Hoarded by the Dragon Quotes

“In all the wars and bloodshed I’ve seen in my life, nothing is as primal and vicious as birth.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“I close my eyes. Someday he’s going to break my heart. I thought I could avoid it, but I can’t. I’m not someone who can just stop feelings from happening. But for this moment, with his knot buried inside of me, I’ll enjoy this. For this moment, he’s mine.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Tomorrow, I’ll be strong. Tonight, I grieve. I don’t love Kalos. I loved the idea of having a fated mate. A place where I fit. I thought that maybe that place could be with Kalos.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Alright,” I say. I can’t discuss this anymore and remain logical. Katarina sighs in relief. “You got a little murdery there.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Why would I mate myself to a woman who would sell herself for a bauble?” His words are a sharp slap, but he’s not done. “Someone foolish with no self-preservation. Being mated to you would be a lower circle of hell. You’ve served your purpose. Now leave.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“And now my life is over. I’m stuck in a motherfucking dragon’s window.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“You seem to love to be filled with me, little queen.” His words are halting and slow instead of the expected smugness. Like he’s as lost in me as I am in him. “I’m yours,” I say. It’s not the first time I’ve said it in the heat of the moment, but this time there’s no whispers of doubt curling in the shadows of my mind. This time, there’s no going back. He rumbles in response. “Mine.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Candles?” I ask, marveling at the tile art on the walls. “The Love Bathhouse trades in magic made during sex,” Kalos says. “Lighting the candles acts as the consent to and initiation of the ritual.” That’s probably why the wards feel like a tidal wave instead of a slow trickle of power. “Did you bring me here to seduce me?” I ask,”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Not seeing Katarina’s swollen belly doesn’t negate the effect it’s having on me. I feel the child’s mind against mine, and instead of blocking myself from it, I let the flutter of emotions weather me. They’re dreaming.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“I don’t want an explanation. I need to deal with a threat to what’s mine. “WHERE IS MY MATE?”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“I frown at him at the same time my heart lodges in my throat. “Don’t promise things like that.” Don’t offer something only to take it away later. He presses his lips together. “We may not have a romantic relationship, but you are mine. I care for what is mine.” I narrow my eyes at him to keep from melting, from trusting him. I trusted him too quickly last time. “I’m not yours. Let’s just focus on keeping the baby healthy.” His nostrils flare, as if annoyed that I’d assume he’d do otherwise”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“I am sorry for hurting you,” he says softly. There’s a warmth near my cheek as if his hand hovers there, but it disappears without touching me. I swallow and don’t respond. The emotions I thought I’d tamped down are too close to the surface. I don’t want to say something stupid like Why don’t you want me? When really, why would he want me?”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Is your dragon who I met that night?” she asks, a teasing note to her voice. “I like him.” And he very much likes you.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“The memory threatens to let loose the beast that wants to fawn over her, demand things from her. Our tryst had been in the low light of the moon, and the accent lighting directed on the pieces of my hoard on display. I’d missed details about the woman carrying our young in the darkness.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“He made sure I knew just how much he didn’t like me after all the fantastic sex.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“No, trading myself for a “bauble” didn’t poison our time together. It was everything else.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Mine,” he growls. The shock ricochets through my chest and distracts me from the sensual rock of our bodies. I’ve gone through the majority of my life as many things. A burden, a cohort, a trainee to the art of crime, and more recently, a friend. But never as someone to claim. It happens then, my body gives to this man, this dragon.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“The world disappears on waves of pleasure and crashing heartbeats.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Glass is a challenging substance to ward and requires monthly recharging. The joint where glass meets the rest of a structure? Notorious for failure. A good ward master will place extra protections on those joints, but most still only focus on the ground floor. Because even at weak points, the wards will hold against an intruder.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Warding spells are interesting in how they function. Impenetrable most of the time, but loopholes exist.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“He is my home. I don’t care that we aren’t heart-fated like he was with the mate he lost. I’ll tear the fabric of our souls and make knots in it to capture this moment for keeping. He’s mine by my demand alone, and I will not forfeit any ground.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“There are many things in life that we lie to ourselves that we are the ones who are in control, but when it comes to children, we discover how much that is a lie. Parenthood humbles everyone.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“I’ve been punishing myself. And it ends now. If I don’t decide that I’m worthy of happiness, what sort of life is that going to be for me?”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“I love you, and it hurts so deeply,” I whisper without meaning to. Kalos blinks in surprise. “You love me?” “Yes, you thoughtless reptile!” I snarl. Ignoring my animosity, the corners of his lips lift in a boyish expression of hope.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“How could you?” I cry. My voice thick with tears and raw. I don’t even know what specifically I’m angry about. Him leaving, him not coming for me, him risking his life to destroy the fae gate. It all swirls together into a stew of betrayal. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, my queen, my Rina. For all of it.” “That’s not enough,” I choke out.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“That’s it, my queen. You’re doing so well, taking everything of me.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“I clench my fist to keep from smoothing the rebellious strand behind her ear. It’s more of a temptation not to touch the woman than it should be. My familiarity with her body doesn’t help. The knowledge of how it feels to have her tightness strangle my cock and the mewling sounds she’d make are poisonous spines lying in wait. Dangerous.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“Why would I mate myself to a woman who would sell herself for a bauble?” His words are a sharp slap, but he’s not done. “Someone foolish with no self-preservation. Being mated to you would be a lower circle of hell. You’ve served your purpose. Now leave.” It’s a mercy that he storms away without looking back. That way the tears in my eyes can remain a secret between me and my heart. 4 KATARINA Buzz buzz.”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“But Kalos doesn’t seem kind enough to let that go. “Does my little queen like the feel of my cock?”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon

“You will tell me if anything I do hurts you.” It’s not a question, but a demand. I nod quickly, willing to agree to anything to feed the need”
― Lillian Lark, Hoarded by the Dragon