Possessive Quotes

“Wars fought over a face like this,” he murmured like he was talking to himself, my heart stopped beating and his thumbs moved lightly across my cheeks. “A man would work himself into the ground for it, go down to his knees to beg to keep it, endure torture to protect it, take a bullet for it,” his eyes came to mine, “poison his brother to possess a face like this.”
― Kristen Ashley, Knight

“They'll say you are bad
or perhaps you are mad
or at least you
should stay undercover.
Your mind must be bare
if you would dare
to think you can love
more than one lover.”
― David Rovics

“Oh, he did look like a deity – the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.”
― Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice

“And I wake up happy, baby, because I possess beauty and I own that beauty in all the forms it can take and the least important of those are physical.”
― Kristen Ashley, Knight

“You don't think I could bring myself to mark your lovely skin? I'll take my knife to you, if that's the case. I'll carve my name in your breast so that every beat of your heart will remind you that you are mine—and mine alone. Because blood is binding, and because I would rather see you destroyed than see you free or in the possession of another, so I suggest you not try me, or you will suffer as no earthly creature has.” He slammed her back against the wall. “Or ever will. But that is a suggestion, and one you are free to disregard at your own peril. But you are are going to answer my question.”
― Nenia Campbell, Terrorscape

“I don't want you to be my fan. I want you to be mine.”
― Emme Rollins, Dear Rockstar

“He tries again, swallowing hard to ease away the painful lump in his throat. "It's just important. I love you. I'm yours. I need people to know."

"Alright," Lindsay says suddenly. He leans down to grab at Pip's bag, throwing stuff out onto the carpet, his iPod and phone and wallet and gloves and Attitude magazine until he finds what he's looking for, a green marker pen, and holds it between his teeth while he starts tugging at the hem of Pip's t-shirt. Pip's too surprised to do anything but submit, he lets Lindsay peel off his t-shirt and throw that on top of all the things from his bag then just watches as Lindsay pulls the pen out of the cap in his mouth and signs his name in big green letters on the side of Pip's stomach. He holds his breath, trying not to suck in the belly fat everybody else keeps telling him is imaginary. "There, you're mine, are you fucking happy now?" Lindsay snaps, and throws the recapped pen across the room to get lost in the bookcase somewhere.”
― Richard Rider, No Beginning, No End

“In public, you’re Joss Butler. Cool, self-possessed. In bed, you’re Jocelyn Butler—you’re hot, babe. Uncontrolled. Needy. Sweet,” he breathed. “I like that I know that. I don’t like the fact that other men do too.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“Be different; be unique; be a mystery.
Always remember that unique people are the ones who changed history.”
― Mouloud Benzadi

“Get your bloody hands off my wife!”
― Jeaniene Frost, Home for the Holidays

“What would you do if she wanted me?”

His hand clenched tight in Six’s shirt. “She can’t have you. Not tonight.”

“Possessive, aren’t you?”

“She can’t have you.” The words ripped free of him again, rough and raw. “Maybe not ever.”
― Kit Rocha, Beyond Pain

“Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can get.”
― Yann Martel, Life of Pi

“Evie touched the surface of Cam’s coat sleeve. “Is my father awake now?” she asked anxiously. “May I go up to see him?”
“Of course.” The Gypsy took both her hands in a light grip, the gold rings warmed by the liberal heat of his fingers. “I will see to it that no one interferes.”
“Thank you.” Suddenly Sebastian reached between them and plucked one of Evie’s hands away, pulling it decisively to his own arm. Though his manner was casual, the firm pressure of his fingers ensured that she would not try to pull away.
Puzzled by the display of possessiveness, Evie frowned. “I have known Cam since childhood,” she said pointedly. “He has always been quite kind to me.”
“A husband always likes to hear of kindnesses done for his wife,” Sebastian replied coolly. “Within limits, of course.”
“Of course,” Cam said softly.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

“You've invaded my mind and I can't get you out of it," he accused with discernible disdain. She avoided looking at him and said, "Then you should forget." "Forget?" he thundered,"EVERYTHING reminds me of you!" She turned to confront him, slowing lifting her eyes to meet the disgust in his. "That's not my doing," she countered, "That's your doing and you are the only one who can control it.”
― Donna Lynn Hope

“She and I had exchanged a few text messages, although they had been mostly to remind me just how pissed she’d be if I started anything with her asshole of a brother. The same asshole who had last night said, ‘If you ever hurt her, psycho Sid, I’ll kill you.’ Naturally, I’d replied by dangling him over the balcony until he begged me to pull him back up.

It had been kind of fun.” (Salem)”
― Suzanne Wright, Consumed

“Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, his entire body tensed and he looked at me swiftly. He started to pull out, alarmed, but I wrapped my legs around him and pushed him deep.
Romeo’s groan filled my ears as I felt him jerk inside me as he spilled his hot seed inside my body. I’d never felt anything more intimate in my entire life.
I kissed his shoulder and the inside of his neck when he partially collapsed on top of me.
I let out a sigh, content.
He pulled back and looked at me, his eyes unfocused and droopy. “I had no idea it would feel like that.”
“Me either.”
“Promise me you won’t let anyone ever do this with you. Just me,” he demanded. “Only me.”
He was so possessive. He was so selfish when it came to me.
I liked it.
Maybe I shouldn’t, but my God, I did.
“What about you?” I asked.
“Oh, baby, the thought of dipping my dick into anyone that isn’t you does nothing for me.”
“Okay.” I agreed. “Only you.”
His tongue stroked over mine, mingling and tasting me like he just hadn’t had enough.”
― Cambria Hebert, #Hater

“Want my spend, Precious?" Shane shuddered, the pleasure from his ass streaking to his balls and then to his untouched cock.

"Please. Yes. I--"

"I would give you the world.”
― Kari Gregg, An Unauthorized Field Guide to the Hunt

“Wolves mated for life.”
― Ellen Connor, Nightfall

“I raised an eyebrow, a boyish grin on my lips, and started walking toward her without breaking my gaze. “You are beautiful and smart,” I said. “Breathtaking, hot, intelligent, sexy, whatever you want to call it, baby. And no one is taking you away from me.” With that last sentence, I stopped in front of her, my body heat enveloping her.
“A little mouthy here and there,” I paused briefly, then continued, “but that can be fixed.”
― J.C. Böhme, His Savior

“I don't know how to give up," he said. "If I did. I would have already, long before I met you. I'm not a man who's ever gonna lay down, Jenna." He paused, and his teeth flashed white in the near dark. "Except maybe for you.”
― Ellen Connor, Nightfall

“He couldn't stay if she wasn't his to claim, to trust, to love. No matter how much Chris wanted to stay, Rosa Cortez was his last link to humanity. He wouldn't settle again.”
― Ellen Connor, Midnight

“I don't make vows I don't intend to keep. Will you bind yourself to me tonight? Will you be my wife?”
― Ellen Connor, Daybreak

“And that ass that I just want to sink my teeth into until she’s covered in my marks, making sure that she knows who she belongs to every time she looks into the mirror. And when they disappear, I’ll do it again and again, until I’m so thoroughly branded into her brain there won’t be a doubt in her mind of who she belongs to.
”
― Dolores Lane, Painting with Blood

“Even if everyone remembered,'' Luc says, ''I would still know you best.”
― V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

“I don’t care, I love you, I want the world to know I love you.”
― E.L Beth, Redemption

“Let me make this clear, princess. You are mine. Mine to play with.
Mine to marry. Mine to keep. Whoever comes looking for you will only
find death.”
― Sasha Leone

“They need someone with a sharp wit who enjoys torturing men.”
“I do enjoy torturing you.”
“Just don’t go falling for any of the other guys you’re torturing. You’re my girlfriend.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
― Charleigh Frederick, Rule 25: Don't Fall For The Target

“If that Bill-guy did something to her, I’m buying first-class tickets to London to chop off his head with a fucking machete―better believe it. If she wanted me to, I’d deliver his head to her on a silver platter, too.”
― Dolores Lane, Painting with Blood

“You’re mine.” His hand slid up the plane of my torso while he lowered himself over me, his hips nestling against mine.

Yes, I thought. I had been his since Colombia, and he had been mine from the start. I gasped a little at the touch, as his body fit across mine. My breathing was ragged and savage as he leaned down to kiss me, waiting for me to respond. “I love you. I’m yours,” I said.”
― Kayla Cunningham, Fated to Love You

“But you have a right to know
that this could come out and embarrass you.”
“Embarrass me?” he snapped, vibrating with rage. “Embarrassment isn’t on the list of what I’d feel.”
“Gideon—”
“I would destroy the career of any reporter who wrote about this, and then I'd dismantle the publication that ran the piece.” He was so cold with fury, he was icy. “I’m going to find the monster who hurt you, Eva, wherever he is, and I’m going to make him wish he were dead.”
― Sylvia Day, Bared to You