The Curse Quotes

“I told you to look at me,” I growled. “Now, how about you listen and be a good girl, princess?”
“Give me one good reason,” she teased.
I felt the hunger as it took over my body. I sensed it the moment my eyes turned black. The moment my body went rigid on top of hers. Her scent had consumed me. It was a new hunger I’d never experienced. One I hadn’t known I needed. Without another word, I leaned down and pressed my lips to her. Desire erupted upon my tongue. I dug my fingers into her hips, adjusting her so that she was pressed tightly against me. “Is this a good enough reason?”
Our mouths met with a fierce passion, our tongues caressing one another as we were running low on time. “It’s going to take a hell of a lot more than that to woo me,” she said as we broke apart momentarily. “What else are you capable of doing with that tongue of yours?”
I often wondered how I would die. Never once did I believe it would be at the mercy of someone like Juliet. But my cock had never been one to make the best decisions. “Oh, you’ll find that out soon enough. Don’t worry about that, princess. I plan to taste every single inch of you before we’re through.”
“Promises, promises,” she said as she rolled her eyes playfully. “I’m afraid I don’t have time to wait for you to back up your words.”
― Nicole Sobon, The Curse

“I didn’t have to like her to have a little fun.
I wanted her, and there was no use denying it.
I was the hunter, and she was my prey.
Everything in me said it was wrong.
And yet… my body hungered for her touch. To feel her fingers as they ran over my skin, to feel the warmth of her flesh against mine; my lips pressed to her neck. I wanted to caress every inch of her body, to make her beg for me to stop, and I hated myself for it. Fucking hell. But I couldn’t stop. I didn’t.
“I can hear your heartbeat, princess,” I said, my voice full of desire and lust. “It’s racing with excitement. You want this, don’t you? Why, I imagine if I were to slip those panties off, I’d find you ready and waiting for me.”
“Is that what you spent your shower doing? Thinking about me?”
I could’ve been honest. I could’ve told her yes.
But I refused to let her have the upper hand.
No. If this was going to happen, I was going to be in control.”
― Nicole Sobon, The Curse

“What the hell was wrong with me?
Was I secretly attracted to Deacon? And if so, how the hell had that happened?
I tried to force myself to focus on something - anything - else.
No such luck.
Traitor, I thought to myself. I’d spent a majority of my life living among vampires and as a general rule, I always made it a point not to get into bed with them. It wasn’t that they weren’t attractive. They were. Hell, there were plenty of vampires I’d caught myself fantasizing about before Deacon. But with him, I actually wanted to act on those fantasies and that was dangerous territory.
A heart could be a deadly thing in a world at war.
And I couldn’t risk losing mine to a vampire soldier because I wanted him.”
― Nicole Sobon, The Curse

“Juliet,” he said as I closed the gap between us. “Have you finally come to plead for my hand in marriage?”
“And why the hell would I do that?” I groaned.
“Don’t act as if you’re not head over heels in love with me.”
“Trust me when I say the only thing I feel towards you is the strong desire to plunge my stake into your chest,” I said with a shit-eating grin. “But for some reason, Ezekiel thinks you’re worth keeping around, so I have to play nice. For now.”
Deacon took a step closer and reached out his hand and grabbed hold of my face. “As if you wouldn’t let me kiss you right now,” he teased. “As if you wouldn’t let me do whatever I wanted with you if I asked.”
I rolled my eyes and yanked his arm away. “In your dreams, Deacon.”
“Oh, you have no idea, Juliet.”
― Nicole Sobon, The Curse