Whispers of the Deep Quotes

“So I will end this quickly, not because you deserve it, but because she needs me more than I need my vengeance.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“I would have turned the waters black with their blood. I don’t care that he’s my brother, or that the others have been in my pod for years. They do not understand the value or the worth of your life, kairos, and I will not stand for their mistreatment of you.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Fuck, woman. You shouldn’t react like that when I tell you I murdered someone for you.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Let me be your breath.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“You are a gift from the sea, Mira. A rare pearl I am so lucky to have found. I do love you, you know. More than anything else in this world. You hold my soul in your chest. Wherever you go, I will never be far from you.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“She was a rare and delicate creature, if a little ugly, and he had captured her.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“I cannot let you go. I would be denying my heart the reason it beats.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“I will find this daughter,” he growled. “And she will be mine.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Right,” she muttered to herself, working on pulling the welder apart. “This is normal. Just another afternoon spent with my undine friend while he prepares dinner and I work on some lost trash that he apparently thinks is a gift. Nothing to see here at all.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“She let out a frustrated noise and glared at him. Oh, how he adored that expression.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Kairos,” he murmured, gently dragging his finger down her cheek. She interrupted him. “You’ve called me that for a long time. What does it mean? My translator doesn’t know what to do with that one.” “It is a word with many meanings,” he replied. His throat closed a bit, knowing he was about to reveal maybe too much. “For us, it is a fleeting but crucial moment. An ephemeral rightness of time and place. A moment that brings you to where you were supposed to be.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“You have no idea what that touch does to me,” he murmured, his hands flexing against her hips and drawing her tighter against him. “It is a private touch, and you give it so freely. I can count on one hand the amount of people daring enough to touch those fins, let alone with such confidence and ease.” He wanted to explain to her how personal it was. How touching him like that was an advance by females of his kind. That she was telling his body that she was ready to mate, that he should release the cock he hid beneath a panel of scales. But she did not mean to do that, and he should not antagonize himself with such thoughts.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Mira ghosted her fingers over the gills at his neck. Gently, of course. She could only guess how sensitive they were. But the moment her fingers touched those soft gills, she was struck by how much they felt like velvet. The longer frills seemed to reach back, curving around her fingers and sliding through them. He arched into her touch, that strong thick neck bowing as though he couldn’t quite handle the touch. She thought maybe she’d hurt him, and then she heard him groan.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“She was... lovely. Damn it. He hadn’t wanted to think about it, but she really was. The kelp tangled around her legs and the golden light made her turn into a hue that his people so rarely saw. She was a rare and delicate creature, if a little ugly, and he had captured her. Long ago, his people hunted for their brides. They chased and prowled and fought each other for the right to win a woman’s heart, and apparently there was still some part of that inside him. His nature screamed that he had claimed her. This woman was his. He’d hunted her. He’d bested her. And now, she was his to do with as he wished.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“She might not know it yet, but that achromo was his. And he intended to take her.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Sorry, you pretty bastard. Better luck next time.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“For us, it is a fleeting but crucial moment. An ephemeral rightness of time and place. A moment that brings you to where you were supposed to be.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“She was his. His to take, to steal, to kiss. And oh, what a kiss. He’d seen humans do it before, but he had never thought devouring another person would make him feel so complete. He had only wanted her more. Wanted to dig himself into her skin and coil around her heart until he was wrapped so firmly around it that he knew it would only beat for him.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Outside of the home, he’d found two skeletons. One that was clearly of her people, the bones of her legs had been eerily interesting. And laid out next to her were the bones of one of his own kind. A massive male, with a tail nearly twice as long as Arges’s, speaking of his age and power. They had been curled up next to each other, almost as though the sea didn’t even dare move their skeletons. Together, even in death.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“like she'd turned bright blue and told him she was actually just a fruit.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Running his hands down the delicate bones of her spine, he counted each of her ribs before grunting in frustration. He didn’t know how many ribs she was supposed to have, so this wasn’t getting him anywhere. He couldn’t even ask if she was all right, because they couldn’t converse with each other.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“It’s a book about fucking mermen. Let’s not get into a scientific conversation about whether the bends would happen or if she could die doing half the stuff she does. K? K. *smooches*”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“He inhaled deeply, those gills fluttering against her stomach, where he was suddenly very obviously excited. “Fuck, woman. You shouldn’t react like that when I tell you I murdered someone for you.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Fuck, yes.” “Good.” He grabbed her by the hips and turned her around. She laid on his tail, her stomach pressed against the undulating scales when she felt a second, hard touch against her opening. “Because I have two.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Then she would sneak off with another male, one he already hated, and they would disappear into one of the rooms he couldn’t see. Was she mating with him? The idea shouldn’t be so frustrating, but it made him very angry the first time he’d seen the pattern. Why else would a female and a male disappear into the same room?”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“With her at our side, we will finally destroy them all.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“I don’t want this to end so soon,” he scolded. “Why not?” she asked, lifting a brow. “You have two.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“I say some things in here about an invention that allows our heroine to breathe underwater for a bit, and avoid the bends. Do not try this at home. It’s entirely made up, and honestly, probably impossible. Please suspend your disbelief for this monster fucker book.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“The translation chip. Put the fucking translation chip on his fucking ear and stop touching him like you’re trying to jerk him off!”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep

“Well, I did want to blow your mind.” “Indeed, you did.” He gathered her a little closer, arranging her legs on either side of him so she was comfortable. “You are a gift from the sea, Mira. A rare pearl I am so lucky to have found. I do love you, you know. More than anything else in this world. You hold my soul in your chest. Wherever you go, I will never be far from you.” Her hair billowed around them, red tangling around the electric blue of his body. “I love you,” she whispered, pressing a kiss to his gills. “No matter how different we are or where we came from. You are mine, Arges. And I am yours.”
― Emma Hamm, Whispers of the Deep