Branded by Fire Quotes

“Riley : "Do you want to claw at me, kitty-cat? Come on."
Mercy: "Sorry, I don't beat defenseless puppies.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Mercy laughed. “You have to excuse them—boys suffer from an incurable disability.”

“What?”

“Testosterone.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Be gentle with him, Mercy. He's got a heart as big as Texas— he'll die for you without blinking. But he doesn't expect anyone to do the same for him.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“You trying to make me crazy?”
“Everyone needs a hobby.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“You should sit,” Lucas said, and he wasn't talking to Mercy.

Sascha stared at him. “I didn't realize pregnancy of four weeks' duration made me incapable of standing upright.”

“It makes me incapable of reason.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Should've thought of that before you told my ex-girlfriend I eat live kittens for breakfast."

A tiny twinge of guilt. Then the cat wondered what Riley would think of her last successful "shoo-away." "Who knew she'd believe me?" [Mercy responded.]

"Oh no? When you 'accidentally' opened the cupboard to expose my 'kitten cage' full of the poor, sad kitties I was going to snack on?" A raised eyebrow. "Wasn't the cage next to my special 'kitten defurring' tools?"

"They were obviously fake."

Bas just stared at her.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Don't pull any shit because you want to show off.”

“Wait a second.” She looked down then back up. “Nope, I haven't grown a cock in the last few minutes. I have no need to prove whose is bigger.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Sentinel meeting tonight,” Ria told her. “At Lucas's place.”
“Time?”
...
“Seven. Sascha's doing dinner.”
“God save us all.” Sascha had decided she liked cooking. Unfortunately, cooking didn't like her back.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“One thing I've always wondered—why did you enter that bikini contest when you were a teenager?”
Her face flushed with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. “How far back did you trace me?”
“Far enough.” A pause. “You didn't answer my question.”
“And you didn't turn into a puff of smoke and disappear. The world is full of disappointments.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“I have something for you.”
“Yeah? What? Is it shiny?”
They both waited until Indigo had jogged away before resuming their conversation. “So,” Riley asked, “what have you got for me?”
Taking his hand, she placed it palm-down over her heart. It would hurt like a bitch, she thought, but he was hers to protect as much as she was his. “Me.” And she opened up her soul, laid herself bare.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Dorian’s going to love this.”

She glared. “I swear to God, you tell him, and I’ll” — what the hell could you threaten an alpha with?—“I’ll tell Hawke you want to go on daily bonding runs with him.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Sometimes he hated that voice in his brain, the one that slapped him upside the head anytime he got too stupid. Funny, it happened a lot with Sienna.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“You said I could pet you as long as I liked.”
“Didn't say I wouldn't try to fuck you in the middle of the petting.”
Her eyes snapped up to meet his. “That's feline logic. You're a wolf.”
“I'm learning from the best.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“I assume you have a reason for manhandling my mate?” Cool words but his amusement was apparent.

“Riley likes Mercy,” she stage-whispered, trying to twist around to look at her mate. “But she told him that h—oomph.” Riley set her on her feet without warning.

She swayed, but Judd's hands on her hips kept her upright. Pushing her hair off her face, she leaned into her sexy Psy mate and smirked at Riley. “Sooo...”

“Judd.” Riley ignored her. “You're obviously not interesting enough for my sister—she's got way too much time to poke her nose into other people's business.”

Judd wrapped his arms around her from behind, his chin on her hair. “I'm more interested in you and Mercy.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Riley knelt down, clasping the fur at the back of her neck. “You’re fucking bruised all down your back. Why the hell didn’t you tell me it hurt?”

Because it didn’t at the time, genius.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“A hand in her hair, wrenching back her head. "What's my name?"

She scratched trails down his back. He didn't even wince. "My name, kitty. Say my name."

"Mr. Mud Stick, Muddie for short," she said, even as she rubbed herself against the hard thrust of his denim-covered erection, the roughness of the fabric an exquisite sensation. She would've liked naked skin even more, but he wasn't budging.

"Say it, or no cock for you today."

Her mouth fell open. "Fuck you."

"You'll be doing that shortly.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“I don't need a mate,” she muttered, staring up at the bright circle of the early autumn moon. “But can't you send me a nice, sexy, strongmale to dance with? Pretty please?” She hadn't had a lover for close to eight months now, and it was starting to hurt on every level. “He doesn't even have to be smart, just good between the sheets.” Good enough to unsnap the tension in her body, allow her to function again. Because sex wasn't simply about pleasure for a cat like her—it was about affection, about trust, about everything good. “Though right this second, I'd take plain old hot sex.”

That was when Riley walked out of the shadows. “Got an itch, kitty?”

Snapping to her feet, she narrowed her eyes, knowing he had to have deliberately stayed downwind in order to sneak up on her. “Spying?”

“When you're talking loud enough to wake the dead?”

She swore she could feel steam coming out her ears.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“I shut up everything inside. Everything." Words ground out through clenched teeth. "I thought if I could hold it, just hold it, it would be fine. But it's not."

"Why?" she asked. "Why are you losing control so badly?"

The answer, when it came, broke Sascha's heart.

"Hawke." It was an almost soundless whisper.

"Oh, Sienna." She stroked her hand over the girl's hair, even as her mind worked at piercing speed. "Has it been cumulative?"

Sienna nodded. "The second I met him, everything crumbled, my shields, my conditioning, everything!”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“You almost died.”

“But you brought me back.”

She cupped his face in her hands. “I always knew you were there. Death didn't have a chance against the Wall.”
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“I need a Stetson, so I can ride you like a cowgirl" - Mercy to Riley”
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“Riley."

Kisses on her cheek, along her jaw. "So, how many brat-lets do you want?"

"As many as it takes to drive you insane.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Smiling, she went for his throat and almost had him, when—using a move that was all sorts of illegal—he flipped her again so her front pressed into the leaf-laden ground, her wrists still locked in his iron grip and pinned above her head. “Cheater.”
“So says the woman who tried to kick my balls into my throat,” he pointed out, even as he licked the salt off the skin of her neck in a lazy and highly provocative move.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“So, you tumbled that wolf you were with?” Mercy was too much a pack animal to take offense at the personal question. She grinned. “How did you know it was me?” “Do I look senile to you?”
...
“Yes,” Mercy said. “And I'm not doing it again.” If she kept telling herself that, maybe her traitorous body would actually notice and shut up with its demands. The older woman gave her a sour look. “Damn shame. What, you like them prettier?” A snort. “In my day, we liked men who looked like men.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Once— and most of the night definitely counts as once—you can write off as a mistake. But you do this again and he's going to start thinking he has rights over you.” She knew predatory changeling men. They liked control. They particularly liked their women to submit. And Riley was one big giant hunk of testosterone-fueled Neanderthal wolf—he probably thought her submission was his right. She snorted. “Not in this lifetime.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“--she walked into her bathroom, stripped, and entered the shower.

The door opened a minute later to expose Riley standing there, beer in hand.

Scraping damp strands of red off her face, she glared at him. "I don't remember giving you an invitation."

"You said to amuse myself while you shower." A slow, slow, deliciously slow smile.

It said gotcha”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“That's your pitch to women? Let's get naked?" He snorted. "No wonder your balls are blue.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“When the kid began to flag, Riley picked her up, swung her onto his back, and kept running. The leopard in Mercy growled in approval - whatever his faults (and they were many and legend), Riley knew how to take care of the innocent.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Can you two keep from tearing each other's throats out during however long it takes to find Nash?" Lucas's dry tone did nothing to hide the feline amusement in his eyes as he broke into her line of sight. "Or maybe I should be worrying about clothes instead?”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“Riley?”

“Go away.” He’d heard Brenna enter, had decided to ignore her.

But Brenna had never been easily dissuaded. “Drew said you’re not sleeping well- that you were up most of last night.”

He went through a vicious series of moves and ended a foot from her, breath calm, eyes furious. “Drew has a big fucking mouth.”

“Yeah, tell me something I don’t know.” She grinned, but there was worry in those magnificent eyes she’d turned from a scar to a badge of courage. “Riley, is this… I…”

Scowling, he closed the distance between them to cup her cheek. “It’s not about you.” Her hurt haunted him, but he wasn’t going to put that weight on her back. That was his cross to bear. “I’m not sleeping well because I want sex.”

Her mouth dropped open. Then she went bright red. “Too. Much. Information!”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire

“you're all so overprotective you'd be delighted if you could pack your mates in cotton wool and put them inside glass bubbles.'
Sascha started laughing so hard, she almost dropped her egg roll. 'I think that's Lucas's secret fantasy.'
Her mate growled at her. 'All I said was that you looked a little tired. You didn't have to blow a gasket.”
― Nalini Singh, Branded by Fire