Through Illusions and Deceit Quotes

“But no matter how deeply she dug inside herself, trying to scrounge up even a shred of loathing, so she could use it to cauterize the bleeding and stitch the tattered pieces of herself back together, there was none to be found, and that may have been the worst hurt of all.”
― Stacy Jones, Through Illusions and Deceit

“He felt both invincible and utterly at her mercy when she looked at him like that. He’d raze cities to the ground, would fill oceans with the blood of her enemies, would set the world on fire and dance with her in the ashes to keep that smile on her face.”
― Stacy Jones, Through Illusions and Deceit

“He turned her towards him, then tilted her chin up with a finger, his gaze unexpectedly serious. “I know it’s scary, but I’ll be with you every step of the way. When you need to laugh, I’ll make you. When you need to cry, I’ll hold you.” “Viper,” she whispered breathily from how sweet he was being. His gold eyes flashed yellow as his Glamor dipped, and his thumb grazed along the bottom line of her lip. A mischievous glint entered his eyes, and his voice dropped to a seductive purr, “When you get overwhelmed, I’ll distract you with pleasure.” That glint turned anticipatory. “And when you need to hit something, I’ll hold Rathe down.”
― Stacy Jones, Through Illusions and Deceit

“Ah, Princess, the answer is obvious,” he whispered, tilting her face up even as he bent. “But I understand struggling to trust. Sometimes, all the more when the answer is plain to see.” Much as it pained him, he didn’t kiss her. He could’ve. She would have welcomed him. Instead, he straightened and released her. He let his lips curl in a predatory smile, knowing his eyes were dark with anticipation. “I look forward to the chase, my Princess.” He started the SUV, then pulled back out into traffic. “But most especially, the capture.”
― Stacy Jones, Through Illusions and Deceit

“He felt both invincible and utterly at her mercy when she looked at him like that. He’d raze cities to the ground, would fill oceans with the blood of her enemies, would set the world on fire and dance with her in the ashes to keep that smile on her face. Unless she wanted to do the razing, in which case he’d happily stand at her side and hand her the matches.”
― Stacy Jones, Through Illusions and Deceit