Desire in His Blood Quotes

“My maddening, stubborn, frustrating, wonderful little human wife,” he finished, his voice a dark deep rumble. “Today has already been hell without you.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“You think I don’t want to be without your blood, wife? I don’t want to be without you.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“Gemma Hara, the daughter of my enemy, whose House I had vowed to destroy, whose will I was determined to break, was my kyrana. My new bride was my blood mate.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“Azur barked out a harsh laugh. “You think I don’t want to be without your blood”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“Well, I am. Does that please you? But if you think that you are the worst thing I’ve ever endured, then you would be wrong. So do your worst, husband. Feed from me. Make me fear you. Break me. But I will always be my own.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“Or”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“I hadn’t chosen House Hara’s eldest daughter for her beauty. I’d heard the Hara daughters were well sought-after. I’d heard they were great beauties of their race, but I couldn’t see it in Gemma.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“But please,” he said, “recognize that your mother was her own person, too, with flaws and hurts and pains. Recognize that her death was a tragedy, but please do not put that burden on your shoulders. You don’t deserve that, Gemma.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“Yet I’d also felt determined. Because I’d realized right then that Azur might be able to feed from me, he might be able to make me fear him, he might be able to keep me locked away for the rest of my natural life, but I was in control of my own thoughts.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“I will break you,” he promised me softly, those eyes rapt on me. “It is only a matter of time.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“If you’d never said anything, you never would have gotten paid,” I informed him, my voice hardening. “Don’t apologize for that. Ever.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“Azur barked out a harsh laugh. “You think I don’t want to be without your blood, wife? I don’t want to be without you.” All the breath whistled from my throat when I whirled back to face Azur. “My maddening, stubborn, frustrating, wonderful little human wife,” he finished, his voice a dark deep rumble. “Today has already been hell without you.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“I was rotten at this. I’d had lovers in the past, not relationships. Now I had a wife.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“Iwas satisfied. I felt warm and sated, like a sleepy, smug cat. I nearly arched off the desk in contentment, not at all fearing the warning in my husband’s voice. It was inconvenient, I decided, to be attracted to my husband. Unfortunately, I was. Terribly.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“Go to bed, wife,” I growled, scowling down at my papers. My skin was buzzing. Excitement and expectation built within me. Arguing was practically foreplay for us, and my body knew it. She had me trained.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“I pressed my lips together as Azur’s gaze landed on me. His brothers? I wondered. There were more highly arrogant Kylorr males ruling the Kaalium, who looked like him, all dark and brooding and frightening?”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“My body was still humming with desire, and judging from the hard press of Gemma’s nipples against the silk of her dress, she was just as disgusted about it as I was too.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“I will do whatever I please with my wife, Rye of House Hara, Lord of the Collis.” His voice was like an endless fog. Deep and dark, wrapping me up and making me lose my way. Lost. His wings flared behind him, an unbreachable wall, the dark span of them shocking. His hand clamped over my arm, tugging me toward him, away from Fran, away from my father. The hot smear of his blood was like a brand on my flesh, the strength of his grip evident. “She is mine now.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“I couldn’t help the terrible thoughts. Truthfully, I had already made up my mind on the matter. There was no choice. That had long been taken from me. But I wanted to hear him say it. I needed to hear him say it.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“A wife who knotted me up with a thousand different threads of ever-changing emotions. Most of the time, I didn’t know whether to punish her for her sharp tongue or kiss her until she was clinging to me, soft and breathless.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“All were incredibly handsome, with sculpted features and imposing jaw lines. All were incredibly massive, towering over me and Kalia like Azur. All were incredibly daunting.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“It was easy to forget my vow at the altar of our family shrine, made in blood and bound in vengeance, and the promise I’d made my mother. I had married Gemma Hara hellbent on destroying her family. Only I couldn’t anymore. She was mine. Claimed and protected. She wasn’t a Hara anymore. She was of House Kaalium now.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“And all the while, our hands held fast. A new beginning. Forgive me, Aina, I couldn’t help but think, breathing hard against my wife after I’d taken my fill, as her ragged breaths slowly calmed and I saw her eyes droop in drowsiness. Forgive me.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“She was burned into my memory. Just like this. I didn’t think I would ever forget this. How could I have ever thought her plain?”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“He had red eyes. Since his skin was gray, those eyes resembled burning embers nestled among dark smoke. His pupils were vertical slits, flaring briefly as we regarded one another. Then, strangely, those pupils flitted and narrowed on my father. His bones were sharp—his cheekbones, his nose, the hard square slash of his jawline. His face was grim and surprisingly regal. Haughty and arrogant even, given his pushed back, broad shoulders and the sudden flaring of his massive wings, the sound like a whisper in the silent room. Black horns jutted above his temples, with a ribbon of spikes spiraling tight around each of them.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood

“This was about her submission. She’d fought me before. Now I would demand it of her. I wanted her to be a mess for me. I wanted to make a mess of her.”
― Zoey Draven, Desire in His Blood