Dig Your Grave Quotes

“Anything.” Daniel lifted his head, shining eyes back on Stavros’ face. “I will do anything for you.” Stavros slid a thumb over his jaw. “I know.” He inhaled then let it out. “Shall we go kill a man, then?”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“Thank you for tonight.” Other people’s lovers gave them jewelry and trips to exotic locales. His gave him a body to torture and dismember. Daniel’s teeth flashed bright when he grinned. “I know the way to your heart, diablo.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“Elias watched him silently for a few heartbeats before he said, “I thought it was a joke, you know. You and Daniel Nieto.” He shook his head. “But I forgot that when you fuck up, you really fuck up.”

That was true, so Stavros didn’t bother taking offense. He simply shrugged. “He kidnapped and tortured me. I had no choice but to fuck him.”

“We would all be safer if that was all you did, but you made him love you.” Elias’ inhale was sharp. “Worse than that, you love him.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“Do you know how much I worried about you?” Christophe stroked his head with an unsteady hand. “I’m not talking about what happened recently. I worried before that. Before you met Daniel.”

Stavros lifted his head with a frown. “Why?”

“You had stopped caring.” Christophe pressed his lips together. “You had stopped living, and until Daniel took you, I worried you’d be alone.” He swallowed, voice scratchy when he said, “I despaired of who you’d be when I died.”

Stavros’ heart lurched in his chest. “You’re not dying,” he commanded.

The old man laughed. “Not today, no. Not tomorrow either, hopefully, but my time will come.” He cupped Stavros’ jaw, tone gentling. “And I used to fear what you’d do then. The shit you’d unleash when that pain hit.”

“So….” Stavros blinked at him. “Are you saying you longer worry about me?”

“I no longer worry that you’d be alone. I’m thankful that you have someone capable of being who and what you need,” Christophe told him. “And I pity anyone in your path when the two of you release each other’s leash.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“There is someone out there who will fuck your ass up.”

“Sí.” Daniel jerked his head in agreement. “I fell in love with him.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“He licked his lips, ignoring the shivers that made his body vibrate or the pain lancing through his body. “D’you know, I’ve been here before?” He lifted his chin, words getting slower. “Another man snatched me away, locked me up, and tortured me for weeks.” He swallowed, vision swimming. “I deserved it, of course. I killed his wife.” A chuckle rumbled in his chest but didn’t quite make it to his lips. “I keep him in my bed nowadays, because it turns out we’re both monsters and torture turns us on.” He smiled, but that gesture fell away when a series of hacking coughs rattled his bones. “A-Ask me his name.”

Narrow Face stepped behind him, out of view.

“Dude, do I give a fuck about who you’re screwing?” Jay’s face twisted into a disgusted grimace. “I want that name and if—”

“Daniel Nieto.” His eyesight was all fucked-up now, but Stavros still made out the sudden stillness that permeated the room. The slight widening of Jay’s eyes, too. Oh, that was satisfying to watch. “Turns out m-monsters can love too, and he loves me as much as I love him. He will c-come for me and he will kill for me. I can’t begin to tell you just how badly you’ve fucked up.” He started laughing, even though it hurt, even though his eyes were crossing and his hands had gone numb. His throat was on fire, his chest the same, but he laughed through all of the pain.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“Blood dripped from Daniel’s blade as he stood with his arms at his sides. The blade was a special one, made just for him. Even his name was carved into its heavy handle.

Nieto.

They’d made love with that knife, taking turns pressing the ridiculously sharp tip into each other’s heated skin as they took as one and gave as the same. By the time they’d reached climax, the bedding had been stained red, solidifying who they were.

What they were.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“You want to know about my needs. It has been three years and they are as they have always been. My needs are yours. This revenge thing, I needed it as much as you did. Because they took you. And nobody takes you but me.”

“Shit. That’s a whole lot of words just to tell me you love me.”

“I love you, I will always love you. I am in this world because you are. You are the only reason. There is no other choice but to grow when you love someone who challenges you, who loves you back with unmatched selflessness.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“I love you,” Daniel told him. “I will always love you. I am in this world because you are.” He brushed his nose against Stavros’. “You are the only reason. There is no other choice but to grow when you love someone who challenges you, who loves you back with unmatched selflessness.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“Stop playing with your food,” Stavros called from somewhere out of sight. “You have twenty minutes.”
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“Yusef’s voice sounded as if he’d spent the past few years just straight screaming.”
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“God.” It burned, that entrance, and Stavros didn’t know how he wasn’t a pile of fucked-out ash on their kitchen counter.”
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“We gave him more morphine. He’ll go back under soon.”
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“Because he’d threatened their families, their entire lineage if Stavros died on the operating table.”
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“Digging graves and stacking bodies. One by one.”
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“Well, go on.” He motioned to the undisturbed earth underneath their feet. “Dig your grave.”
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“Jay fought him, fought his grip, but he was bleeding, and Stavros had months of pent-up anger and hostility strengthening him. Fucker didn’t stand a chance.”
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“Can I come in? I feel like I should come in.”
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“The darkness was thick out there and the air stank of moisture and other dank shit he didn’t care to identify.”
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“of fire. But if you don’t even know that you’re hiding him?” He blew out a harsh breath. “My bullet isn’t the only one aimed at your head.”
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“It was in the sudden thin lines that bracketed Pascal’s mouth that Daniel found a kind of high. It came from knowing you’d won without ever having to lift a finger against your opponent.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“You can never out-gun me.” How did someone like Pascal not know that? “And I never speak threats. Why would I?” He lifted a shoulder. “There’s no need for that. My presence in your city, in your home, is the threat.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“Daniel gave him a pitying look. “Then you’re not the one in charge around here.” Pascal’s eyes narrowed, but Daniel simply shrugged. He spoke the truth. To be in”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“charge meant you knew every step your people took. When they ate, when they worked, when they slept. You knew all their secrets, even the ones they weren’t aware of. And you definitely knew when they were hiding an outsider with a target on his back.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“Blood really was the best aphrodisiac.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“He was tight all over, teeth grinding, nails digging through the flesh of his palm. His body pulsed with the buzz of the saw, cock getting harder, his crown wetter. This feeling. Dios.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“had confided in Stavros about the deal they’d made with Seraphina Cook, information for a month of who knows what with Toro. That right there was a disaster of epic proportions in the making, made even worse by the fact that Stavros couldn’t say which one of them would be left standing in the aftermath. What he knew for sure, was that Seraphina had definitely met her match with Toro.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“Daniel’s spent dick pressed against Stavros whose ass leaked cum onto his lap.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“God knew he wanted it as much as he wanted to duck paddle in the blood of the men who’d tortured him. Which was a lot.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave

“Stavros lifted his head, met Daniel’s gaze squarely. “I want blood.” “You will have it.”
― Avril Ashton, Dig Your Grave