Molly Doyle > Quotes

“I’m giving you ten seconds to leave.” “What?” I nearly whisper. Placing me back onto my bare feet, he moves away, his demeanor drastically changing. “If you’re not gone in ten seconds, then your decision has been made.” “The night isn’t over.” “Ten,” he begins. “We had a deal,” I press. “Nine.” “I asked you to bring my darkest fantasies to life.” “Eight,” he tests. “I want this,” I admit, more to myself than to him. “Seven.” “I want you.” “Six,” he sharply exhales. “Five. Four.” “I’m not changing my mind,” I boldly tell him. “Three…” “Two,” I taunt. Suddenly, he becomes silent. Allowing me a final moment to change my mind. To run. Although, I don’t move an inch. And his eyes narrow. “One.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“I have this urge to kill—” he hesitates, his voice low. “—anyone who touches you.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“I didn’t come to your rescue because I’m your knight in shining armor.” He places me onto my feet, before taking my face between his gloved hands. “I’m the villain, and I want you all to myself.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“That’s right,” he bites out. “Fucking beg.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“Mania. One minute, you’re lost, and the next minute…you’re found. You are the sole creator of your own destiny. A rush of extreme adrenaline kicks in. Your heart accelerates at an unfathomable speed, along with the thoughts in your mind. The anxiety fuels the mania even more. It hits you at full speed out of nowhere. You are no longer bound by the limits of your physical body. You can be anything, or anyone, you want to be. There are no fucking limits. No consequences. No distractions. Everything makes sense… And yet nothing does. Everything has meaning… And yet nothing does. And still, everything is absolutely fucking beautiful. Life is beautiful. You’re running on hyperactive-controlled clarity. Nothing is impossible in that moment. The world is yours to create. To own. Seeing is art. Hearing is music. Breathing is living. You are high. So incredibly high. You take chances. Risks. Because why the fuck not? Your illness is not mental. …You’re finally free. … Until… you crash. And… …burn.”
― Molly Doyle, Bloodshed

“You’re safe,” he promises, and even with his deep, menacing-like tone, he eases my fears. “And ours.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“If you ever put your filthy hands on what’s mine again, I will hunt you down, and I will kill you. Slowly.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“We wouldn’t just give her the world. We’d give her the skin off our bones.”
― Molly Doyle, Melt for Us

“These romance books you read… They’re filthy. Aren’t they?”
― Molly Doyle, Bloodshed

“God isn’t here right now,”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“snuggling in bed at our sorority house, reading smut books, and avoiding social gatherings”.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“Mine,” he claims me. “You are mine.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“I plan on fucking you both violently, and passionately, all night long,” he coldly warns, eyes narrowed. “I’m giving you ten seconds to leave.” “What?” I nearly whisper. Placing me back onto my bare feet, he moves away, his demeanor drastically changing. “If you’re not gone in ten seconds, then your decision has been made.” “The night isn’t over.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“Jaxon,” I whisper, staring right into his eyes. “I know,”
― Molly Doyle, Dark Desires

“He nods. “Ours,” he clarifies. “What’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is yours.”
― Molly Doyle, Bloodbath

“Now, are you ready to pay, Karen?” I ask, leaning forward. “Or are you going to continue being a miserable cunt?”
― Molly Doyle, Caution Tape

“He tightens his hold on my throat, and another orgasm rips through me. Riding out this everlasting euphoria, I’m suddenly seeing stars through my eyelids. The pressure on my neck, cutting off my air supply, only seems to make me climax even harder. Milking them dry, they both fill me with their cum.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“Such a pretty mouth. Put it to good use.” He traces my bottom lip with his thumb, cocking his head to the side. “Tell me what you want from me, and I’ll give it to you.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“Don’t make me repeat myself, Quinn,” he warns, his voice low. Tight. “You asked for dark. Don’t forget that.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“I’m not a naïve girl to be toyed with; I’m a caged monster lost in all of time and space who has finally gotten the strength to break free.”
― Molly Doyle, Caution Tape

“Now his white T-shirt is stained with real blood. How festive.”
― Molly Doyle, Bloodshed

“Baby, if God is real, then God is me,”
― Molly Doyle, Bloodshed

“I’ve been reading too many smut books lately, and I clearly haven’t gotten out enough.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“Naïve, little Quinn. I’d sell my soul for you.” Gripping my hips, he brings me close, as his large, thick erection twitches against my stomach. “If I had one.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“She’s probably shocked to see me at a party, instead of my typical “snuggling in bed at our sorority house, reading smut books, and avoiding social gatherings”.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“Sitting down at the table in the back of the building, I lean back in my chair. Opening my favorite romance novel, I breathe in the fresh, crisp pages. It’s not fiction to me like it was before. I can now say that I’ve lived out my darkest fantasies, and I have no regrets.”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“Scream for us,”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us

“Cora,” he says, grinning slightly, “we might be mutual monsters.”
― Molly Doyle, Caution Tape

“Now be a good little slut, and fucking come for me,” I command, rocking my hips as I thrust into her mercilessly. “Before I carve each of our initials into your skin as an infinite reminder of who you belong to.”
― Molly Doyle, Melt for Us

“What part of dark fantasies doesn’t involve having other guys watch as you get that sweet little cunt of yours eaten?”
― Molly Doyle, Scream For Us