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Stolen Vows (Black Rose Auction, #3) Stolen Vows by Sav R. Miller
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“When faced with a choice between your pleasure and anything else, I’m afraid I’m always going to choose the former.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“That has to be fate, right? No matter where I’ve gone or what I’ve done over the last seven years, you’ve been a constant thought in my mind. Something I knew all along I wouldn’t be able to fight if it came down to that. I could never deny this, and you could never mess it up, because it was an inevitability. Statistically, I don’t know what the odds are, but even if the data doesn’t necessarily support my theory, that’s my educated guess.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Years have passed, and it’s like we’re picking up right where we left off. Almost as if time stood still in the distance between us, waiting for our reunion.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Studies say it takes a man eighty-eight days to fall in love. I believe it took me eighty-eight seconds, one single kiss, and the transfer of a razor blade from her mouth to mine.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Keeping your cunt from me all this time qualifies as a deadly sin, I’m afraid.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Penso di essere innamorata di te.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Be careful with requests of that nature,” he says, grinding each word. “Your father didn’t give me his firstborn, so I’m liable to ensure I get yours.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“What happens at the Black Rose Auction stays at the Black Rose Auction.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“To Stella Ricci, Leopoldo De Tore is the villain who wanted to keep her captive in a tower, not the prince who attempted to save her seven years ago.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Delight swirls in my stomach, a massive fireball of emotion I’m not used to. My fingers work harder, faster, attempting to wring the euphoria directly from Stella’s soul so maybe I can keep bits of it for myself.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“But from the moment I met you, you’ve been nothing short of bewitching. I think people have somehow mistaken your ire for monotony.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Seven years is a long fucking time to be stuck on the outside, only ever wishing on the stars instead of touching them like I once did.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“I wanted his fear. I wanted everyone’s fear so I’d never be in a position to suffer again. But even when you gain the upper hand, you never lose the feeling of vulnerability. You don’t forget what it was like when you were helpless. You never forget who made you feel that way.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“For the first time I can remember, I don’t spend any time tossing and turning, dreading what’s to come in the future. I don’t lament over what I’ve lost or the terrifying monster who seems attached to the idea of keeping me.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Is this what it’s like—being noticed? Should it feel so good, coming from my captor?”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Pretend I don’t know the exact shape of your mouth?” A gloved finger comes up, tracing the edge of my bottom lip. “That I haven’t been on the receiving end of your absolute hatred, your violence? That I haven’t had the divine pleasure of tasting you and calling you mine? I could never forget, stellina, and I could never pretend.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“They're barking up the wrong tree if they’re looking for remorse over my taking of Stella. I won’t apologize, and I won’t give her back. Not now that I know how terribly sweet she tastes. Like rainfall at night. A beautiful song in the midst of utter silence.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Stella is not his daughter.” A shiver runs down my arms at the finality in his tone. “She’s my wife.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Evil would prevail whether God watched or not.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“Your last-born princess will be my wife, and no one else will touch her.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows
“For the hyper-independent girls still waiting for their villainous prince.”
Sav R. Miller, Stolen Vows