The Darkest Temptation Quotes

“The moonlight loved her.
But not as much as my shadows.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“I can’t imagine a world where you and all your fucking yellow doesn’t exist. So if you die, you’ll take me with you.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Then let me make it clear for you,” he said, the shadows in his eyes flashing. “You would survive without me. You would move on.” His tone roughened. “I can’t imagine a world where you and all your fucking yellow doesn’t exist. So if you die, you’ll take me with you. Your sacrifice would mean nothing, kotyonok. NOTHING.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Ya lyublyu tebya. Tak sil’no chto ne mogu dumat’ kogda ty daleko ot menya.” I love you. So much I can’t think when you’re away from me.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“In this world, things weren’t black and white.
I preferred yellow anyway.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“You pull a trigger on me, and I can’t even leave you out in the cold for fifteen fucking minutes. So you tell me, Mila, who cares more here?”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Moy kotyonok.” I ran a thumb across her parted lips. “I told you this city would eat you alive.” I just didn’t tell her I owned Moscow and everything in it.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Because you’re so sweet you fucking glow.” His eyes darkened. “And I’ll kill anyone who tries to take that light from you.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“I knew then I’d follow this man to the fiery gates of hell if he just held my hand.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“He ran his thumb across my lips. “Ty byla sozdana dlya menya.” You were made for me.
I believed it with everything in me.
“Dazhe ocean ne mog razdelit’ nas,” I breathed beneath the possessive pressure of his thumb on my lips. Even the sea couldn’t keep us apart.
He smiled. “Not even hell, kotyonok.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Heavy breaths and Russian words. Stars on his shoulders. Stars in my eyes.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Handsome in the way rough palms muffle screams, the way people bow to kings, and most of all . . . the way an angel falls from grace.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“D’yavol may have stolen my breath. But I gave him my heart.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“It’s called Stockholm syndrome. What’s your excuse? Mobster Decency Disorder?”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Moya. Vse moya.” Mine. All mine. Inked fingers braced on the wall beside my own. Suds and skin and a raven called Nevermore.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Ronan . . . did Moscow get an Eiffel Tower of its own recently?”
“I would never allow that kind of romantic tourism in my city.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Nyet. I can’t say this in English.” His gaze flickered with conflict, like this wasn’t easy for him to vocalize.
“Say what?”
The fire, the turmoil, the truth in his eyes—it told me everything, and my heart floated in my chest.
I ran my thumb across the scar on his bottom lip. “Ya lyublyu tebya . . . Those words?” Then I realized he’d probably never said them. I’d even bet he’d never heard them either. The knowledge constricted my chest.
“Ya lyublyu tebya,” I said softly. “So much.”
His grip on my throat tightened possessively while my caress across his lips grew softer. I didn’t need the words from him. I didn’t want to make him feel as if he had to say something he wasn’t comfortable with.
“You don’t have to say anything you don’t want to—”
“Fuck, woman.” He pulled me in to kiss me deeply—just to shut me up, I think. Still, I sighed into his mouth, heat washing to my toes. I went in for more, but he pulled back and skimmed his lips across mine. “Ya lyublyu tebya. Tak sil’no chto ne mogu dumat’ kogda ty daleko ot menya.” I love you. So much I can’t think when you’re away from me.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“She glanced up at me. Her eyes were a window to her soul. I suddenly knew, if I ever died, those eyes would have something to do with it. Somehow, it sounded acceptable to me.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Ronan tipped my chin to meet his eyes, brushing away the tear with a thumb. “Lions don’t lose sleep over the opinions of sheep.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Why are you such a hippie?” “Why are you such a mobster?”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“The moonlight loved her. But not as much as my shadows. “Ti slishkom ideal’naya chto bi byt’ nastoyashchey.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“You feel pretty clingy right now, kotyonok.” The words were rough and tired and so very sexy.
“You’re the one holding me tighter than your favorite stuffed animal,” I returned.
“I don’t have favorites.” A lazy hint of humor touched the words. “They all matter to me.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Mamma, I don’t like her.” I expected a scolding, but I forgot this world defied all norms. “As much as I appreciate your honesty, cara,” Gianna said softly, “passive-aggressiveness gets the point across. It also makes us look like the better person in the end.” “What’s passiveagressivness?” “Sweetie, it’s been going on for the past few minutes. Pay attention.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Karma could have given me something easier to deal with—like an impending atom bomb or a nuclear disaster. But no, the comeuppance karma had dealt me was feelings. What a cunt.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“nefelibata (n.) one who lives in the clouds of their own imagination”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“You’re no longer a virgin. I had the proof of that all over my cock.” Who said romance was dead?”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“Aren’t you going to say it too?” “Nyet.” The reply was so cold, its ice burned the backs of my eyes, sending a single tear down my cheek. It wasn’t until he watched it fall that I noticed the tightness in his shoulders; the turmoil he hid so well behind Giovanni. A rough thumb wiped the tear away. “Ya ne govoryu togo, chego ne imeyu v vidu.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“fudgel (n.) pretending to work while actually doing nothing”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“I feed my captive vegan,” he growled.
The force of his voice stilled me.
“She spends her days doing yoga and playing in the yard and her nights reading classics by the fireplace.” His sardonic tone lacked humor.
I couldn’t decide if he was insulting me or showing he did care in his own twisted way. I wanted to hear more, but all I could do was turn around and accuse, “You’ve been spying on me.”
“Be quiet,” he snapped. “This is my monologue.”
I closed my mouth.
“Keeping you here is a slap in the face to my men, but it seems I don’t give a fuck about that.” The eye contact seared. “The longer I put off revenge, the closer I get to another war with your papa. And I don’t give a fuck about that either.”
My throat tightened at the thought I was a source of that kind of violence. I had no idea my presence here had caused so much trouble.
His gaze narrowed. “You pull a trigger on me, and I can’t even leave you out in the cold for fifteen fucking minutes. So you tell me, Mila, who cares more here?”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation

“You hit him,” I challenged. “That was necessary to regain my concentration.” “Your concentration of watching me sleep.” “Yes,” he growled.”
― Danielle Lori, The Darkest Temptation