Destroy Quotes

“Carnage reached out his hand, his claws forever there, unable to retract, for Destroy to shake. Destroy nodded, reached out his own hand, and they shook hands for the first time in many, many years. Destroy said, “Truce?” Carnage nodded, “‘Es” Destroy said, “We’ll protect our families. Each other. What’s past is past.” Carnage nodded once, sharply, “‘Es.” Then he slammed his arm across his own chest, his hand fisted, giving a vow — to protect Destroy and watch his back.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“Destroy shocked him when he dropped all pretense, looking him straight in the eye, he said, “I’m lonely.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“Did you play with Uncle Lore today?” Carolena asked. Lily nodded, “Unh-huh,” she said, as she took a bite of cheese. “What did you play?” she asked. “Dwess up,” Lily answered. Carolena started smiling, thinking she knew the answer to her next question, “Did he help you dress up Uncle Destroy?” “Yes!” Lily answered. “UncLore” she said, using the words Uncle and Lore as though they were one combined”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“Carnage, in the meantime, was busy opening and closing every cabinet in Enthrall’s kitchen. “What are you looking for?” Destroy asked irritatedly. Carnage mimed something breaking over the skillet he cooked in, that made no sense to Destroy. “Huh?” Destroy asked. Frustrated, Carnage tucked his hands under his arm pits and squawked, which sent Lily into peals of laughter, which made Carnage do it even louder and more animatedly walking around in a circle as he did so, grinning at his daughter while she laughed harder. “Eggs?” Destroy asked.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“Carnage smiled at Destroy, sadly. Then he patted his chest and said, “‘Arnge wrooong.” Destroy’s heart pounded. “About what?” “‘Stroy saave ‘Arnge.” Then he raised his eyebrows as though to say, “didn’t you?” Destroy clenched his jaw, his eyes misted, but there was no way in hell he’d allow himself to cry in front of the male he admired most in life. He nodded his head sharply one single time. Carnage reached out, grabbed Destroy and jerked him into his arms, patting him roughly on the back.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“Because, legend says that the tree is a Dragon, frozen in time by the ancients for loving a human and refusing to give her up. The only way the curse can be broken is if his mate remembers him and finds him. Then he’ll wake up and claim her all over again,” Destroy explained, not quite as put out as he was before.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“He almost choked on his own saliva, trying to maintain control, trying to stifle the moan beginning to build in his chest. He’d had no idea his wings would be so sensitive to the touch of his mate. His muscles were straining, his wings shivering, his chest heaving. Rowan noticed and reluctantly took her hands from his wings. He flat out whined at the loss of her touch. She misread his responses as being in distress at her touch, when in actuality, he was struggling to contain himself. He wanted her to never stop. He wanted her to allow him to hold her, and kiss her, and even wrap her in his wings as he held her. She was his deepest wish come true.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“Enthrall reached his hand out to her, “Come. Let us go watch for his return. Watching him fly, as with all the other Goyles, is a thing of beauty… very graceful.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“Rowan lifted the ribbons toward him, her palm open, displaying them for him to see clearly. “These were tied about your horns!” Destroy smiled, “Yes, Lily likes to play dress up.” Rowan looked at him, really saw his face. He was a beautiful male, fine chiseled features, beautiful, warm, deep amber eyes with long, feathery lashes. But he wasn’t human. Neither are you, her conscience answered. She ignored her inner voice and concentrated even more on Destroy, “You’d powdered your face, and you had lipstick on, too.” “Lily,” was all Destroy said, smiling.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“Yes, he is very pretty. I especially like the purple ribbons on his horns, but the red, yellow and blue ones are pretty, too. And you did an especially nice job with the red lipstick on his lips this time — you only got a touch on his fangs. Great job, baby.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy

“Of course I am pretty,” he answered. “It is why everyone loves me so,” he answered the child. He really didn’t mind her decorating his horns, head and face. No one else, as of yet, would allow her to do the same to them, so it gave him a connection to her that no other had.”
― Sandra R. Neeley, Destroy