Adriana Anders > Quotes

“Sometimes in life, you work hard for somethin' without knowin' quite why. Now I know. I've been workin' on this house all these years for you. For us.”
― Adriana Anders, Under Her Skin

“I’d do anything to be inside you right now.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“Man, this is the world’s worst workout program. The Drag Your Own Butter.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“The Ice Man… cometh.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“We’re heading out into the most dangerous place on earth with killers after us?”

“Yeah.” He couldn’t help a grim smirk. “Better hit the road.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“Cooking’s like making music.” She threw him a smile. “It’s the perfect storm of smell and touch and taste and even sound, you know? That sizzle in the pan, the pop of spices. The moment you turn the heat off and there, right there, the ingredients let off a warm, enveloping steam.”

“I eat to survive,” he said, matter-of-factly.

She opened her mouth, then shut it. Was it sad to eat for survival? That was exactly what they were doing right here and the pleasure of it was almost blinding.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“Suddenly, he understood why he couldn’t have her back then, or now. Or ever.

He was a starving man and she was an oasis, a hallucination, a single sparkling drop of water in his desiccated world. And the problem with giving in, drinking that water, getting just one little taste, was that he’d know exactly what he’d been missing. And he’d never, ever be able to go back.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“He’d touched her, felt her skin, seen her pleasure, and it scared the living hell out of him. She’d burn him if she got too close. And he wasn’t sure he’d survive it.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“He moved in, set his chin on her shoulder, and whispered, “I can’t…”

When he didn’t go on, she turned a little to the right, enough to put the tips of their noses together. “Can’t what?”

“Can’t stop wanting you.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“I thought you were a jerk.”

He shook with an unexpected burst of laughter. “I know.” He squeezed her tight, trying to figure out how to keep her alive. “I know.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“He rose. “Come here.”

Like a moth to a flame, mesmerized, or hypnotized, or something. Angel went to him, giving herself up to Ford Cooper’s ephemeral net.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“On the ice, in the Antarctic cold, in the middle of freaking nowhere, his tongue showed her how dirty sex could be, his body made her take it, and that dark, raspy husk of a voice broke in to turn the whole thing up a million degrees.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“You feel a loss of control?”

“Never… Never had control to begin with.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“The problem with early exposure to Terminator 2 was when the president ranted on social media and caused an international crisis, visions of nuclear apocalypse, with everyone and everything turning to ash and blowing away in a super-heated wind, took over your brain.”
― Adriana Anders, Rogue Desire

“There was a reason he’d avoided Angel Smith. Already, she’d started seeping under his skin, making him feel things he preferred not to think about.

And it felt so good it scared him.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“We’re heading out into the most dangerous place on earth with killers after us?” “Yeah.” He couldn’t help a grim smirk. “Better hit the road.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“In that moment she knew, with utter certainty and complete devastation, that whatever happened in the next few days, however they got through this—or didn’t—she’d met the best man she’d ever known. Too bad they’d probably die together.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“It was…” I swallow, trying to pinpoint one feeling, one word that I can share with this near-stranger. “Transformative.”
― Adriana Anders, Kink Camp: Hunted

“Men who hurt women and children deserve nothing but hell. It's that simple. The man's life isn't worth a thing in my eyes. Yeah, it's extreme, I guess, but I've got my reasons. People talk of shades of grey, but sometimes, there's black and there's white and thats it.”
― Adriana Anders, Well Bred

“I’m…” I think about minimizing it, then roll straight into the truth. “Destroyed.” Ruined for anyone else. For always.”
― Adriana Anders, Kink Camp: Hunted

“I’m a celestial body in his orbit.”
― Adriana Anders, Kink Camp: Hunted

“Grace is not a brat playing games with my heart. She’s a viking waging all-out war.”
― Adriana Anders, Kink Camp: Hunted

“She didn’t budge, didn’t respond at all, just kept up that low, melodious rhythm until the animal settled back on its haunches, cocked its head at a curious angle…and watched her. All the while, Leo sang. Elias couldn’t feel a thing. Not the wet or the cold or his damp clothes clinging to his skin. Everything he had was geared toward the exchange between the two creatures, every sense focused on keeping the animal in his sights, every muscle there to hold up his rifle, to tighten his finger to fire if need be. “All right?” Leo asked conversationally. Having a goddamn chat with the beast. Her hands were up, moving slowly, gesticulating as if she were talking to any old person in the world. He was having a heart attack, and she was yammering away like this was a tea party.”
― Adriana Anders, Uncharted

“come to terms with the real person inside instead of posting fake-life selfies on fuckstagram.”
― Adriana Anders, Loving the Mountain Man

“Kink Camp,” they answer. “You can leave, but you better come first.”
― Adriana Anders, Kink Camp: Hunted

“This isn’t a kiss, it’s mouth-to-mouth, a revival, an angel dragging me back from the dead.”
― Adriana Anders, Kink Camp: Hunted

“Bastard didn’t get me.” “Good,” he whispered, arms tightening, head low, voice terrible in its intensity. “Good.” “Why do you keep hugging me?” “It’s not a hug. I’m sharing body heat. To keep you warm.” His voice rumbled against her ear. She could feel it in her bones, as comforting as a purring cat. “Oh, that’s nice.” “What?” “Talk again.” “Excuse me?” He cleared his throat, tried to shift away, probably to look down at her, but she wouldn’t let him. He felt too good. “You want me to—” “Like that.” It was the rumble of his voice that calmed her, echoing through muscle and bone. It was comfort, home.”
― Adriana Anders, Whiteout

“She’s a living dare, goading me into wanting her more.”
― Adriana Anders, Kink Camp: Hunted

“Two consenting adults getting their rocks off in unconventional ways isn’t something I’ll ever see in a negative light.”
― Adriana Anders, Kink Camp: Hunted