Wicked Cravings Quotes

“I’ll spank your ass so damn hard there’ll be a permanent handprint right there.”
She gave him a cheeky smile. “As long as you understand there’ll be a matching one on your face.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Name.” It was a demand this time, not a question...
“Fuck you.”
“Good name. I like it. Easy to remember. Mind if I call you Fuck for short?”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“You know, I used to think you were snarling at me, but now I see that...it’s actually just your face.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Dante doesn't go easy. It’s tough.”

“And I can’t do it because, what? Because I’m a female? I’ll have you know that there are plenty of things women can do that men can’t.”

Tao snickered. “Like what?”

“Well, bend over in prison, for one. Multitask, ask for directions, belly flop with dignity, bleed for five days every month yet not die—”

“Have multiple orgasms,” offered Dominic.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Greta: At one point, you practically stalked poor Dante.

Jamie: Stalked? No, I just watched him. At night. From behind a bush. Using night-vision googles.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“He’d sort of expected the silent treatment. Maybe she wasn’t pissed after all.
“Hey, baby, where are you?”
“Why the fuck do you care?”
No, she was definitely pissed.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Look guys, you might want to think twice before doing this. I’m not an easy target. And I’ve seen CSI. I know how to get rid of the bodies and everything.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Jamie: Maybe you could stop being a neat freak and ease off with barking orders at me.
Dante: I resent the neat-freak statement. And I do not bark.
Jamie: Sure you don't, Popeye.
Dante: And it wouldn't kill you to use the shoe rack. I mean, it's right by the door.
Jamie: Stop putting my CD's in chronological order, and I'll work on the shoe rock thing.
Dante: How about alphabetical order?
Jamie: How about you go to therapy?”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Giving him a slight wave, she turned and strolled away.

"Jaime?" he called after her. "Jaime, don't ignore me!"

Without breaking stride, she glanced at him over her shoulder. "It's not that I'm ignoring you. I've just lost interest in the conversation.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“She ... is everything to me. Everything. Healthy or traumatized, she’s all I want, and she’s mine.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“No, I’m done! I’m tired, I’m sweaty, I’m in agony, and why do I feel like I need to shit?”
“It’s totally natural to feel that way,” said Grace in a placatory, calming voice. “Some women even have one during labor.”
“What?” The word dripped with horror. “Women can shit when they’re in labor? Tell me that won’t happen to me! Don’t you let me shit, Grace!”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“You. Are. Mine. That’s it, that’s all there is to it.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Give me a number between one and twenty.”
Unable to see where this was going, she shrugged. “Eleven.”
“You lose. Now strip off your clothes.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“He dropped his forehead to hers. “I know I’m a little fucked up. Don’t give up on me baby. I’m not saying that things will suddenly be perfect. I’m a guy, and guys can be stupid. I admit I need the room to mess up a little. I can’t promise I won’t piss you off again, but I can promise you that I’ll never deliberately hurt you. Nothing is more important to me than you. Nothing.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Wanna go to bed and play doctors?”
Chuckling, she punched his arm. “No, I don’t.”
“Sorry, that was immature. How about playing gynecologists?”
Again, she chuckled.
“I would, but lunch is calling my name loud and clear.”
“Baby, I’ll call your name as loud and clear as you want.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“You’re not a bad person,” she told him, knowing where his thoughts had taken him. “I’m not saying you’re perfect. You’re cocky and a know-it-all and you’re addicted to working. But you’ve got a nice big dick and great bedroom skills, so I’m willing to overlook all that.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Lines are for people who are sad and pathetic. Let’s just fuck.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“I think I've had a shit, Shaya." The poor woman sounded distressed and mortified. "Have I, Grace? Don't lie to me."
"No, you haven't."
"I have, you're lying. Is she lying, Lydia?"
"No," Lydia quickly said, "you haven't, I promise.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“You told me you don’t do relationships.”
“I don’t. It only ends up a mess when true mates come along” ...
“Then why? Why ask for more.”
A slight pause. “Because you matter.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“I’ll get you back for this, bitch,” the male cupping his balls managed to grit out.
She gave him a patronising smile. “I know this must be painful for your ego. Try not to think of it as being defeated. Just think of it as being beat up by a girl.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Know this, too: if you ever get an idea like that again, I'll know, baby, and I'll spank your ass so damn hard there'll be a permanent handprint right there."

"She gave him a cheeky smile. "As long as you understand there'll be a matching one on your face.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“She had long ago concluded that it was impossible to find guys who were considerate and sensitive as well as hot. Well, impossible to find some that didn’t already have boyfriends of their own anyway.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Dante: Want me to get your name inked on me? How about on my arm?
Jamie: No. That's boring.
Dante: How about over my heart then?
Jamie: No. That's corny.
Dante: Is not.
Jamie: Is too.
Dante: We'll discuss it later.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Somehow suppressing her wolf, who was eager to slice open Marley’s stomach, Jaime simply gave her an unpleasant smile. “You know, I watched an old episode of Friends yesterday. It was so damn funny it could have made your boobs fall off…Oh, you saw it.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“I came to take you out to lunch.” And interrogate the hell out of you, he wisely didn’t add.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Now you’re just being selfish,” Dominic said to Jaime, shaking his head. “You have that body for the rest of your life. I only want it for one night.”
Not in the mood to hear his packmate making moves—no matter how playful—on the female he intended to claim, Dante growled. “Dominic, no. Not to Jaime.”
“But—”
“No.”
Dominic sighed in resignation. “Okay, fine.”
Noticing that Trey seemed to find the whole thing extremely amusing, Dante raised a brow at him. “It’s funny now that he’s not saying this shit to Taryn?”
Trey smiled. “Of course.”
“I’ve always got some stored up for my gorgeous Alpha female,” said Dominic with an impish grin.
Instantly Trey’s smile fell from his face. “Dom, don’t do it.”
Dominic held his hands up, pleading innocence. “I was just going to ask her if she went to Boy Scouts…because she has my heart all tied in knots.”
Taryn groaned and chuckled at the same time.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“She gripped his hand. “Stay with me.”
He kissed her softly, amazed that such a simple contact could soothe him. “You couldn’t get rid of me even if you wanted to.”
They both knew that he was talking about more than tonight.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Suddenly Dominic’s expression turned impish, and she knew one of his cheesy lines was coming. He cocked his head at Ivy. “Screw me if I’m wrong, but haven’t we met before?”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Jamie turned to Shaya. “Ever played that game, ‘hit Granny with the polo mallet?”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings

“Glory’s like a bowling ball. She gets picked up, fingered, and thrown in the gutter, and yet she still comes back.”
― Suzanne Wright, Wicked Cravings