Ripped Veil Quotes

“Will you slow down?” the brunette calls after me. “We’ve got a baby here!” I hear the gurgle of the boy in Elyssa’s hands, and I stiffen instantly. It’s a primal reaction. Carved into my soul like scar tissue.”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil

“The person standing in the doorway is a frail blonde who looks like she’s been plucked off the poster of some Gothic horror movie. She’s wearing a ripped wedding dress, torn in several places, dusty and bloodstained at the hem.”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil

“No one is just one thing,” he murmurs. “We’ve all got a little darkness in us and a little light. A little bit of bad and a little bit of good. You choose what comes out.”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil

“Except, when she reappears, I see that she’s not alone. She’s holding a groggy infant against her chest. A dark-haired boy with deep brown eyes shaped like almonds. Elyssa looks at me with big guilty eyes. And for a moment, my brain feels like it’s short-circuiting. This can’t be happening… “Well?” the brunette asks without a shred of sensitivity. “Aren’t you going to say hello to your son?”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil

“Astra Tyrannis abducted my wife and son!” I snap with anger. “They rounded them up like cattle and slaughtered them like pigs. Of course it’s fucking personal.”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil

“You went somewhere dark,” she tells me bluntly. “I wanted to bring you back.”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil

“I was trying to get out,” she says in a small voice. “But I just… The rooms got worse. There were men and they looked at me… They tried to touch…” Her breathing is getting panicked again. “It’s okay,” I interrupt. “I’m not going to hurt you.” “I know,” she replies instantly. Her answer seems to surprise her. It sure as hell surprises the fuck out of me. I frown. “You know?” Her brow wrinkles as she tries to gather her thoughts. Her eyes keep going in and out of focus. Whatever she was slipped, it’s strong. She’s still fighting the after-effects, even if she doesn’t yet know it.”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil

“Please,” she whispers, as though terrified to speak out loud, “don’t curse.” I raise my eyebrows. Did she just tell me to watch my language? I almost laugh. I’m thirty-two years old, and it’s been more than two decades since someone has told me to watch what I say.”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil

“The blood that runs in my veins is pure mob royalty. I am Phoenix Kovalyov, son of Artem and Esme Kovalyov, the reigning king and queen of the Los Angeles-based Kovalyov Bratva. Nephew to Cillian and Kian O’Sullivan, dons of Ireland’s O’Sullivan mafia clan.”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil

“To serve is to find peace. To obey is to find happiness. To listen is to find truth.”
― Nicole Fox, Ripped Veil