Alpha Quotes

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~ Oliver Markus

I’m pretty much the definition of an American Hero.

~ A.d. Aliwat

I’d been kissed before. Many times. There were awkward and sloppy kisses, those tension-fraught moments of fumbling intensity as a teenager. There were more skilled kisses, passionate and intentional. There were kisses that stole my breath, kisses that merged seamlessly with the shedding of clothes and the joining of bodies. But never, before this moment, had there ever been a kiss that stole my will to pull away, that devoured my capacity for thought, that removed my ability to resist, to feel anything but the kiss.

~ Jasinda Wilder

Pleasure and pain.That was my Melody.She was my poisonso toxic, when sampled,yet,so sweet...

~ Kenya Wright

...and the sorrow sent her spiraling back into sickness.

~ Kenya Wright

I think I could have loved you.

~ Kenya Wright

Come here. I told you to go to sleep and you wouldn’t go, so now you’ll have to take care of me.

~ Kenya Wright

The expression just set me on edge. He had the look of an injured wild animal. I imagined a hungry lion limping in front of me with a bloody paw. No matter how much the beast stumbled or bled, one would have to always remember that the creature could tear the average human body in half.

~ Kenya Wright

Why am I terrified?

~ Kenya Wright

No matter how much he’d done to me, my heart could not be done with him.

~ Kenya Wright

Melody.” His voice was a tormented whisper on his lips.“Yes,” I said.“If you ever need to escape, come to me.”“What?” I asked.“Just come. I won’t. . .I would never hurt you.”“But—”“You’re all that matters to me.

~ Kenya Wright

Asleep? That's what she is right now?” Pure menace laced his words. “And when you decide to answer that question, Kane, be sure that you answer this with great care. I for one see you as my friend. We've never had problems. But now you've met my Melody, and problems cannot be avoided. So when I ask you, is she asleep, be sure that you give me a clear answer, because different ones will result in your death and the slashing away of every fucking person you know.

~ Kenya Wright

Anytime you need me, just call. I'll stop everything for you. Any fucking thing on this earth.

~ Kenya Wright

I already apologized for that.”“No, you didn’t.”“Then I’m sorry.”“Fuck your sorry.”“Fine. Fuck my sorry.

~ Kenya Wright

Why let me heal when you'll just break me anyway?”“Because breaking you is half the fun.

~ Kenya Wright

Women will be the death of you.” Julio entered and sat down. “That's why I don't mess with them. They make men weak.”“You don't mess with them because you're gay.

~ Kenya Wright

It used to be that when I made mistakes like this or came close to losing my life, I would just call Miguel. He'd drop it all to come to me—his movies, media engagements no matter how big they were, and even his criminal activities went on hold for me. It made me think he cared.Miguel canceled an appearance on the Dave Letterman show just because he called me and thought my voice sounded like something was wrong.He directed his gaze to the bruises decorating my face. “You said you weren't hurt.”With those big arms, he picked me up and slammed the door behind us. “When I ask you if you're okay, you tell me the truth.

~ Kenya Wright

If I thought I’d been drawn to her, now I knew, I’d been taken,kidnapped,caged,destroyed,and all the other things that went with someone having complete power over another.

~ Kenya Wright

Red stepped inside my penthouse with her two friends...“Make sure all the staff knows that they need to spoil those three. Give them whatever they want, champagne, the caviar drizzled in hash oil, anything. Even my own stuff to smoke from the crystal bong I got in Paris to the vape pen done in pearl. They need to be impressed.

~ Kenya Wright

He smiled and captured my hand..... I attempted to pull my hand away. He tightened his grip just a little and kept my hand encased in his. A warmth spread through to me.

~ Kenya Wright

He placed his hands to his belt buckle and undid it. “Just be careful, Red. This isn’t a fairytale. No one will save you, if you decide to see how sharp the wolf’s teeth really are.

~ Kenya Wright

She held her hand out in front of her. “Wait.”“No,” I groaned and then cleared my throat. “I mean okay, I can wait.

~ Kenya Wright

What are you most scared of?” she asked and I wished she hadn’t. I didn’t like admitting it.“I’m scared of dying alone.

~ Kenya Wright

There's always a price.

~ Kenya Wright

That was when my hard persona cracked and shattered into pieces. My hands shook as I wiped away all of the tears streaming down my face. The hysteria that I’d held in all night fled my body.

~ Kenya Wright

One should never believe the words I speak.

~ Kenya Wright

But my thoughtsbreed truthsthat my heartcan'tbare.Like Melody.

~ Kenya Wright

Was it cruel if someone asked for it? Begged for it, even? She always begged. Even now, I could hear her whimpering for me. Christ, those noises she made. A one-way ticket to heaven.

~ A. Zavarelli

When you’re a professional athlete, you get paid millions of dollars for doing something that’s not only fun, but also physical and badass. You have fans: pathetic people without their own lives or hopes or dreams that measure their happiness on your weekly performance (this still boggles my mind, but in the best way possible—however, my role as a fan now is quite detached). You get to travel around to different cities and fuck their most beautiful women. You are given license to do pretty much whatever you want all the time, and are forgiven easily and often instantly when caught doing anything illegal. Professional athletes can literally get away with murder.

~ A.d. Aliwat

I don’t want to talk about it,” she said. Once again he was close. Too close. So damn close. “At all,” she added, hearing with some alarm that her voice had softened. Everything had softened, at just his proximity. “Ever,” she whispered, and found her gaze locked on his mouth.He had a really great mouth.

~ Jill Shalvis

He lifted his head, the sight of his dark, disheveled hair, eyes glinting with longing in the lamp light, the gorgeous spread of his shoulders, tapering down to the narrow thrust of his hips, made my ovaries ache deep in my belly.

~ Emme Rollins

It wasn’t desire, it was biology. My body was adapting to the situation. Doing what it needed to survive. That, I was certain of. Because if I had liked it, liked the hands of this monster, that would have made me a monster too.

~ A. Zavarelli

She was the only antidote for the bleakness that lived inside of me. My goddess. My deity. I wasn’t a believer in any religion, but I’d make an exception in this case. I’d get down on my knees and worship at her alter every day if it brought her back to me.

~ A. Zavarelli

Even when she was on her knees- filled with my darkness- she was still shining bright. My Siren’s song, my exposed nerve. She lured me in and made me feel. And then she left me to perish.

~ A. Zavarelli

I needed to channel the darkness that ran through my veins and embrace it. To play this game better than this man ever could have predicted. After all, I’d only been with him twice, and already I could see his weakness. His weakness was me.

~ A. Zavarelli

I didn’t know what to say. What to do. I didn’t feel strong anymore. I felt like I couldn’t go on without him. He loved me fiercely. Obsessively. Rivalled only by the intensity which I felt for him. So why couldn’t we be together?

~ A. Zavarelli

It was Brighton. She made me fucking insane. Her beauty and absolute perfection dissolved any moral boundaries that may have existed within me.

~ A. Zavarelli

Don’t deny me what’s mine, Brighton.

~ A. Zavarelli

I’m not letting you go, baby girl. You need to accept that.

~ A. Zavarelli

Know what’s worse than cold turkey? Just a little bump. One tiny sip to take the edge off. The edges never went away, they only got sharper. Every addict would tell you. Gray areas couldn’t exist in a sober environment.

~ A. Zavarelli