Savage Vandal Quotes

“They weren’t attempting to hide their faces and they had taken me to a doctor, so maybe they were well-meaning kidnappers?”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Vaughn couldn’t keep his hands off her. Jasper couldn’t stand not seeing her. Rome was hooked, or he’d never have tested Jasper’s patience. Particularly after the incident with Doc. Even fucking Freddy adored her.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Don’t talk about yourself or this like it meant nothing,” he warned in a low voice. “You can wrestle with it and try to lock it away. You can even be private and not want to discuss it. But don’t dismiss me and don’t ever dismiss yourself.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“I felt better than I had in days. I’d scraped back a little bit of power for myself. I’d danced. Flown. Then this beautiful man had played with my body and let me play with his. In the annals of Emersyn Sharpe, we called that winning.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Dove, you can have every fucking thing from me you want,” he promised. “But be sure, sweet girl. ’Cause I have a feeling once I’m in that pussy of yours, I’m not going to want to be anywhere else.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“We’d come to look after a kid, but she wasn’t a child. She was everything I thought she’d be and nothing like I’d dreamed. Real. Raw. Visceral. Hot. Passion incarnate. Fucking beautiful.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“I couldn’t count the number of videos I’d watched of her performing in the last few years. She’d always been something else, but she’d also been a kid. A beautiful, talented kid.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Dumbass needed to learn you didn’t put a gun where your dick lay. That was a fast way to lose it. Course, the kid wasn’t long for this world, dickless or not, running with Meeks. The fucker burned through fresh blood like a player at a virgin prom.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Don’t mind Jasper. I swear he tested anal out with real wood at some point and it left splinters behind.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“We know about the bones. The bruises. The violence.” I still didn’t respond. “Did he do anything else?” “Why?” I was so proud of my voice for not coming out tremulous or weak. “Because every fucking thing he’s ever done to you, I’m going to visit on him three-fold. He’s going to suffer for hurting you.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“You’re a work of art in motion,” Jasper continued, and I couldn’t look away from his eyes as he seemed to bore his gaze into mine. “There is nothing I won’t do for you.” That should scare the shit out of me.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Gilded cage? No. But this cage didn’t scare me to death.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Emersyn’s Weird Warmup Shit. The next one bore the strokes of a black Sharpie and the title Happy shit. The one below it was Depressing as fuck.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“As wonderful as this whole set-up seemed on the surface, they were building me a very pretty cage.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“A real smile softened his features, and holy crap did it change everything about him. Even his eyes gentled and reminded me of a wintry sky right before a heavy snowstorm came in to blanket everything in gorgeous silence.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“You all are officially the strangest kidnappers ever.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Weakness could be trained away. Broken bones healed stronger. That was the old saying, right? I should be a woman of steel then.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Go to work, Freddie. Get a new job, Freddie. Don’t fuck the waitress at the kiddie circus, Freddie. Babysit the hot dancer with the pretty pussy, Freddie. But don’t forget, don’t touch. Assholes. All of you.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“No, they didn’t touch me. Everyone keeps making a big deal about that.” “Well, yeah,” I told her bluntly. “You’re under our protection. Anyone touches you, they die.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“They didn’t touch you?” “Well, the one guy kind of touched my foot, but more like I touched his head with my foot.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“One step at a time, Emersyn. You might have to fall before you fly.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Fuck me. Emersyn Sharpe was going to come home with us. That just had “epically bad idea” written all over it.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“It was Kestrel, my driver. Dark hair curled over his forehead, framing a pair of perfectly bright blue-green eyes. The square shape of his jaw could have given him too blocky a look, but he had a full and generous mouth and a perfectly tapered nose. The symmetry of his face was just…”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“Emersyn’s Weird Warmup Shit.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal

“We were playing with fire, and I wanted to burn.”
― Heather Long, Savage Vandal