Wild Wolf Quotes

“How dare you,” he snarled. “I’m an Acrux, a Dragon, a- “Cunt,” I finished for him then lunged,”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“as useless as a lemon in a prison riot,”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“E-I-E-I-O. And on that farm he had a Cain.” He tossed a glance over his shoulder at me, a wicked glint in his eyes. “E-I-E-I-O. With a bitch-bitch here, and a bitch-bitch there. Here a bitch, there a bitch, everywhere a little bitch.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“She was it. The stars hadn’t made her for me, oh no. Nothing this pure would have been gifted to me. She was mine because we were drawn to the jagged pieces that our pasts had placed in us, corrupted parts that the stars had no hand in crafting. That was where we connected, within the wreckage of our truths.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“Stay back!” Hastings cried. “I am the dark in the dead of the night!”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“I like maybes. They taste like change and change is always exciting.” “Some would say terrifying,” she countered”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“I buried my face in his neck”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“I’ll give you a signal once we’ve located Roary. Until then, behave yourself, monster of mine,” I warned him. “Just call me good boy until further notice,” Sin replied with a wicked grin”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“Riiight.” Sin looked at me, his gaze intense and unwavering. “Well either way, dead little fishes don’t whisper to the sharks.” He turned abruptly away from me but left me with the baffling sense that he had killed Pike to cover for me. “Anyway, I put her head in a plant pot. She’ll grow back. Given time and water and the right amount of sunshine. She’ll be as good as new!” He threw himself at Rosalie and a cry left her as he knocked her out the window.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“inhaled her scent before capturing her lips with mine, tasting her agony and letting it bind me to her deeper. My vows were unbreakable when it came to her. I would break bones and slit throats upon her word alone. Did she know how she quietened the demons in my head? How the world was so perfectly still when her mouth was upon mine?”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“Old long Johnson had a farm,” Sin whisper-sung under this breath. “E-I-E-I-O. And on that farm he had a Cain.” He tossed a glance over his shoulder at me, a wicked glint in his eyes. “E-I-E-I-O. With a bitch-bitch here, and a bitch-bitch there. Here a bitch, there a bitch, everywhere a little bitch.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“Sleep was a different matter. The dead of night was where demons thrived and regrets evolved into beasts with sharp claws.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“How dare you,” he snarled. “I’m an Acrux, a Dragon, a- “Cunt,” I finished for him”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“You resemble him and he resembles you.” Ethan’s gaze slid to the shrew in question. It had four bucked teeth protruding from its mouth and eyes that stared in different directions. “You’re one and the same,” I whispered,”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“I learned a long time ago that there ain’t no worth in worrying about the could-bes, kitten. Right now we know nothing and we won’t know it until we know it. So let’s not get all tangled in the could-bes. Okay?”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“You can feel the truth of it. I’m so wet for you. You have no idea how many nights I lay awake thinking of you while you were locked up in Darkmore, my hand where yours is now, your name on my lips as I made myself come for you.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“She’s yours and she’s waiting for you to return to her.” He snarled a second longer but then his gaze fell on the mark on his wrist and a frown creased his brow. “For her,” I pushed. “Come back from hell for her.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“Bitch,” it hissed and my eyes widened as I recognised the lilt of that voice, the poisonous undertone, the unbridled hatred. The thing bared its pointed teeth in what was undoubtedly a psychotic grin, and I only had the briefest of moments to recognise the beast which had once been Gustard before it was upon us.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“I took a step forward, ready to launch myself at him, but before I could do anything, a roar of utter agony broke from Cain’s lips and a rush of air swept past me as he launched himself at the huge blonde bastardo who I had barely spared a second glance for.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“My blood was pumping all the way around my body and the room was blue in the next blink. Blue means poo. And I was on a roll. No gnashers would gnash me.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“I blinked and the room turned purple. That wasn’t right. I blinked again and it was green. The pain in my ass cheek sharpened as I scrambled back across the ground and I shoved my hand into my pocket, yanking out a syringe, the needle wet with my blood, the potion inside it gone.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“I love you, Crow-thing, I truly do.” I kissed him quick then turned to release his friends. My friends. Our friends. We were an army now. An angry army of animal-things with Ethan and I mere soldiers in their battalion.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“Now let’s get inside and blow this shit hole to kingdom bum.” “Come,” he corrected me. “Later baked potata, I can’t just go blowing my load right now, I’m saving it for the after party.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“I unbuckled it, flipping the top open and reaching inside to take one of the incendiary devices from their place within it, but I became utterly still as my eyes fell on the contents of my pack. Where there had been six carefully packaged fire bombs now sat six bright yellow lemons.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“I’m not going to fail him,” I hissed. “There she is,” Cain replied darkly as he took in the furious rage in my tone. “Now let’s go get your boy.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“That’s Roary,” I hissed, trying to tug my arm free, my eyes fixed on the wretched form of the man I loved where he stared at the ground by his feet, looking utterly broken and alone. “We have to get to him. We have to-”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“Drav Enterprises will be sharing this technology with the highest bidder here today. And not only that, but you will get to work personally with me! The Fae behind the genius. A man you once knew as the greatest Seer in Solaria and I have been hiding in plain sight all this time.” He turned to the screen and the word Drav rearranged itself to spell out Vard instead. “Roland Vard!” He declared and the crowd fell quiet, confused looks passing between people.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“And yet, I hear the Belorian is now dead,” Benjamin questioned and Roland’s scarred eye twitched.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“Not the Order replacement, no. But you provided me Ian Belor, don’t you recall? My most wonderful monster in the making,” Roland gushed.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf

“At last, someone came, but the Fae in question only brought a sneer to my lips. Roland walked towards me with a purposeful stride, followed by a muscular blonde man who towered over him. “Here he is, Benjamin. Take a look,” Roland encouraged as a growl built in my throat. “My prized creature.”
― Caroline Peckham, Wild Wolf