Marie Harte > Quotes

“You know,sometimes when people leave us,they leave big holes in our hearts.Some people talk about those holes all the time,hoping words will close them up.Other people pretend the hole aren't there,so that maybe they'll heal if they aren't bothered with so much”
― Marie Harte, What to Do with a Bad Boy

“You must be desperate if you're asking Mom for adivce. Did she sit you down on the couch ?"
"I'm not a patient of hers, asswipe. I'm her favorite son." Derrick ignored Gage's huff. The little snot. (...)
"Favorite, my ass. She pities you. Gage is nothing more than a baby-maker. I'm the favorite." Dylan preened, pulling at the cuffs on his designer shirt. "Culture, charm, good looks and a real occupation. What's not to love”
― Marie Harte, Closing the Deal

“Okay. Then I forgive you for being a complete shithead at the restaurant. It wasn't your fault your ex thought she had the right to treat me like crap and embarrass me in front of the entire restaurant. I'm sure the bleach in her hair tampered with the space between her ears and tainted her limited ability to think. That or the weight of those implants made it hard to focus on anything but standing up straight."
Derrick blinked. "That's forgiveness ?"
"Do you have a problem with anything I just said ?"
"No, no. Not at all.”
― Marie Harte, Closing the Deal

“She deleted the messages he continued to leave on her phone and set her ringer to identify his calls - what she should have done a week ago. The minute Loser by Beck played, she'd know it was him.”
― Marie Harte, Closing the Deal

“They arrived at the house in silence. Ace preceded Zack inside. Zack locked the door behind him and turned around… into Ace’s fist. The blow shocked him. Ace took advantage of the fact and knocked him down with two more punches and a knee to the balls that had him groaning in agony. Trying to catch his breath, Zack curled into a ball, cognizant of little around him but the excruciating ache between his thighs. Before he could catch his breath, Ace changed and cradled him in his arms.
“Sorry about that, but you’ve been asking for it for days.”
Zack was going to beat the shit out of him as soon as he could breathe again. Ace carried him into his bedroom and tossed him onto the bed. He ripped Zack’s clothes off, then shoved Zack’s arms and legs apart, staring down at him with hunger in his eyes.
“You’re acting like a shit, and I’m tired of it.”
“You’re tired of it?” Zack managed to say, lacking the strength to transform. For once, his inner beast remained quiet, shocking him as much as Ace’s attack had. Thank God the pain between his legs finally faded.
“Tell me what’s wrong, and I’ll fix it. But no more moping around. You’re acting like a goddamn girl. And don’t tell Kelly I said that.”

-Ace & Zack”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“Zoe didn’t do public displays of affection, and she sure as hell didn’t roll around on the floor with an aroused hottie who felt like he had a ten-foot pole in his pants. Where the hell had he been hiding that thing, anyway?”
― Marie Harte, Just the Thing

“So Reggie was nice?” Emily nodded. “And pretty. He thinks I’m pretty too. I bet if I asked nicely, he’d give me a baby brother.”
― Marie Harte, Hot for You

“The hunger in Ace’s brown eyes startled her. “Hell, I might get a medal for fucking you as hard as I have.” She blushed. She couldn’t help it. “Sorry. I should have said, for making love with you as hard as I have. Zack’s always on my ass not to curse in front of you.” She didn’t mention that “ass” was also a curse word. “He’s something of a gentleman, isn’t he?” “He likes to think so,” Ace said with a grin that quickly faded.

-Ace & Kelly”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“Frankly, I don’t see the advantage being gargantuan will get me, not when I have to run errands around people I know.”
“Yeah, that might be a problem. Scaring the mailman won’t win you any favors around town.” Caitlyn grinned.

-Kelly & Caitlyn”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“An orgasm -- for all that ails you.

-Kelly's thoughts”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“He pulled back and stared at the lust gathered on Zack’s face. “You want me to leave with you.” “What? Yes. Yes, we need to go,” Zack said hoarsely. “Okay, but first I need you to do something for me.” “Sure.” It gratified him that Zack still couldn’t catch his breath. “Put your hands behind you, flat on the counter. Don’t move them, no matter what I do.” Zack frowned. Ace sighed. He was as bad at seducing men as he was at seducing women. Look how he constantly fucked up with Kelly. “Look, I have some questions. I need to see if I can handle you… us.” Understanding — or was that hope? — lit Zack’s gray eyes. “Just put my hands like this?” He placed his hands palm down on the laminate countertop. In doing so, he thrust his chest forward, his massive pecs impressive to anyone with a pulse. “Good,” Ace said gruffly. “Now shut up and don’t move.” “Typical,” Zack muttered with humor.

-Ace & Zack”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“Seriously, why didn’t Brody or I know about the neighbors? It’s not like I’m a dog. I’m not going to hump them in public.” At Mike’s look, he flushed. “For God’s sake, I was twenty years old and drunk. The girl wasn’t even real. It was a mannequin and it was all Brody’s idea.”
― Marie Harte, The Troublemaker Next Door

“Zack warmed, falling in love with Ace all over again. “So you’re saying you love me, but you don’t want me giving you a handjob in front of the guys, right?” Horror shone in Ace’s eyes. “Hell, no.” He narrowed his gaze. “Asshole. I’ll show you a handjob.” Zack groaned. “Not now. Give me a break before my dick falls off. I didn’t know I could still harness that kind of sexual energy when not changed.” He sucked in a breath as Ace masturbated him. “Only you and Kelly can get to me like this.” Ace smirked. “I know.” “But remember, my beast won’t forget it. I’m still the dominant one in our relationship.” Zack tried to sound forceful, but he knew the moan that left him hurt his authority. “That’s right, Z. Tell yourself you’re in charge while you come all over my hand.” Ace leaned in to nip Zack’s ear as he whispered, “Do you know how good you taste? How great you feel with that fat cock rammed up my ass?” Zack strove for control but could only promise payback. “I’m looking forward to it, lover.” Ace licked his lips. “I can’t get enough of that mouth of yours. Now come over my hands and let me taste you again.” “I love you.” “Back at you, control freak. Now, come hard.” Ace winked as Zack lost it.

-Zack & Ace”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“She sighed again, wondering how she’d be described as a character in one of her much-loved romance books.”
― Marie Harte, The Kissing Game

“As long as there is a tomorrow, Häschen, I do not care what you look like. Only that you are with me.”
― Marie Harte, The Kissing Game

“Zack stood, and Ace pulled him back to the bed. Zack landed with an oomph. “Sorry.” Ace tried to be gentle as he pushed Zack to lie straight, the way he’d suggested. “What the fuck?” Zack’s voice was muffled by the pillow Ace shoved under his face. “Just relax and enjoy. I’m not coming on to you, for Christ’s sake. I’m just trying to be nice. Accept it,” he barked, his glare fading when he felt Zack chuckle. “Ass.” Zack sighed and settled into the bed.

-Ace & Zack”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“Yes, Liebling.” He kissed the top of her head. “I am yours. Time to make sure you know you’re mine.”
― Marie Harte, The Kissing Game

“Mouthy little girls get ass-fucked, Syd. How about that ?"
She'd done it once before, just to see what it felt like. She hadn't liked it. "How about I ass-fuck you instead ?"
He shook his head. "Uh-uh. Ever had a cock up your ass, baby ? Ever taken a dick between those sweet cheeks ?" He let go of her breast and pulled her closer to him, palming her ass.
His fingers slid between her cheeks and toyed with her hole. To her astonishment, it felt good.
"Oh."
"I like that oh better." He grinned and leaned down to whisper, "Want me to lick you there ? To shove my tongue in your hole and lap you up ?”
― Marie Harte, Closing the Deal

“What the hell is he? Ace dodged another swing and countered by kicking his opponent in the chest hard enough that he snapped a rib bone. The rogue didn’t flinch. Studying the male, Ace had no idea what to make of him. Derrick, one of his team members, was African American. When changed, his skin took on a darker brown than his original shade. Ace had Native American ancestry, and when changed, looked more copper than brown. This creature… What the hell turned black?

-Ace's thoughts”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“Yeah, well, I don’t want to talk about your sexy playthings. They remind me of my ‘boy toy,’ and I’m deliberately steering clear of Roane for a while. That idiot had the nerve to argue my designs for our bedroom.” Caitlyn scowled as she reached for her ample purse. She pulled out three bottles of nail polish. “How about we hang out and do girl stuff? Pretty Pink, Barely Blue, or Primal Purple?”
“Primal Purple.” Though she wondered if the polish would cover her beast’s nails later tonight. Kelly felt the need to change with every breath she took. It wouldn’t be much longer until she let it out. At the thought, her beast purred its approval. “Once you changed, did you finally settle into your own skin?”
Caitlyn nodded. “I was scared at first, but after you embrace that part of yourself, you’ll feel better than you ever have. You can’t deny who you are, no matter how much you might want to. And trust me, after you claim those knuckleheads who’ve been mooning over you for years, you’ll wonder what held you back so long.”

-Caitlyn & Kelly”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“The hunger in Ace’s brown eyes startled her. “Hell, I might get a medal for fucking you as hard as I have.” She blushed. She couldn’t help it. “Sorry. I should have said, for making love with you as hard as I have. Zack’s always on my ass not to curse in front of you.” She didn’t mention that “ass” was also a curse word. “He’s something of a gentleman, isn’t he?” “He likes to think so,” Ace said with a grin that quickly faded.

-Ace & Kelly”
― Marie Harte, Zack & Ace

“price on friends.” Or great research potential. “You seem to be a practical woman.”
― Marie Harte, How to Handle a Heartbreaker

“Soda-the only good part of tonight

Colin McCauley”
― Marie Harte, What to Do with a Bad Boy