R.A. Smyth > Quotes

“All that matters is ensuring this magnificent woman in my arms knows tonight wasn’t just a job to me. That she isn’t just a job. Somewhere between the talking over wine and silent sessions studying yearbooks, the hiking, and fake dating, she became more to me; to mean more than anyone has in a very long time.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“He’s the electric shock that brings me back to life every time I feel myself getting bogged down. The flame that threatens to burn me if I get too close. And I’m the nuke that threatens to tear him apart. Together, we’re explosive. Volatile. Cataclysmic.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“My pain in the ass brother-in-law scowls as soon as he sees me. Ah, what a loving relationship we have. “What are you doing here?” Even though the question comes out in an angry snark, I can tell his words are filled with rainbows and kisses.”
― R.A. Smyth, Blurred Lines

“Drawing out the moment, Emilia looks at me then at Hawk before meeting Kai’s eyes. "Mel." Her words are met with a stunned silence, and all I can think is, Who the fuck is Mel? Talk about a letdown. It’s about as disappointing as the final season of Game of Thrones.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“Fucking hell, Little Sparrow,” I growl into her mouth. “I’ve never been one to lose myself to drugs or alcohol, but I am fucking addicted to you.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“You blew up my world when you strolled into my apartment that day. It felt like everything was falling apart at the time. Only now do I understand that it was actually falling into place.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“He was still adjusting to having me as his ride-or-die, but I wore him down eventually, and now I’m his bestie. The Bonnie to his Clyde. The peanut butter to his jelly. The condom to his jizz. Eww, well, maybe not that last one, but you get the gist.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“Hawk: That’s my good girl. Who knew four tiny words could be such a turn-on? And instead of being creepy, knowing that he’s tracking my movements is actually erotic. As though he could just show up out of the blue because he knows where I am. Hmm, maybe I’ll keep the tracker once Kai has gotten rid of Mel. Yup, it’s official. I’ve lost my freaking mind.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“Feel better?” I ask smugly. “No,” she growls, her voice muffled. Lifting her head, my eyes linger on the redness of her cheeks. “That was like offering me a kernel of popcorn when the whole bowl is sitting right there.” She waves toward my crotch, her lower lip pushing out in a pout.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“I brought you here because the second I laid eyes on you, I knew you were my other half. I'm the shadow lurking in the darkness, and you're the flame drawing me into the light." He strokes his hand along my hair. "I'm gasoline and you're the match, and together we'll set the world on fire.”
― R.A. Smyth, Sacrilege: A Forbidden Dark Romance Anthology

“You know what I think?" she murmurs seductively. "I think we had to get lost in the dark in order to find our way home to one another. I could never be your everything, and you could never be mine.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“If this is a dream, I never want to wake up.” “Not a dream,” she assures, trailing her fingers through my messy mop of hair. “You’re stuck with me for life, and if you ever pull shit like what you did yesterday again, I will actually cut your dick off.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“This bracelet symbolizes the complex relationship the four of us have, but no matter what, we’re all tied to one another. We’re an unbreakable chain, and nothing can rip us apart.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Lethal

“It’s not like I keep up to date with the latest political drama. A donkey would have to become President for me to actually take notice.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“At the time, I ran, but I’m done running now. I don’t care if this brand of love is dangerous and all-consuming. I’d rather feel that than nothing at all. I’d prefer to burn beneath Wilder’s heated glower than sit in the cold loneliness of my old life. I know now that no one will ever make me feel the way Wilder does. The way they all do. Wilder. Hawk. And Kai.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“Now, this is a version of Emilia I could get on board with. Compliant. Submissive. Acquiescent.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“God, as much as I loved her moxie, I don’t think she’s ever looked more beautiful, all broken and defeated.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“Wilder embraced it, Hawk disregarded it, and me? I ran from it.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“Wilder.” His name is the softest whisper, born of a realization. The dawning of understanding. The acceptance of what I always knew yet could never allow myself to accept. That Wilder belongs to me. That I belong to him. That no matter where I would have ran, it wouldn’t be far enough. There isn’t enough distance in the world to erase what Wilder and I have.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“I can’t promise to always do the right thing, and I’m definitely going to fuck up, but I can promise that I’ll love you with every broken shard of my wretched heart. I’ll put you first, above all else, protect you no matter what, and be the man you deserve.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“What are you—Oh. My. God, Hawk!” My fingers still as realization dawns. “Are you using your dick to plug my vagina?” Lifting his head, he gives me a cocky smirk. “I’m just making sure every single one of my swimmers does his job. Then I’ll let you get back to work.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Lethal

“I am the sun to his moon, the flame to his match, the light to his darkness.”
― R.A. Smyth, Sacrilege: A Forbidden Dark Romance Anthology

“I’m in a vicious war with myself. The love-sick puppy version begs me to forget the past and do what he’s wanted since she first arrived—fill every single one of her holes until she remembers who the fuck she belongs to.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“Sometimes we need someone to give us a push in life, to overcome the things we are afraid to face, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do”
― R.A. Smyth, Rebels & Rejects

“Even with regular sex, it can take an average of six months to conceive,” Wilder states. “Roughly seventy-eight rounds of filthy dirty sex.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Lethal

“Did you just compare my dick to a bowl of popcorn?” “Really delicious, buttery popcorn that you practically inhale before the opening credits have finished rolling, and that leaves you wanting to lick the bowl when you’re done.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“I know, but still. I’ll never be able to repay you for saving her that night.” Stalking toward him, I hold out a hand to pull him up. He easily accepts, and I pull him to his feet, the two of us sharing a clap on the back, bro-hug. “That’s what friends who are madly in love with the same girl do for one another,”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Lethal

“Every time I try to picture the house without her in it, I see her standing in that goddamn kitchen, and I realize I want that—her. In my kitchen. In my house. In my fucking bed.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“I can’t afford to lose myself in Wilder Clearwater. He’d take everything from me and leave me with nothing.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“Kiss me, you foolish woman, before Kai unties my hands and I strangle you for not running when you had the chance.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile