Possessive Hero Quotes

“Let me rephrase.” He took a seething step toward me. “When it comes to you… I don’t like to share.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“You want to be free. You also want to be mine. You can't be both.”
― Nenia Campbell, Crowned by Fire

“My tablecloth was missing in action and long, jagged scratches covered the table's surface.The scratches looked suspiciously like letters. I climbed on a chair and looked at it from above. MINE. Oh, that's great. Fantastic. So mature. Perhaps he would pull my pigtails next or stick a tack on my seat.”
― Ilona Andrews, Gunmetal Magic

“He didn’t say a word and she didn’t ask anything else, just ran her fingers through his hair until his breathing began to calm. Without letting go of her or even pulling away to face her he finally whispered against her ear, “Please don’t leave me. I promise I’ll try harder.” Slowly he pulled away and their eyes met. “I’m nothing without you, Izzy.”
― Elizabeth Reyes, Romero

“Like it or not, your business became mine the minute you let me inside your body.”
― Suzanne Wright, From Rags

“He moved so our noses touched. "I'm a human who can become a wolf. Smell is really important to me, and you, Rachel Clancy, smell like mine.”
― Rebecca Royce, Initiation

“I can't let you go. I'll never do that. Not until I die.”
― Kresley Cole, The Warlord Wants Forever

“She stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I'm a f*cking human being! You can't just kidnap me like this and expect me to do whatever the hell you say."
"I can. And I did. And you will."
Fire warmed her gray eyes. "Or what? You'll kill me?" She pushed herself up from the floor, and I could practically see her entire body vibrating with her anger. It was fucking beautiful. A rage that rivaled my own. "Go ahead," she spit the words at me. "Death would be preferable to staying here with you and being your puppet." God, she was stunning. And infuriating. My own men didn't mouth off to me the way this woman did. I crossed the room and stood directly in front of her before she had time to run. Grabbing her jaw, I forced her to look at me. "Keep mouthing off to me, Veda. I dare you."
Taking a step back, she jerked her chin from my grasp, then slapped me across the face. Hard. A deadly calm came over me. Slowly, I turned my head back around until our gazes clashed. Whatever she saw there wiped the rebellious look from her face. A heartbeat passed. Then another...”
― Angel Rayne, His Game

“Every time I jerked off over the past few days, I thought about you. Forget the chicks—I’m going with the dicks. Well,” he made a face, “one dick, I mean. My own private dick. Start off slow, you know, and then build up to the orgies.”

Rhodes brought his lips down onto Wash’s smiling mouth. “My dick,” Rhodes growled against the curve of Wash’s lips. “And my dick only. Remember that.”
― Katie Allen, Private Dicks

“Are you deliberately torturing me?” he growls.
My heart kicks. Wild and unrhythmic. “Torturing you?”
He raises the scotch, downing the contents in one fell swoop before returning the glass to his side. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.”
There’s a warning in his voice. A delicious subtle threat.
My throat tightens. My chest, too. Everything is so painfully, invigoratingly restricted that I have to fight hard to maintain level breathing.
I raise my other leg, crossing both at the ankles against the rim of the tub. I shouldn’t be doing this. Warning bells ring in the farthest recesses of my mind. If only they were loud enough to put a stop to the craziness. “Join me.”
His jaw ticks. That’s his only response. No movement. No words.
“Matthew?”
His features tighten, almost setting in a glower as he grates, “Be sure about this, Layla.”
“I think I am,” I lie. I’m not even partially certain. I’m running on instinct alone. No, not instinct—infatuation. 
“Then I’m staying where I am.” He crosses his arms over his chest, the glass moving to rest in the crook of his arm. “I’m on the precipice here. I can only pretend to be a stand-up guy for so long, then I’m going to start pushing my own agenda. So don’t play with me, amore mio.”
― Eden Summers, Seeking Vengeance

“Nick,' he corrected quietly. 'As to your emotions, they show in your face, in
those amazing eyes. One day soon those eyes will change colour and glow
for me.'
'They already have done,' Joanna snapped, rage surfacing. 'I never liked you,
Mr Martella, and now I can only think I hate you. If I should ever know that
you're coming here again I'll make quite sure I'm a long way off!'
He took one menacing step towards her and Joanna backed away, her
expression of loathing making his face harden frighteningly.
'I will not touch you,' he grated angrily. 'I will merely tell you this: J leave
for America tomorrow. I shall be there for two months. When I return I
intend to come for you.'
The thought of people in the house left Joanna's head entirely. Her hands
clenched at her sides and her considerable temper surfaced over grief, fear
and utter bewilderment.
'If you were the last man in the universe I wouldn't consent to be near you!'
she shouted. 'You've taken away everything I've ever wanted. You've even
sneaked up and taken my father. Now I can never go to Santa Marta again!'
'I know you love the island,' he said with surprising quiet. 'Your father told
me. We will live there and you will see your father whenever you care to
walk down the beach to his house.'
'I'll see him when he comes over to England,' Joanna corrected bitterly. 'One
thing is for sure, though: after today I'll never see you again! Forget the mad
idea about me, Mr Martella, because I'd rather die!'
'You will not die, Joanna,' he said silkily, 'unless it is the small death that
lovers die in each other's arms. And I intend to be your lover. In two months
I will be back.”
― Patricia Wilson, Dark Illusion

“His lips moved to her ear as his hand danced over her lace covered sex. "Other men look at you and I want to rip their eyes out." His fingers gripped her inner thigh, causing her to jolt and cry out.”
― H.S. Howe, Willfully Wanton

“The lead singer put his sombrero on Zara's head and pulled her close, his hips moving in a way Jay didn't want to see another man's hips move when he was so close to the woman Jay had fantasized about kissing only moments ago.
As if he could hear Jay's internal dialogue, the singer caught his gaze. His lips spread in a smug smile and he slid his hand down Zara's back to the curve of her ass. Zara slapped his hand away but not before Jay felt a fierce and totally inexplicable wave of possessiveness wash over him.
Not my fight. But he was already out of the booth and across the floor. It was the disrespect the singer was showing toward her, he told himself, the danger he represented, and the gauntlet he'd thrown at Jay's feet. Nothing more.
"You came!" Zara flung herself into his arms before he could even open his mouth to give the singer a piece of his mind.
Jay gave a satisfied growl and wrapped his arms around her, acutely aware of her soft sexy body pressed up against him, her warmth seeping into his skin like a drug. Something loosened inside him and he bit back a sigh.
"Jay." She breathed his name and their eyes met, locked. The world fell away, the music fading beneath the pudding of his heart and the rush of blood in his ears. Raw need spiraled inside him, and in that moment he knew two things: he was going to kiss her, and it was going to happen now. He lowered his head, closing the distance between them, his thoughts centered on naked bodies, cool sheets, panted breaths, and the thudding of his headboard against the wall.”
― Sara Desai, The Singles Table

“Isydoris shot Azhrael an incredulous glare and whispered in dismay, “You are going to have a man gutted alive for spreading gossip?!”

“No, of course not. Gutting him alive is not enough. I have also ordered them to cut out his tongue,” he joked in a calm tone, then turned deadly serious. “Nobody speaks ill of my woman.”

Isydoris shook her head in numb disbelief. “But what would be the point of such barbaric punishment? This man will die, and people will continue to talk. Even you cannot silence every malicious tongue in the empire.”

“Watch me,” he proclaimed with firm determination. “My sweet, it remains to be seen what I cannot accomplish by the sheer force of my will. I do not care how much blood needs to be spilled, but the commoners will learn to utter your name with caution and respect. I shall settle for nothing less.”
― Astrid Jane Ray, The Queen of Aessarion

“I may not have Lachlan here right now. But I intend to have him forever.” ~ Haley Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Tempt My Desires Lachlan & Haley Part I

“I enjoy the look men get when they see you,” he murmurs against my neck, slaying me. “When they admire how f-cking gorgeous you are. How perfect. How compliant.”
I wish I could argue otherwise. That I’m not quick to obey or easily malleable. But in his arms, I’m all those things and more.
A puppet.
A servant.
A slave.”
― Eden Summers, Seeking Vengeance

“Haley is mine, and I won’t go another day without her for anyone.” ~ Lachlan Jackson”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Tease My Desires Lachlan & Haley Part II

“So beautifully red with marks of the leather.” ~ Lachlan Jackson”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Tease My Desires Lachlan & Haley Part II

“Oh, no, Naughty Girl. You will pay the price for your unacceptable behavior.” ~ Lachlan Jackson”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Grant My Desires Lachlan & Haley Part III

“Well, you got me, Baby Girl. All of me.” ~ Lachlan Jackson”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Grant My Desires Lachlan & Haley Part III

“Tell me your wish, My Lady.” “Forever and a day with you, My Lord.” ~ Lachlan Jackson and Haley Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Grant My Desires Lachlan & Haley Part III

“I hold on to my playboy card like a life preserver in a tsunami.” ~ Harris Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Intrigue My Desires Harris & Kat Part I

“Aye, bonnie lass. And who might ye be?” ~ Harris Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Intrigue My Desires Harris & Kat Part I

“You fill my heart like no other woman. I never expected to fall for you at first sight.” ~ Harris Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Intrigue My Desires Harris & Kat Part I

“Banish her. I did already.” ~ Harris Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Decode My Desires Harris & Kat Part II

“Damn that redheaded Siren for making me want her…” ~ Harris Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Decode My Desires Harris & Kat Part II

“Breakfast time. First you, then me.” ~ Harris Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Decode My Desires Harris & Kat Part II

“First, I feed you, then you feed me...” ~ Harris Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Honor My Desires Harris & Kat Part III

“White light flashes before my eyes squeezed shut in pure ecstasy.” ~ Harris Steele”
― Charmaine Louise Shelton, Honor My Desires Harris & Kat Part III

“What would you know about desire, my little innocent? You must be shocked by your own reactions. That boy you weep for has never truly managed to stir up your curiosity about certain things, has he?"

She swallowed and looked away from him in inexplicable embarrassment. "If you must know, Hedon always treated me with respect, and he never tried to cross my boundaries."

"All the better for him," the reigh murmured. "I do appreciate the fact he kept his hands to himself. If he had touched you in the same way I have, my sweet, I assure you his death would have been a lot more painful and uglier than what you have witnessed.”
― Astrid Jane Ray, The Queen of Aessarion