Storm Gathering Quotes

“With you, I feel whole. Like there’s hope somehow. I forgot that it even existed. In the apocalypse, you gave me hope.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“I’ve never loved a woman like I do you. Like this. Like you’re everything and you’re inside me somehow.” He brushed her hair back from her face. “I’d do anything for you, Maureen.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“To make sure I’ve said this in the simplest terms, you’re mine. I’m keeping you.”
His? “I make my own choices, Greyson … You can’t have me,” she whispered.
His chin lifted, giving him an arrogant look that appeared natural on him. “Don’t challenge me, baby. Fair warning.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“Somehow, softness and fragility have survived the apocalypse. I’m not sure how to protect that.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“She ran her hands up his chest. “I don’t want to like you.”
“Don’t blame you.” Her hands created too much warmth. Man, he wanted to be warm.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“I don’t think you’d hurt me.”
He had been paying attention to the knife and not the conversation. “Baby, if you had any idea what I’d like to do with you, you’d be backing away.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“We’re having a problem right now, sweetheart.”
She swallowed, the fine line of her delicate throat moving. “Let go.”
“I’d like to.” He lied. “But you keep pushing. Just how far do you intend to take this.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“Then the deadliest man she'd ever met, ever even imagined, dropped to one knee.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“The only way civilization will survive is if the women just take over. Duh. — Maureen Shadow, Notes”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“He was already stretching her, the pain slight but somehow delicious. “Were you this big before Scorpius?” she blurted. He paused and then barked out a laugh, his hard body moving against hers. “Yeah. I don't think Scorpius changed dick size.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“To the death it is, then.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“I’ve been working on it all morning, and I’m still trying.” Sami yelled back. “Bugger off.”
Jace looked at Tace. “Is she British all of a sudden?”
Tace shrugged. “We might’ve been role playing a bit last night.”
Jax groaned and held up a hand. “Stop. Just stop talking right now.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“Whatever happens, you have to know, you’re it for me, Maureen Shadow. It’s only been you, and it’ll only ever be you. I promise.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“He drew his weapon and pointed it between Greyson’s eyes.
Maureen gasped and slapped his arm. “Raze? Stop that. Stop it right now.”
In answer, Raze used his free hand to grab her chair and roll her behind him. “She leaves before anything goes down,” he said, his gaze fierce.
Greyson, to his credit, didn’t blink.
Maureen stood and smacked her brother on the top of the head with the flat of her hand.
Jax winced. “Don’t make him shoot, darlin;”
Greyson yawned. “Jesus Christ, I’m tired of this shit. Maureen, sit the hell back down. Raze, drop the gun. Jax, say something interesting.” The merc leader glanced sideways at Damon. “You, I like. You’re it. You’re the only person I like anywhere right now.”
Damon signed. “That’s a heavy burden, Grey. Just sayin’.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering

“I’m also not a casual date kind of guy.” In fact, he never had been. “That doesn’t work for me.” He’d already tasted her, and he’d already had her. A part of him, one darker than before Scorpius, wanted to bind her to him no matter what.
“I don’t know what that means,” she said, her gaze lifting.
“It means that if you’re mine, you’re mine.” There were probably better words, smoother words. But he didn’t have them. All he had was honesty, and he’d give that to her.”
― Rebecca Zanetti, Storm Gathering