Twisted Soul Quotes

“Now that he's not tortured by voices and paranoia, is he going to tease me all the time? Fucking miscreant.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“As irrevocably as I am yours, you are mine,” I warn her. “If you ever forget that, I'll be forced to do something drastically violent." She grins, clearly liking that thought. "Gods forbid.” "The gods hold no power over me anymore. Only you do.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“You being fine and you being properly treated and watched over are two entirely different things, darling.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“But wait—can you guys please make sure that your way-too-practical mate keeps up with her bestie? Girl time is mandatory. She can't just be surrounded by testosterone-fueled, obsessive, wildly horny matches all the time, or she’ll start to get dickmatized.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Gods, I’ll be her throne any day. She’s my fucking queen.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“In their defense, all of the food is fucking amazing. Still, the sundae is by far my favorite. Whoever invented ice cream deserves a Paradise of their very own.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“At last. She’s mine, and I’m hers, and nothing will ever take her away from me.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“That’s fine. I’ll eat potatoes again.” He sighs. “My sexy mate”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Better? Silas asks in my head”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Why the fuck is there a tree inside?" "It's tradition," Silas supplies. "It will look better decorated for Starfall." "Decorated with what? Bones?" "Why the hell would we put bones on it?" I ask, disturbed.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“He kisses my forehead. “You’ve been through hell, and maybe you did some shit you didn’t like just to survive it, but that doesn’t change the fact that you’re a fucking hero to all those humans in the Nether. If you ask me, I’m lucky to breathe the same air as you. Got it, Mayflower?”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Your broken edges match mine perfectly.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Gods, I love her smile. It’s still my official goal in life to see it more often. Seeing Maven smattered in blood, her eyes sparkling from fresh kills, looking like a dark fucking queen… Gods, I’ll be her throne any day.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“There’s just something so right about being bound to all of them now. A completeness I’ve never experienced before, like something that was always meant to be a part of me is now finally in place. It’s a bizarrely incredible feeling.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“How about an apology for hunting us like dogs first?” I point out dryly. Douglas snorts. “Apologies are worth shit. Action is all that matters.” Maven smirks. “I knew I liked you.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Felix, this is my quintet,” Maven says breezily, motioning to each of us. “Silas, Baelfire, Everett, and Crypt. Guys, this is Felix.” His eyes widen slightly like he doesn’t want to show too much emotion. “These are your gods-selected matches? My gods, these poor men.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“She pulls a face. “Gag me with a knife.” Crypt laughs. “But darling, I have something far more enjoyable for you to gag on.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“It's impossible not to watch as the woman who owns my heart and soul steps into the slaughter like she owns the damn place. The way she moves with lethal agility and kills as naturally as breathing is both spellbinding and fucking terrifying. Or maybe the terrifying part is her smile…except I really like watching Maven enjoy herself. “Arati, bless my beautiful maniac,” I breathe.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“It's impossible not to watch as the woman who owns my heart and soul steps into the slaughter like she owns the damn place.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“I'm fucking bored.” “Stakeouts aren’t known for being exciting,” I grumble. “Yes, except for the fact that we have the sexiest woman alive with us.” “Not alive,”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“He rolls his eyes. We’ll make friendship bracelets later, right before we make an Eiffel Tower with Maven.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Liquid silver? Brutal, but it’s also kind of…touching.” “Brutally touching is Maven's specialty,” I grin.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“As if you mind biting,” Maven teases. Everett blushes profusely as I raise my brows. “Hold the fucking phone—is Snowflake kinky?”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“He bites my lip, licking away the pain as he grows rougher—pressing one of my legs up until my knee is next to my head. I groan at the new angle while he growls savagely and fucks me harder, clearly unable to stop ravishing me even for a moment. Oh, gods. This rut is going to be brutal. I smile.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Damn. Muscles on muscles. He’s like a wall of golden strength. And that cock. I want to lick it.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“You guys should go inside. My dragon is territorial and fussy right now.” I pet it again, loving the warmth of these sleek, gleaming scales. “Aren't you? Yes, you are.” Silas gives me an exasperated look. “It is not a puppy, ima sangfluir.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Are you saying we scare you, Boo?” “No. The things I would do to keep you four scare me.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“The way I feel about you four is like…” She pauses, finding the right words. “It's like death.” Frost coughs. “Ouch. Death? Really?” She nods, dark eyes solemn. “It's dark, consuming, inevitable, and…frightening, if I'm being honest.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Is there a particular feeling that makes you want to spend time with us?” “Maybe that dreaded L-word,” I hint, grinning as I catch on. Maven scowls, breaking out of Decimus’s arms to confront us. “Oh, my gods. You know what? Fine. Let's get this over with. Yes, okay?” “Yes, what?” Frost arches a brow. “I obviously caught feelings. Happy?”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul

“Have you eaten, Crypt?” “All night.” Between Maven’s thighs, in fact.”
― Morgan B. Lee, Twisted Soul