derek’s. Lucas’. Ben’s. It’s beyond me what I must do to make them realize that I’m neither object nor possession. I don’t belong to any of them.
— Bella Forrest, A Shade of Blood
After all, it seemed far nobler to give up one’s life to the light than to the dark.
— Bella Forrest, A Shade of Blood
This, Derek, is what you’re going to turn into without her in your life. You can only get worse from here. This is why you need her.
— Bella Forrest, A Shade of Blood
Her eyes traveled down the black T-shirt he wore. Pfft, he might as well be naked. It clung to him like a second skin giving her a clear view of lean, hard muscles. She licked her lips. Gods, what it would feel like to be his T-shirt. She was positive if he turned around his ass would be considered a lethal weapon in those jeans.
— Valerie Twombly, Demon Slayer
Sometimes, that’s the way it is with people. You think you can tell what they are based on the patterns that you see, but when you take a look inside, they’re nothing like you expect them to be.
— Bella Forrest, A Shade of Blood
I understand if you choose to leave. If it means you get to live, I'd let you go. But you need to know, I won't ever regret a moment we've spent together
— Jennifer Silverwood, Stay
In the next instance Graham claimed her lips in a demanding, yet gentle kiss
— Lia Davis, A Mating Dance
I couldn't help smiling as he grasped my arms and held me in place because his warmth infected me. I hadn't known I was freezing until he held me. I hadn't known until then, after the long hours of separation, that with Cain I could pretend to be human.
— Jennifer Silverwood, Stay
A near half hour passed as Salvatore weaved his way through the winding tunnel, his steps slowing as he tilted back his head to sniff the air.The scent of cur was still strong, but he was beginning to pick up the distant scent of other curs, and…pure-blood.Female pureblood.Coming to a sharp halt, Salvatore savored the rich vanilla aroma that filled his senses.He loved the smell of women. Hell, he loved women.But this was different.It was intoxicating.“Cristo,” he breathed, his blood racing, an odd tightness coiling through his body, slowly draining his strength. Almost as if…No. It wasn’t possible.There hadn’t been a true Were mating for centuries.“Curs,” Levet said, moving to his side. “And a female pureblood.”“Si,” Salvatore muttered, distracted. “You think it’s a trap?”Salvatore swallowed a grim laugh. Hell, he hoped it was a trap. The alternative was enough to send any intelligent Were howling into the night.“There’s only one way to find out.”He moved forward, sensing the end of the tunnel just yards in front of him.“Salvatore?” Levet tugged on his pants.Salvatore shook him off. “What?”“You smell funny. Mon Dieu, are you…” With blinding speed, Salvatore grasped the gargoyle by one stunted horn and yanked him off his feet to glare into his ugly face. Until that moment, he hadn’t noticed the musky scent that clung to his skin.Merda.“One more word and you lose that tongue,” he snarled.“But…”“Do not screw with me.”“I do not intend to screw with anyone.” The gargoyle curled his lips in a mocking smile. “I am not the one in heat.
— Alexandra Ivy, Beyond the Darkness
The second the door closed after him Laire started jumping, a huge smile on her face and her body shaking in repressed excitement. “I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go. You don’t even like the Oracle. Let me.”Before the first words were out of Laire’s mouth, Fallon started to shake her head, and as soon as the green-haired woman took a breath, Fallon used it as her opportunity to say, “No way.”“Please please please.”“Let me rephrase. No way in hell.”Laire stopped jumping, a small pout coming to her lips. How she had been able to prevent an ankle fracture while jumping on those spikes, Larissa would never know. “Why not?”“Because if they have an orgy going on, you’ll want to join. And if they don’t have an orgy going on, you’ll want to start one. I’ll take Aislynn with me.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Guardian
One thing this night taught her beyond all doubt - all males were lunkheads, all of them. She recognized that protect the poor helpless girl and don’t worry her little wee head tone. “I’m not stupid. I’m not going to run into a situation I have no business being in to show no one can boss me around. I’m not a warrior and tonight made that clear in large neon signage. But I deserve to know about events that concern me and help make the decisions on how to handle them.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Guardian
The Oracle handed her a small, leather bound booklet, about as thick as a pamphlet, and said, “You are a teacher, yes?”It was nice of the Oracle to phrase things in the form of a question and let people feel they were imparting information. “Yes, I am.”“Excellent. I know teachers value learning, and this book has very valuable information on gargoyles. If Terak remains part of your life, this you’ll want to know.”Larissa weighed it in her hand. “This is a very light history.”The Oracle arched one fine brow. “Why would I bother with that? This, my dear, is about how gargoyles mate.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Guardian
Don't ever apologize for being a little rough with me!
— Lia Davis, A Mating Dance
With a slow, deliberate movement, he pushed his hand into the fall of her hair, wrapping a thick strand around his fingers and wrist. His voice dropped, deepening as he spoke words meant for her. “I love your hair. The color of blood at its most fragrant and powerful.”The light tug on the strands didn’t hurt. Instead it sensitized her. The swirl of color in his eyes was myriad shades of red reflected and magnified. “You should let go now,” she said, low even tones that matched his own.The corner of that edible mouth lifted, baring a fang. “Never.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Guardian
For I had loved Seid even in his darkest hours, even as he cursed me and we rode upon a fine line between ardor and abhorrence
— Jennifer Silverwood, Stay
I'm trying to go viral, but so far I'm just a sniffle
— J.L. Madore
Jack Miller aimed his shotgun at the monster’s grey-skinned head and pulled the trigger. Green sludge and bits of bone and flesh splattered through the air to land on the street, the gory aftermath releasing a noxious, sulfurous odor.
— Danielle Monsch, Stone Guardian
Two must rule together, one for the night and one for the day. this is the way it has always been done.
— Jennifer Silverwood, Silver Hollow
A laugh burst from Nina's lips. "Not as awkward as it must be for you. Honey, please. If you bent around any harder trying to let me know you fucked Lex to try and make me feel bad, you'd be a pretzel. Although you're about as smart as one.
— Lauren Dane, Enforcer
We're in high school. If it didn't come from the school cafeteria, we like it.
— S.K.N. Hammerstone, The Rift
She will have brown eyes that say everything I ever need to know without her having to speak. She will be beyond extraordinary. She is beyond extraordinary. I will give her everything she ever wanted. She will never have to be afraid or alone. She will always have me. I will never let anything happen to her.
— S.K.N. Hammerstone, The Rift
Slade and sex went together. He was a walking aphrodisiac, from the top of his head, to the black boots on his feet.
— Holly Hood, Black Moon
I wanted to hear him disappoint me in that sexy domineering way he always did.
— Holly Hood, Black Moon
If she in fact knows magic she needs to do a spell to adjust that shitty attitude she has all of a sudden,” Nona said. “I may not be a witch, but I will knock her right off that broomstick if she keeps this up.
— Holly Hood, Black Moon
Don’t you want to know what I did?” I could have killed her for all he knew.“Nope.” He motioned me to him. “Could you be anymore chivalrous?” I touched his face. He smiled.“I’d be anything you need me to be. That’s just who I am,” he said, he tilted his head up.
— Holly Hood, Black Moon
You’re fucking kidding me, right?” “I don’t kid about fucking.
— Stacey Marie Brown, Darkness of Light
I didn’t intend it to come out sarcastically, but I guess that’s just where my tone of voice automatically goes these days.
— M.A. George, Relativity
Phrase the question any way you like…The answer will still be ‘Kiss my ass.
— M.A. George, Relativity
But this girl—She reminded me of what it was like to believe in something. Her hope was naïve, but it was real, and I hadn’t felt something real in years. Nothing positive anyways. (Eric)
— Shannon A. Thompson, Minutes Before Sunset
Holy shit! Can we say unstable? Was I the only sane one around here? Well, I guess that really wasn’t setting the standard very high." -Ember, Darkness Of Light
— Stacey Marie Brown, Darkness of Light
A pact must be kept and a secret must never be revealed ...”Pact of witches
— Pet Torres, Pact of Witches
I leaned against the desk, ran my hand over my father’s paperwork, and picked up a pen. Turning around, I shoved it into my father’s hand. "What’s this?" he asked, raising a brow. "You’ll need it to sign my death certificate," I said, pain vibrating my veins against my muscles and bones. "Are we done now?” (Eric)
— Shannon A. Thompson, Minutes Before Sunset
That was some branch. Did it have a vendetta against your t-shirt?”“Guess so.”“I hope you showed it who is boss.”“Yeah, I peed on it.
— Stacey Marie Brown
It’s a little early in our relationship for us to be ‘surmounting,’ but, hey, I’m game if you are. I’ll even let you be on top.” He looked directly at me, a coy smile playing on his lips.
— Stacey Marie Brown, Darkness of Light
Holy crap, you are like a dog with a bone,” I commented to Ryan.“Or just one with a boner.
— Stacey Marie Brown, Darkness of Light
His resonating stare fluttered through my memory, and I shivered. I hadn’t seen kindness in his pupils. I only saw intensity, and, I hated to admit it, but he was beyond intimidating. He was overwhelming. (Jessica)
— Shannon A. Thompson, Minutes Before Sunset
I paused for a moment, debating whether to turn and look what was happening. My senses told me Obo’s presence was still at my side, and turning my face into the barrel of a gun seemed like an ill-advised way to cap off this day of monumentally stupid decisions.
— M.A. George, Relativity
Luthicer hummed. "You're either brave or very foolish." "What's the difference?" (Eric)
— Shannon A. Thompson, Minutes Before Sunset
I'm still looking for books about them, as well as I am used to feed food every day.
— Pet Torres, Pact of Witches
Modernity kills ghostly romance("The Undying Thing")
— Barry Pain, Gaslit Nightmares: Stories by Robert W. Chambers, Charles Dickens, Richard Marsh, and Others
Wow…At least I can rest assured that you definitely can’t read my mind,” I remarked. “Clearly you know nothing about me…because the surest way to keep me from doing something is to tell me I have no other choice.
— M.A. George, Relativity
It’s a sad state of affairs when I’m the one bringing sanity to the equation
— M.A. George, Relativity
There’s an empty seat next to me in the ‘intensely aggravating’ section…and it’s got your name on it
— M.A. George, Relativity
I missed her smile…the way she would roll her eyes when she thought I was being ridiculous…the quiet way she almost tiptoed when she walked that gave her away as a ballerina…the fact that she could probably give me a fairly decent ass-kicking if she set her mind to it. I missed it all.I missed her.
— M.A. George, Relativity
The cleanest civilization I’ve ever seen…and the number one thing you pack for a wedding is a jar of dirt?
— M.A. George, Relativity
Suddenly, I saw ocean again—then another horizon line—but this time the deep blue sky was on the wrong side of the line…the Holy crap, we’re upside down side.
— M.A. George, Relativity
I wish I could say I’m low maintenance, but I like some of the finer things in life…like a toothbrush.
— M.A. George, Proximity
But you know as well as I do that anger won’t solve anything.”“I beg to differ,” he shrugged. “Anger can be quite rewarding…at least for those of us who have the option of blasting our enemies to oblivion.
— M.A. George, Relativity
With an ashamed sigh, I confessed, “You have seen nothing but the worst of me since then, Aeron. I’ve been a bitter, defiant, irrational shrew…and now I’m selfishly dragging you into a hopeless situation against your better judgment. What would possibly entice you to make good on a marriage proposal under such circumstances?”“You would…” his voice was gentle, as his troubled eyes searched mine. “If what I’ve seen is the worst of you…then it will be a miracle if I ever find a way to deserve you.
— M.A. George, Relativity
My only regret,” he gently tugged me back toward him, “would be leaving this world before naming you as my wife. If I die tomorrow, at least I’ll have that to my credit.” Wrapping his arms around my waist, he vowed, “You don’t have to be queen…but you will not fall into obscurity on a foreign world. You will bear the Omuran name, and I have to believe that will protect you.” He brought his forehead to rest against mine, adding sorrowfully, “I have to believe that our family line wasn’t meant to end with this.
— M.A. George, Relativity
I tried not to think of all the horror movies featuring this exact scenario, soon to be followed by an abundance of gratuitous blood and gore.
— M.A. George, Relativity
My instincts told me that death would somehow be…different. But my rational mind reminded me that I had probably tempted fate one too many times. At least, I thought it was my rational mind. It sure seemed like the usual voice inside my head. Thank God there was only one of them.
— M.A. George, Relativity
A teasing smirk flitted across his face, as he completed his thought, “I’ll try not to take it too hard if I fail miserably, because you can be the world’s greatest skeptic…”“Nah…” I coughed out a little chuckle, “not when you’re involved. I’m your number one fan…You couldn’t shake me if you tried.” I gave him a playful wink, adding musingly, “Though I might stop short of hanging out in the bushes with binoculars…”“Well, then,” he grinned, “clearly you’re not my number one fan.
— M.A. George, Relativity
We broke into laughter—the kind that’s your only recourse when you feel like curling up in a fetal position and whimpering like a little girl.
— M.A. George, Relativity
And you’re okay with this?...” I studied his calm expression, my own features anything but calm.“Noooo…” Aeron drew the word out lazily with a slow, deliberate shake of his head. His face remained strangely composed.“Then can I please have some of whatever sedative you took…because this,” I waved my hand, motioning from his head to his feet, “is way too cool under pressure.
— M.A. George, Relativity
See, that’s just it…You shouldn’t even know sayings like that,” I griped. “It takes normal people years to pick up on all those little phrases. Do you have any idea how stupid I feel, when I can’t even say ‘Hello, my name is Palta…Oh, and by the way—I’m the village idiot.’?
— M.A. George, Relativity
You can be intensely aggravating...” His expression struck me as closer to boredom than aggravation. “And somehow I suspect this isn’t the first time you’ve been told that.”“Nope,” I smiled mischievously. “Nor the last…
— M.A. George, Relativity
Ah yes…” He made an exaggerated nod. “I was supposed to be filling you in on Nangí’s story.” He winked at me playfully, as I kept up my glare. “Now, where should I begin?”“Tell you what, let me get you started,” I came back. “Once upon a time, there was this über-creepy old man—who looks like he lives in a haunted shack and eats small children for breakfast—and I decided to make him my new best friend becaaauuse… Okay, your turn.
— M.A. George, Relativity
Think of mental energy as broadcasting on a certain wavelength,” he tried to explain. “People with powers of the mind can tap into that wavelength…”“That’s all fine and good,” I nodded, “but evidently my transmitter is broken. Or much more likely…I never had one in the first place.”“Ah, yes,” he nodded unenthusiastically, “and your nose is mounted upside-down.”“Excuse me?” My forehead creased.“I do wish you would quit contradicting me,” he let out a tired sigh. “It’s insulting…and highly annoying.
— M.A. George, Relativity
Me?...Stupid?” I fluttered my eyes innocently. “When have I ever done anything stupid?”“Don’t get me wrong, you’re the smartest person I know…” She fought back a smile. “But you have done some of the dumbest things I ever thought possible.”“So you have a point…” I shrugged. “Still not stopping me.
— M.A. George, Relativity
Men…” I huffed. “No guts, no glory…Do you guys stop to consider the insanity of all of it, or do you just charge ahead without a second thought?”“This from the woman who would surrender her own life without a moment’s consideration?”He had me there.
— M.A. George
You and your ‘potential’,” I lazily rolled my eyes. “According to you, everyone has it…and no one is living up to it.
— M.A. George, Relativity
Silence upon silence, with a heaping pile of extra silence.
— M.A. George, Relativity
I’m not familiar with this word you were repeating before…‘cojones’, was it?”I blushed as Dominick patted me on the back. “Way to introduce him to the vernacular, Palta.
— M.A. George, Relativity
Aeron’s stone-faced expression cracked, as he turned to give me a dumbfounded look. Meeting his questioning eyes, I let out a little annoyed sigh, “I refuse to believe that you don’t know the meaning of ‘cojones’.”“I’m well aware of the meaning,” he raised his eyebrows, fighting back a smile. “Just a little surprised at your choice of words…”“Yeah, I can really paint a verbal picture,” I responded dryly.
— M.A. George, Relativity
You get a kick out of shocking the pants off me, don’t you?” I shook my head with a smirk.He just shrugged with a playful smile, his eyes momentarily flitting toward my pants before returning to meet my gaze.“It’s an expression,” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t tell me you aren’t familiar with it, Mr. Smarty Pants.”“You have quite a repertoire of ‘pants’ references, don’t you?
— M.A. George, Relativity
I can only imagine what goes on in that head of yours…” he teased. “I assure you I haven’t taken up black magic, ritualistic sacrifice, or—”“Plushophilia?” I tagged on.“Excuse me?…” came his half-confused, half-intrigued reaction.“An obsession with stuffed animals,” I clarified. “I mean, you are a young one…”“Where did you come up with that?” He kept his hands firmly covering my eyes, but I could hear the amused smile in his voice. “Is that even a real word?”“I’m a doctor, I know these things,” I shrugged.
— M.A. George, Relativity
I can finish that off and get you something better,” he offered.“You’d eat my leftovers?...” I felt like such a prima donna. “You’re a king.”“I’m a…hungry…king,” he shrugged, as he unassumingly glanced to the side. “I’m not picky.
— M.A. George, Relativity
Don’t be so concerned,” he whispered. “We will get through this, I promise.” “What makes you so certain?” I couldn’t help my skepticism.“We have no other choice,” he replied matter-of-factly. “Is that really all you can come up with?” I scowled. “Couldn’t you just lie and tell me you have some kind of secret badass weapon that is going to make this a piece of cake?
— M.A. George, Proximity
Seriously, Palta…” He was honestly puzzled, “I haven’t got a clue what you’re talking about. What about your ears is supposed to be so bizarre?”“Um…You’d have to be blind to miss them,” I replied sarcastically. “If you’re not, you will be when you poke your eye out on one of them.
— M.A. George, Proximity
You can only fight what you are for so long. Eventually the hand that nature has dealt you will make you become what you were meant to be. You have no control over it.
— Lindsay J. Pryor, Blood Roses
Playing the martyr doesn’t suit you, Leila.’‘Maybe not, but playing the complete and utter bastard clearly suits you.
— Lindsay J. Pryor, Blood Roses
I will not be threatened. Do you understand me?’ He leaned closer again, his lips less than a couple of inches from hers. ‘Now try saying it without trembling.
— Lindsay J. Pryor, Blood Roses
The stars and planets don’t disappear just because it’s daytime.
— Tami Egonu, A Rhapsody of Dreams
I’d seen weirder things than a haunted shoe, but not many.
— Richelle Mead, Storm Born
She exhaled curtly. ‘I’m a serryn. That’s all you see. I’m just something to be tortured, slain or sold off as a commodity. That’s hardly the most appealing of traits.’  ‘Tell your eyes that. Because you really shouldn’t look at me the way you do. No serryn has looked at me like that.
— Lindsay J. Pryor, Blood Roses
I’m not punishing you.’ ‘No?’ ‘No. You’d know if I was. Trust me.
— Lindsay J. Pryor, Blood Roses
The rarity of what you hold is more powerful than you can imagine. It is a gift for humanity and the most lethal curse to the vampires.
— Lindsay J. Pryor, Blood Roses
You know that feeling when everyone around you is happy and you feel like you're standing back to watch them from afar? Like you're in this crappy little theatre all by yourself, watching the lives of other people who are totally fabulous? Yeah, that's me.
— Jen Naumann, Cheating Death
If you love her as much as you claim you do, why can’t you let her be happy? She’s made her choice,” Lucas asked.“It’s because I love her that I’m trying to protect her from you. I could give her a better life in the heavens, away from danger,” Clyde fired back.Lucas chuckled, further maddening Clyde. “Maybe you could give her a better life, but you don’t love her. You know nothing of love, angel. If she chose you, I’d let her go because I love her. Above my needs come hers. That’s love.
— J.L. Sheppard, Demon King's Desire
I started picturing Rens smiling face, the warmth of his touch, the slight curl of his lip before he kissed me. Every happy memory came rushing back through the blackness illuminating it in brilliant color.
— S.G. Holster, Terrible Lies
All my life I thought love was supposed to be this amazing, wonderful feeling. I thought it was supposed to heal all wounds and conquer all. No one ever told me that it can leave a giant hole in your heart. No one ever mentioned that it could steal all the life away from you.
— Jen Naumann, Cheating Death
The stars sparkled above the mist shrouded tents and caravans of the carnival. The night crackled with an odd vibration, as if a veil of peculiarity settled over the company.
— A.F. Stewart, Gothic Cavalcade
I decided that a movie marathon was clearly in order. I tried to narrow down the options. Anything romantic was definitely out, as was anything involving space travel, kings, or handsome princes. Preferably there should be no good-looking men whatsoever, lest they remind me of Aeron. Sadly, that eliminated practically everything.
— M.A. George, Proximity
Chloe, wake up. I really, really, really need to pee.”I moan and sink deeper into Jorge’s arms, pulling my hand back.“Chloe, wake up. I’m dying here. I have to pee.”Ugh, why won’t that voice go away? I crack my eyes open and see Ringo by the bed prancing around doing the doggy version of a potty dance.Ringo starts prancing toward the bedroom door. “Thank goodness. I’ve got to go.
— Katya Armock, To Hiss or to Kiss
He chuckles and the rumble feels decadent as he takes one breast into his mouth, teasing the nipple with his tongue. My hips start to swivel, my need for sensation growing. I run my fingers through his hair, throwing my head back to press my breasts into his kiss. Trailing kisses across my chest, he mumbles, “You are most definitely my catnip.
— Katya Armock, To Hiss or to Kiss
Yeah, sure,” I scoffed. “You’re the picture of respectability and moral character…You expect me to believe you were your parents’ worst nightmare? What was your criminal act of choice—drunken bar fights? Or maybe grand theft auto? Don’t tell me you sold the crown jewels to buy drugs…It’s so disappointingly cliché.
— M.A. George, Proximity
What I don’t get is how this helps me. You two get superpowers, and I get what?”Cian smiled broadly. “You have a power, Meggie. You have a magical pussy. It was sleeping with you together that brought us into our power. That vagina of yours is pure gold, lover.” Meg gave Cian a playful shove and rolled her eyes while he and his brother had a good laugh.“Don’t go expecting to use it on anyone else,” Beck said as though the thought had suddenly occurred to him. “That only works on the two of us.”Meg walked up to him and gave him a saucy smile. “Yes, Beck, I was planning on opening up shop. I was going to hang a sign on the cottage door and charge for it.
— Sophie Oak
Events That Haunt The Mind And Scar It With Nightmares Are Never What They Seem...
— P.W. Creighton, Nightfall
The wind and the sea and the storm were his domain and I wanted nothing to do with them any longer. I just wanted Cain.
— Jennifer Silverwood, Stay
But where would she go, Raven wondered. Where was home now that Drew was her heart?
— J.K. Hogan, Blood in the Valley
It’s complicated. He’s not…' Human? 'He’s playing hard to get.
— Nicki Elson, Divine Temptation
This love beyond time and space, it knows only it's own truth." Immortalis Amor, Darkest Secrets
— Dominique Vandorien