Dark Warrior Unbroken Quotes

“He followed her into the small alcove that led to the door. If he was going to gain her trust, he should walk straight out the door. It was the right thing to do. The smart thing. And it was the last thing he was going to do.
He stepped close enough to feel the sweet heat of her body and to hear her heart kick-start into overdrive. Oh, yeah, she felt the energy shimmering between them.
“One more thing happened in the alley last night that you forgot to mention.” He leaned in closer, gazing at her delectable mouth.
“What . . . what was that?” She licked her lips.
“This.”
Then he claimed her, with his lips, with his arms, and a full-body press.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“She’d skipped one of the most important parts. Or did she not remember their kiss? That would really piss him off, because every time he thought about it, he got hard all over again. He was about to call her on it, when he noticed how flushed her cheeks were. She remembered all right; she just didn’t want to talk about it.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Hey, mister, we’re not a bus stop. Order something or take a hike.” Ham-fisted and built like a linebacker, the bartender had a face that had survived more than a few barroom brawls. A couple of bikers at the far end of the bar looked up with interest, probably hoping to see their buddy in action.
Sandor knew he could take the guy, but now wasn’t the time to prove it.
“I’ll take a scotch on the rocks.” He pulled out two five-dollar bills and tossed them on the bar. “Hold the scotch and the rocks. Keep the change.”
The bartender and the other two looked at him like he was crazy. Finally, the bartender grinned.
“Turns out we’re having a special on that night.” He pushed a five back across the counter.
Sandor chuckled and accepted the bill. “Thanks.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Because I can’t imagine living another day of my life without you in it. You made me fall in love with you.”
That last small distance disappeared as his strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her close with achingly gentle care. “I’d say that’s only fair. Because you made me love you, first.”
“Not true. I loved you first, because you’re sneaky that way.”
He smiled against her hair. “You know, we could argue about this until the day we die.”
“If that’s how long it takes, so be it.”
“I’m up for it.”
Her hand trailed below the sheet. “I’m guessing that’s not all you’re up for,” she said with a grin.
He laughed. “I’m a born multitasker.”
Lena drew him in for a kiss. “It’s been a long day. How about we concentrate on one task at a time?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Sandor looked over her, gold flecks twinkling in his eyes. “You will have my undivided attention.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“I find myself wanting to lead the charge for justice, sword in hand and screaming a Viking battle cry.” She frowned. “You did have battle cries, didn’t you?”
He laughed. “Some of the best. Remind me the next time we’re up on the mountain, and I’ll teach you a few. I’d do it now, but we’d probably upset the neighbors.”
“Do I get my own horned helmet?”
He looked a bit insulted. “My tribe never wore anything like that. But if you want to, you can borrow one of my knives to wave around and menace the local fauna.”
He was making fun of her. She just knew it. “A knife? Why not a sword?”
“Because you couldn’t lift one of my swords, much less swing it. One of my longer knives would be the perfect size for a little bit like you to brandish while you practice screaming oaths in old Norse.” From the way he chuckled, he obviously found the whole idea hilarious.
She loved making her husband laugh. From Judith’s memories and her own, she knew that Ranulf had gone way too many years with no joy in his life. That didn’t mean she wouldn’t extract a little revenge.
She tweaked a lock of his hair. “Well, I might not be able to lift your sword, my Viking love, but if you keep making fun of me, I’ll flatten you against the nearest wall and keep you there. How would you like that?”
The blue flames were back. “I’d like it just fine, if you promise to take advantage of me while I’m at your mercy.”
Now that was an image to be savored. “Are you sure I can’t play with your sword? Right now?” She basked in the warm approval in his eyes.
“Only if you promise to take really good care of it.”
She slid down to kneel between his legs. “Believe me, I plan to.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Lena led the way into his kitchen, and he hid a smile when she glanced at the counter and blushed. Was she still embarrassed over the wild monkey sex they’d had there? Personally, he was thinking about installing a memorial plaque, but he wisely kept that idea to himself.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“It was enough to know that once they reached his place, she was his for another night.
Every inch of his body liked that idea—especially certain inches that were definitely making their demands known right now. If he spent much more time in Lena’s company, he was going to have to buy looser jeans to keep from causing permanent damage to himself.
He’d love to see the expression on her face if he were to tell her that one. Maybe he would later, just to hear her laugh.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“He had a warrior’s body, all lean muscles and strength. Her hands tingled even though she carefully skirted his bicep. When he realized what she was doing, he caught her hand, brought it back up, and placed it directly over his tattoo.
“I can protect you from that, now that I know you’re sensitive to it.” After a few seconds, he brought her hand up to his lips and kissed her fingertips. “I am sorry that happened, Lena. That darkness is my burden to carry. You shouldn’t have to share it.”
She twined her hands behind his neck and leaned into him, pleasing them both with the press of her breasts against his chest. “We all have darkness that haunts us, Sandor. Yours may be worse than most, but I have a few nightmares of my own.”
He sat back on his haunches and lifted her to straddle his lap. “Then share them with me. Maybe I can ease them for you.”
She shot him an incredulous look and gave his erection a long, low stroke. “You want to trade bad memories right now?”
“Actually, no.” His chuckle was low and rough. “Remind me later.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“After they left, Lena threw the dead bolt and hooked the chain. Then she walked over to him, looking as if she was deciding where to kick him and exactly how hard.
He tried for a little humor. Holding out the bag of doughnuts, he smiled up at her. “A cruller for your thoughts.”
She shot him a look of pure disgust, but took the bag and resumed her seat on the bed. “Deep-fried sugar and grease, no matter how tasty, do not make up for bad behavior.”
He waved his napkin like a white flag. “What will it take?”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Go on and get some sleep, Tara. Nurse Kenny is officially on duty.”
Kenny slid into the seat by the bed as soon as Tara left. “And I’d better be getting paid for this.”
“You’ll get paid exactly what you’re worth.” Sean hid a smile as he rolled over toward the wall. It would take Kenny a while to realize he’d just been insulted, but that was half the fun.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Someone punched him in the arm. “Earth to Sandor. Earth to Sandor.”
Kerry was looking at him with mild exasperation. “We’ve still got business to attend to. I assume you tried to block her memory.”
“No, as a matter of fact, I didn’t. I did the other night in the alley because I had no choice. This morning’s trip down memory lane also showed her that, too.”
“And she didn’t take it well.” His Dame calmly rinsed and loaded the coffee mugs in the top rack of the dishwasher.
When he didn’t immediately respond, she used her energy power to give him a slight shove. Despite her diminutive size, Kerry wasn’t afraid to face down irate males several times her size. “Well? Details please.”
Irritated, Sandor snapped, “No, Kerry, she didn’t. Not only that, she accused me of using my secret abilities to coerce her into bed. This, after a night of mind-blowing sex that I’ve never experienced before and probably never will again. Is that enough detail for you?”
“Watch it, Sandor. That’s my wife you’re crowding there.”
Ranulf muscled in to get right up in Sandor’s face, his eyes blazing with blue fire. “I don’t give a rat’s ass how upset you are over this mess you’ve gotten yourself into, Talion. You do NOT talk to my wife like that. Am I making myself clear?”
Sandor had been pushed far enough. “No, we’re not clear on that, you low-life berserker. This conversation between me and the Dame does not involve you. Stay the hell out of my business!”
He gave Ranulf a shove, a move guaranteed to unleash the Consort’s own need to strike out. But before a single fist connected, an invisible force froze both of them in midswing. Son of a bitch, he wished Kerry would quit doing that. He really needed to punch someone, and Ranulf was such a great target.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“But you admit you messed with my mind.”
He slowly turned to face her. “Yes, damn it, I did.”
She glared from across the counter. “So tell me, Sandor—how much did you mess with my mind to get me to go to bed with you last night?”
Okay, now she’d gone too damn far! “Don’t you dare cheapen what happened between us! That’s an insult to both of us and to what we shared.”
She held her ground as he rounded the corner and stood toe-to-toe with her, his hands fisted at his sides to keep from touching her.
“Let’s get this straight, Lena Wilson. You ended up naked in my bed because that’s right where you wanted to be. And for the record, I wasn’t the only one screaming for more, and I’ve got your scratches on my ass to prove it!”
She gasped with outrage. “That just proves my point. I’ve never acted that way with anyone else.”
“And you think my life’s been filled with mind-blowing sex like that? Do you have any idea how rare a night like that is?”
“But if it wasn’t real—”
“Believe me, babe, this is as real as it gets!”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Which image do you prefer?” he asked, although his smug smile warned her he already knew the answer.
“Definitely the duster.” She leaned closer to him. “But if there wasn’t a lot more to you than good taste in clothing, we wouldn’t be sitting here right now.”
His smiled widened. “Thanks. Can we go inside now? I’m a little old to be making out in a car.”
“Where’s your sense of adventure?” she teased.
His gaze turned hot and a little predatory. “Come inside and I’ll show you, and anything else you’re interested in.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“So what do you drive?”
“Give it your best guess.”
“Let’s see. You probably drive your vehicle in your job. Since you have ties to the fire department, I would assume that you’re in the same line of work. Am I right?”
She nodded.
“And you’re a pragmatic person who thinks that as long as something works, why spend money for something new? Buy quality and it will last.” It was getting harder to keep a straight face. “Am I doing okay so far?”
She nodded again, but she wasn’t smiling quite as much. “Go on.”
“I think you drive a four-year-old SUV with all-wheel drive.” He shot her a gleeful smirk. “And it’s blue to match your eyes.”
She punched him on the arm. “You ran my records, didn’t you?”
“Maybe I’m just extra perceptive.”
“And maybe you’re full of sh—”
He cut her off midword with his hand over her mouth. “Okay, I confess. I checked you out, just like you did me. Are we even on that score?”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Oooh, I bet this baby really rips up the highway.”
“I suppose it would, but the speed limit is only sixty or seventy miles an hour, depending whether you’re in town or out in the boonies.”
Lena snorted. “Yeah, right. You’ve got all those horses corralled under the hood and you drive like an old lady? Tell me another one.”
He gave her an innocent look. “I’ll have you know I’m a law-abiding citizen.”
That cracked her up big-time. “Sandor Kearn, ‘fess up. What’ll she do?”
He winked at her. “Rumor has it that she’ll top out at one-seventy in the straightaway, but I’m only telling you what I’ve heard on the streets.”
“And I bet those rumors started right after you blasted by someone who happened to have a stopwatch or a radar gun.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Sandor wore the duster because Lena had asked him to. The supple leather billowed and swirled around his legs as he strode down the sidewalk. He’d originally bought it because it hid his weapons, but if he’d known it would put that look in an attractive woman’s eyes, he’d have bought one much sooner.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“But really, all she truly cared about was wearing something wonderful for Sandor Kearn. Even in jeans and a casual shirt, he looked like he belonged in a fashion magazine. If they were going to pass for a couple out for the evening, she couldn’t look like his poor relation.
She had also bought a new lacy bra and panties. She wasn’t sure she wanted Sandor to know about those, but after that kiss in her hotel room, she might be willing to let him in on the secret.
“That dress was so made with you in mind.” The clerk, a matronly woman in her early sixties, motioned for Lena to do another turn. “I’m supposed to say that no matter what the outfit looks like, but in this case it’s true. Whoever the lucky guy is, I’d like to be a mouse in the corner when he sees you in that.” She fanned her face with her hand. “I bet he goes into a serious meltdown.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Before he got to the end of the alley, she called after him, “And don’t sneak up on me. I wouldn’t want to mistake you for one of the bad guys.”
His teeth gleamed in the darkness as he grinned at her. “If you promise to kiss where it hurts, I might just let you shoot me.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Sandor murmured to her between kisses, but her mind was too far gone to understand him. His words finally began to make sense as he asked the same question over and over again.
“Why are you after me, Lena?”
He was temptation itself, but she managed to hold back the information he was trying so hard to coax out of her.
She pulled back enough to smile up into those dark chocolate eyes of his. She slowly slid her hands down his arms, then dropped them to her sides, ending the connection between them. “It’s simple, if somewhat embarrassing. I like the way you look walking around town in that duster. I swear, if you could bottle that, you’d make us both rich.”
It was the truth, just not the truth he was looking for. And . . . it was hard to tell in the dim light in the alley, but his cheeks looked flushed. Was he actually blushing?”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken

“Maybe if he got to know her better, he could find a way to share the truth about Coop’s killer without betraying his people.
Sure, that was real likely. He could imagine her hanging on to every word as he explained that neither he nor Coop’s killer was really human, and both had powers straight out of a graphic novel or superhero comic book. He could prove his claim by shooting off a few energy bolts and making his eyes glow. Once that totally freaked her out, he could explain it was his sworn duty as a Talion to execute bad guys instead of letting the civil authorities do their job.”
― Alexis Morgan, Dark Warrior Unbroken