Clutch Quotes

“Alistair would keep his tiny family safe, and he would love them endlessly, white picket fence and all.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“And a white picket fence?” Nate asked. “I do not understand your fence fixation, but whatever my wytad wants, my wytad shall have. That I vow.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Of course a library,” Nate agreed. “Duh. And I want something better than your wank chair in the new hoard.” Alistair scowled. “That is a throne from the palace of King Louis II of Hungary. It is not a wank chair.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“What?” Perry asked. He was trying to get the babies to stand still but they seemed too excited, with one or two periodically darting off and diving into piles of gold coins like they were little scaly Scrooge McDucks.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“They aren’t burned? I don’t understand. They took a direct hit.” Perry looked at Nate as if he were insane. “Nate, dear, they’re dragons.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Wings erupted from his back, and he ran for the floor-to-ceiling windows and crashed through them, Sebastian in hot pursuit. “Um,” Everard shouted through the broken window, “I’ll just… take the car.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Naughty eggs. Stop that. You scared the hell out of me. Don’t do that again. The lilac egg blinked away, blinked back, then laughed. Kids.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“I know.” Nate snuggled into Alistair’s warmth. “Just think. All the books. All of them. All. This must be what Harry felt like when he found out dragons were real. I’m so excited. All the books, Alistair. All of them.” Alistair held him tight and whispered in his ear, “All the books, my love. Every single one.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Holy fuckballs. You know what this means, don’t you?” Alistair raised one fine, dark brow. “That we’ll be having acrobatic sex for several centuries, at least?” Nate whacked Alistair lightly on the chest. “No, you stupid lizard. It means I’ll finally have time to read all the books! Not to mention finish my dissertation.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Alistair merely smiled at him like a fond parent watching a toddler do something clever, the ass.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Nate let out an involuntary yelp. “I didn’t say just pick me up, you overgrown gecko.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“I mean, it’s not like they’re going to eat me, right?” Nate asked. He looked between the two of them, suddenly spooked. “They can’t just go rogue and eat me, can they? Because that doesn’t sound very democratic.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“If I had to rid myself of every treasure I own, every ingot of gold, and every possession I hold dear, I would do it if it meant I could stay with you.” Alistair’s thumb traced along Nate’s scalp. “You mean everything to me.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“There will never be a time, a place, or a circumstance where I don’t love you, Ignatius.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“When they joined Geoffrey in the study, he was sitting upright in a soft leather chair like he had a metal poker shoved up his ass.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“I never thought I would be in this position. But I will do better. I promise. Anything for you, my mate. My heart. My flame. My own treasure.” And how could Nate stay mad at that? The answer was simple and stark. He couldn’t, and didn’t want to.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Nate shook himself. Later. You can jizz your pants over the books later.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“I shouldn’t be thinking about getting my ass pounded while snuggling my eggs. It’s weird. On the other hand, snuggling eggs is pretty weird all on its own, so maybe having carnal thoughts about my baby daddy—my eggy daddy—isn’t that horrible.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Well,” Everard said, “when an alpha loves an omega very much, and when an omega goes into heat, the alpha’s penis—” “Everard!” Alistair shouted.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Are you hurting anywhere? Are you experiencing pain when you walk?” “I…” Nate trailed off, looking troubled. “I don’t know. I feel wet, I guess, but I figured that was normal since I just, you know, pulled an Easter Bunny and popped some eggs out of my ass.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“How was I supposed to know the maniac who broke into our apartment was your eggy daddy?”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Okay. Nate needed an egg carrying system, and he didn’t have time to order something from Amazon.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“What the hell am I supposed to do now?” “Well,” Harry said, “if you were the average lizard, you’d ignore your clutch and leave town, never to see them again.” “I am not a lizard, Harry.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“I have been bloated lately.” Harry shook his head. “Not that bloated.” “I just squeezed three eggs out of my ass and this is what you’re stuck on?”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“What if…? No. It’s ridiculous. Inconceivable. Inconceivable. You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“But, Harry ... a frying pan? Really? What were you going to do? Make an omelet?”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“Well,” Everard said, “when an alpha loves an omega very much, and when an omega goes into heat, the alpha’s penis—”
― Piper Scott, Clutch

“I wonder if he was an alien.” Nate rolled his eyes, then bit his lip with pain. “I did not fuck an alien.” “How do you know?” Harry shot back. “You just laid an egg, Iggy, and I think you’re about to lay another.”
― Piper Scott, Clutch