The Blood We Crave Quotes

“Malnourished hearts will feast on anything that resembles love.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“You want to build your walls, darling phantom? Shield yourself inside these haunted spaces? That’s fine,” I tell her with a nod, my thumb pressing into her neck deeply. “But you make sure I’m inside before you shut those doors. You can shut the entire world out. Not me. Never me.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Loving him isn’t about getting anything in return,” I say with a hardened stare. “My love for Thatcher is not selfish. It does not require reciprocation or celebration. It’s honest. It can exist on its own without notice.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“There is nothing about you I wouldn’t accept. I will meet your cold with my warmth. I will let your sharp edges do their worst because I was made to bleed for you.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“There is no way Rook Van Doren leaves Sage Donahue. It's physically impossible in every universe”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Rule number twelve from Thatcher’s Guide to Murder: never be late. Unless it’s fashionable.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“You’re my ghost, Lyra Abbott. Mine and only mine. You watch me, you exist for me.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“I would battle heaven and hell for him. The world’s most addictive creature. My angel of death and not so secret obsession. There is nothing I wouldn’t do the for the tormented man in front of me.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“In that room that smelt of death, she felt like the last living thing. This beautiful, messy thing that I couldn’t kill.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“He is not my love. He is my obsession. As in a person who continually preoccupies and intrudes on my mind. A sickness, a drug that I refuse to quit or seek help for. I don’t want to live a life he isn’t in.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Lyra is no longer the broken, mousy girl she shows to the world. She is a force, one woven together by the urge to kill and secret beauty. This dark, wicked woman who wants revenge. A companion of the reaper, his lover and second hand.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Lyra was my beacon of emotion. All these feelings I’d never once experienced were happening to me because of her. Being close to her was making me more and more human.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Death’s wet dream. A sickening desire I’d refused to notice. My bloody, cherry-flavored little killer. She would bring the reaper of souls himself to his knees. Angels would raise hell and condemn heaven for a peek.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Before you start teaching me, there is something you should know.”
A smile of my own works its way onto
my mouth. I’m about to die, but I don’t care.
I don’t care.
“Lyra, don’t you dare.”
But it’s too late.
“Don’t underestimate the girl willing to do anything for what she wants.”
I lean back into the empty air behind me, feeling my stomach drop as I descend towards the crashing waves below. My watery eyes make out Thatcher’s form at the cliff’s edge, peering down at me.
I win.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“There is only one woman I’ve ever wanted to kill, so terribly bad that I can almost taste how sweet her blood would be on my tongue. How pretty she would be, twisted up in anguish on my table.
And that’s you, pet.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“And all I want, all I crave, is for her to make me dirty. Bare the inside of her soul to me so that I can rip it to pieces if I want. Know every inch of her, dip my hands into her and be covered in everything that is Lyra Abbott.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Beneath the girl she portrays to the world is a wielder of honed blades and rotten intentions. A viper with a nasty bite. A trauma soldier who still leaked pain and tasted of agony. She is the combination of life and death. The keeper of the reaper. A lovely grim death. A beautiful corpse.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“With ease, I trail my touch to her exposed chest, tracing the letters of my name in the blood pooled atop her pale skin. Over and over, I write my name across her body just above her breasts.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Blood and pleasure look divine on you, darling phantom,”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Touching people like this makes me sick. But touching her? It makes me want to peel my skin off and toss it in the washing machine.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“What I feel for Thatcher Alexander Pierson isn’t bad. It’s lovely and unique, something invulnerable that regular people could never appreciate. The emotion he evokes inside of me is the only pure thing I have left.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Thorns protect their weaker counterpart, nature’s way of reminding us that even the tamest of creatures have sharp teeth. That even when pushed, the most beautiful things in life can still cut you.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Desire is an emotion I rarely feel, and when I do, it’s always for him. I crave him. Every part of him. Even the tortured parts of himself others run away from. I want to let his demons out of their shackles just so they can play with mine.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Blood-stained and vicious. It could only be these hands I craved.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“You’re so cold,” I gasp, the towel sunk between my legs hiding my delicate center from his view. “Some would argue you’re too warm,” he whispers. His mouth hovers right over the middle of my stomach, less than an inch from the red streaks that paint my skin. “But that’s the point, isn’t it? You’re too warm and I’m too cold.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“I fractured my control when I landed between Lyra Abbott’s thighs. I had little restraint when it came to anything that had to do with that little bug queen..”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“Angel of death,” she mutters. “The divine being believed to comfort souls and accompany them into another dimension.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“To everyone else, he is their worst nightmare. But he has always woken me up from mine.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“She is fucking scary, dude.” “No,” My lips twitch at the corners, just enough for me to notice. “She is exceptional.” My devoted student. My little pet.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One

“You better hope you’re right, Alistair. If anything happens to her.” I grip it in my palm, pulling it out and flipping it absentmindedly over my shoulder towards him. “Not even our friendship can protect you from me.”
― Monty Jay, The Blood We Crave: Part One