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“The right way isn’t the only way.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Going for blood today, are we, Violence?"
"My name is Violet."
"I think my version fits you better.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Your arm is shot, Sorrengail,” Tynan hisses, his face pale and sweaty. “I’m used to functioning in pain, asshole. Are you?” I raise the dagger in my right hand just to prove that I can despite the blood that runs down my arm and drips from the tip of my blade, saturating the wrap across my palm. My gaze drops meaningfully to his side.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“The soft click of my trunk opening has both mine and Maddoc’s heads snapping that way. Royce comes into view first, a wide grin in place, but then Victoria whips past him, her arm at her side as she makes her way around the silver Audi. Amber follows my line of sight, spotting Vee coming from the other side. What— Suddenly she lifts a bat, bringing it down across the windshield in one hard, full swing. “Oh my god!” Amber jumps back, her hands in the air.The glass shatters but doesn’t fall in, so Victoria hops up on the hood and stomps through it, kicking it in completely until the glass covers the inside of the car. And I just fucking stand there staring. She jumps down, both feet planting at once, one of them an inch from Amber’s. Without looking, Victoria bends her elbow, tosses the bat up, and catches the barrel. She casually drapes it over the back of her neck, her free hand coming up to grip the stem. She cocks her head but says not a damn word. And she doesn’t have to, because there it fucking was. My girl’s public claim. Amber gets the message, her eyes falling to the ground as she rushes through the crowd that’s gathered a few feet back and disappears who the hell knows where. ‘Bout damn time, Beauty.”
― Meagan Brandy, Be My Brayshaw

“Seconds crawled by, turning into minutes that felt like hours. I must have checked my watch a thousand times, whereas the man sitting opposite me sprawled in his seat, his finger resting near the trigger of his assault rifle, eyes half-closed. Although I’d bet if anything happened, he’d go from zero to a hundred in the time it took me to blink. For him, this was just his job, whereas for me, it was my life. She was my life. And it had taken her being snatched for me to realize how much I loved her.”
― Tracie Delaney, Wrecked by You

“I love her like my own. You know that, right? No matter how many kids come after her, she’ll always be our first.”
― Tracie Delaney, Wrecked by You

“Savio’s cocky smile widened. “Nothing?” He came closer slowly. “Tomorrow we’ll be married for six weeks. That’s not what I mean, of course.” I rolled my eyes, still trying to figure this out. “Eight years ago…” My brows snapped together. “A little girl fell for me.” “How do you know—?” “That I met you exactly eight years ago? Or that you fell for me?”
― Cora Reilly, Twisted Hearts

“Did I miss something important?” I asked worriedly. What if we were invited to some sort of Camorra gala and I had forgotten? Savio probably found it funny to give me a heart attack like that. “Do you know what today is?” I blinked, trying to remember. It wasn’t our wedding anniversary, and not the anniversary of our engagement either. No birthday either.”
― Cora Reilly, Twisted Hearts

“I have great aim. But these are things you already know Marley,”

Keil, Danielle. Dear Marley (p. 121). Kindle Edition.

Keil, Danielle. Dear Marley (p. 121). Kindle Edition.”
― Danielle Keil, Dear Marley

“Listen I know what you all think but I do shit for a reason”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“Holy crap. He’s twenty-nine. I’ve had more sex than him. Two hundred percent more. The alpha is a virgin. Kind of. My mind is boggled.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“He nuzzles my hair. “I’d do anything for you. You’re the reason, Una.”

“For what?” I know, but I want to hear him say it.

“Everything. I love you, shy girl.”

“I love you, too, mate.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“No.” I bend to whisper in her ear. “What I really want to do is take you back to my den and eat your pussy until you come, squeezing my head with those sweet thighs. And then I want to hear you wail my name while I tap that delicious, plump ass.” Yeah. Her eyes blow wide when she’s astonished. I keep going. “You’re gonna come on my cock so hard, you’re gonna forget everything but that you belong to me, and I was put on this earth to pleasure you and put pups in that little round belly.” I rest my palm over her womb. “That’s what I think a mate is for.” I bump noses with her and then I step back. “But I didn’t figure you’d be down for that quite yet.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“You don’t have to love your body every single day. That’s unrealistic to expect, but I’ll be here loving it for the days you can’t.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“When did I say that? I’m a romance reader. I have a thing for assholes.”
― Liz Tomforde, The Right Move

“Stevie,” Zanders says. “You following me?”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“It hurts a whole lot less to be hated when you’re not being yourself than it does not to be loved for who you are,”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“But the truth is, I do want to be loved, and that’s scary to admit. It’s a lot easier to say you don’t want to be loved when no one loves you.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“If shit-talking is a love language, then it’s ours, and I thoroughly plan on bantering with my wild girl for the rest of my life.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“I pepper kisses on the side of her head as I watch a smile pull at her lips through the mirror. And though I love every single curve on her body, that one right there is my favorite.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“Stevie girl, I’ll follow you anywhere.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“You’re my first choice, Vee. My only choice.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“There’s only so much oxygen on an airplane. I don’t want his ego to suffocate the rest of us.  You know, safety and all that shit.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“You don’t have feelings?” Maddison asks, unconvinced. “You cried while watching Coco with Ella. You have fucking feelings, man. You should start letting people know.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“Hey, Stevie?” “Hmm.” Her head leans on her arms, facing me. “I like talking to you.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“So, you like me?” His smile is eager and excitable.  I can’t help but laugh at this giant man asking such a childish question. “What do you think?” “Say it. Stroke my ego, Stevie.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“Hope is a fickle, dangerous thing. It steals your focus and aims it toward the possibilities instead of keeping it where it belongs—on the probabilities.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Fascinating. You look all frail and breakable, but you’re really a violent little thing, aren’t you?”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing