Siren Enslaved Quotes

“Paddles and floggers and whips, oh my! - Location 3816”
― Sophie Oak, Siren Enslaved

“Jimbo’s face went white. “Cattle prod.” He brought the binoculars down and put his hand on Finn’s shoulder. “It’s actually good news. Unless he modified it, it won’t kill her. It hurts like hell, but she’ll be fine.” “How the hell do you know?” The thought of someone treating his Dani like a cow had him clawing at the rifle. Jeremy was too close. He’d never make the shot without hurting Danielle. “Hell, Finn, I’m a redneck. You think I’ve never been hit with a cattle prod? That’s a regular Saturday night around here.”
― Sophie Oak, Siren Enslaved

“Is that Val, too?” Jimbo’s soft whisper held a note of desperation. “It looks like it.” A long, tortured sigh came from Jimbo’s throat. “Damn it. When the time comes, I’ll take care of Val. She’s a bitch, but damn it, she’s kind of my bitch. I don’t know why, but I got a thing for her. If we make it out, I’m going to make sure she understands.”
― Sophie Oak, Siren Enslaved

“What kind of a distraction?” Jimbo shrugged. “I thought setting off some firecrackers right outside the door oughta scare the shit out of him.” “Why the hell do you have fireworks? They’re illegal here.” Jimbo looked at him like he was a complete moron. “That never stopped a redneck from celebrating.”
― Sophie Oak, Siren Enslaved

“Good. And if you’re serious about not giving Lodge another chance and you don’t mind mouthy metros, maybe I’ll set you up with Jake and Adam. They’re always looking for a gorgeous, open-minded woman.” Now it was Finn’s turn. “I’m always looking for target practice.” A brilliant smile crossed Taggart’s face. “Awesome. I win either way.”
― Sophie Oak, Siren Enslaved

“Julian sighed. “Fine. You’re rehired.” “Maybe I don’t want to be rehired,” Leo returned. “At a ten percent raise.” Now Leo was all smiles. “Nice working for you again, boss. I swear your stubbornness is going to make me a millionaire.”
― Sophie Oak, Siren Enslaved

“Maybe this was a bad idea. What Julian made seem normal and almost loving was counter to everything she’d been taught. Nice girls didn’t accept anal plugs and call their lovers Sir.”
― Sophie Oak, Siren Enslaved

“Do you understand what a Dom is?” “Apparently someone who doesn’t want me to speak.” His hand came down on her ass in a short, sharp arc. “No sarcasm allowed. I don’t take well to Sams.” His slap hadn’t really hurt, but it left a lingering warmth. She squirmed a bit. “Sam?” “Smart-ass masochist. Samuel Fleetwood was aptly named. It fits him to a T, but this is lingo we use for a submissive who talks back.”
― Sophie Oak, Siren Enslaved

“And you divorced why?” McKay’s face flushed, but he stood tall. “I made some terrible mistakes and she couldn’t forgive me. Love isn’t invincible, it turns out. It’s actually quite fragile if you forget to work on it. I suppose love and marriage is like everything else. It is what you put in it. I forgot and mine died.”
― Sophie Oak, Siren Enslaved