Violent Ends Quotes

“Because you’re no longer someone’s sweet, pure, naïve princesa. You don’t live in the ivory tower anymore. You own it. You’re going to learn to rule from it, because that’s what it means to be Calavera royalty. And this dress is far more suitable for a queen.”
― Jessica Hawkins, Violent Ends

“Still wrapped in his own towel, Cristiano stood in front of the mirror and shaved up under his chin. His back was not only tan and smooth but very broad. I wondered if it could fit two of me. I'd never seen anything like it, the way his muscles rippled beneath the surface, the embodiment of his capabilities, his weaponry—his power.
"You... you won't look, will you?" I asked, pulling my towel tighter.
With his head tilted back, he lowered just his eyes in the reflection. "If I do, I'll have to jerk off again, and the shower's occuppied."
I frowned. "In a house this size, surely you can find somewhere else to... do that."
He rinsed the razorblade. "Is that an invitation to look?"
"No."
"Why shouldn't I?" he asked. "You belong to me."
"I don't belong to anyone."
"You're Natalia de la Rosa. You bear my name. You've said vows in front of God."
"That doesn't make me your property.”
― Jessica Hawkins, Violent Ends

“Bajo el Mar,” he said. “Under the sea.”
― Jessica Hawkins, Violent Ends

“And before you accuse me of abusing a woman’s mouth,” he added, bracing his hands on both sides of me until our mouths were close, “I’ll let you in on a secret. Some women love it. They shouldn’t call me El Polvo. They should call me El Gallo.” “The rooster?” I asked at the same moment it clicked. The cock. “More women have willingly choked on my rooster than men have been forced to eat my dust.”
― Jessica Hawkins, Violent Ends

“In Greek mythology, pomegranates are the fruit of the dead.” “That was true for Persephone,”
― Jessica Hawkins, Violent Ends

“I never needed you.” The cutting words snipped at my already short wick. “Then why am I here?” I retorted. “Because I wanted you.”
― Jessica Hawkins, Violent Ends

“Our Scotsman found himself a lassie, and in his super rural part of the country, they have some outlandish customs. The bride and groom are blackened with soot, feathers, and more, and paraded around the night before the wedding to ward off evil. We then covered the bride in the worst things we could find, like dead fish, sausages, and curdled milk . . . and tied her to a tree.”
― Jessica Hawkins, Violent Ends

“When night falls, I’m alone in the dark with only my character. The choices I’ve made, if I’ve kept my word—and whether I’ve stayed true to myself and my instincts.”
― Jessica Hawkins, Violent Ends

“You’ve told me I’m only yours, and you haven’t even touched me. Why do you care what happens to my body?” “Because I’m selfish and possessive over what’s mine.” “This home is yours, and you share it with others. You invited half the town here last night.” “And you think I should invite half the town to your body?”
― Jessica Hawkins, Violent Ends