Spectre Quotes

“She turned her face into my neck and brushed her lips over my skin. That soft touch sent a flood of sensation flying through me and I tightened my grip on her, aching. It was a gut-deep, visceral ache—a thirsting, the kind that might never been quenched, or eased.”
― Shiloh Walker, Spectre

“He grabbed my head between his hands, staring at me wild-eyed. “Damn you,” he muttered. “Damn you for making me feel.”
― Shiloh Walker, Spectre

“Fuck, I wanted her. Even knowing what she thought of me, I wanted her. In all my life, I’d never wanted anything, not really. Except maybe not to be what I was—what I’ll always be. But I wanted her with every fiber of my being but it was more than a physical need, although that was a gut-wrenching thing, one that might end me. I wanted everything about her, from the way she laughed, to the way she spoke to her dog to the solemn way she surveyed everything.”
― Shiloh Walker, Spectre

“Fuck, I wanted her. Even knowing what she thought of me, I wanted her. In all my life, I’d never wanted anything, not really.”
― Shiloh Walker, Spectre

“Rage was a monster inside me, one that often slept, but certain sights, sounds, scents—that was all it took to awaken that beast.”
― Shiloh Walker, Spectre

“Human interaction, the play of emotions I could see over a person’s face, had always intrigued me. Emotions, and my lack of ability to fully understand them, were so intriguing. But her face, serene and remote even as she faced a man who would likely inspire rage in others, never changed.”
― Shiloh Walker, Spectre