Sable Sorensen > Quotes

“Give me the word and I’ll tear out his throat. All the lives I’ve ever taken were just training for this moment, my queen. Make me your instrument of vengeance. Let my hands act out your every savage, depraved thought. Use me. I’m yours.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“Women in pain give men confidence.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“Confidence makes men sloppy. And sloppy men are easy targets.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“Make me your instrument of vengeance. Let my hands act out your every savage, depraved thought. Use me. I’m yours.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“So it turns out he can speak. Eating my pussy didn’t make his tongue nonfunctional after all.”
― Sable Sorensen, Fury Bound

“If you're going to be reckless, princess, at least let me keep you alive”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“And in case my implication is not crystal fucking clear: You touch her again and I'll cull you myself.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“I am Meryn Sturmfrost, Queen of Nocturna, and I will use the twisting dark in my bones and my blood to hunt Killian Valtiere to the ends of the earth.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my twenty-three years alive, it’s this: women in pain give men confidence. It stirs up something instinctive, deep inside of them, that makes them believe they have the upper hand, even if every logical piece of evidence screams at them they do not. Confidence makes men sloppy. And sloppy men are easy targets.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“You fucked with the wrong woman,” a voice growls—mine, I realize belatedly—as I tear his jaw open and slam his own severed hand into it.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my twenty-three years alive, it’s this: women in pain give men confidence.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“I almost forgot how devastating grief is. How it leaves you husked and raw, but never numb. The pain is like a gaping wound—one no dressing can cover, no shield can truly protect. The agony of it might lessen, but it never truly leaves.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“I’d trade sun and sky and light itself to know I’d never have to lose him.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“When he looks at me like this, I’m delicate. I get to be delicate. To be breakable without risking a fracture.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“I’m the Queen of Shit Mountain.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“It takes a special man to tame a wild thing.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“I’ve seen men like him before. The quiet ones. The dangerous ones. The men who don’t shout threats because they simply don’t need to.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“you touch her again and I’ll cull you myself.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“You were born to lead, girl. Whether or not you believe that is of no consequence anymore. You must, so you will.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“When I saw the untamed fire in her eyes and hungered to free it. I wanted to revel in its burn, just lucky enough to be in its heat.”
― Sable Sorensen, Fury Bound

“You're worried?" He scoffs. "Never. You are the danger. Any person who doesn't see that deserves what's coming to them.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“Anassa senses my fury. For a thundering heartbeat, I’m certain she’s going to attack Jonah and his wolf. And then someone else does it for us. Jonah is there one moment and gone the next. Jonah’s body slams against the wall of the training yard. A second after it happens, there’s a rush of wind, as if death just streaked past me and only narrowly left me breathing. The sheer power I just felt like a glimpse of something primordial … Someone is shouting. Gamma Daegan, I think. The wolves from both packs fall back, parting to give me a view of Jonah’s crumpled body where he’s groaning on the ground. My vision swims slightly as blood pours from my nose. A dark figure is standing over Jonah, shouting. At first, it’s garbled by the ringing in my ears. Then the words come through in a deep, enraged voice. “—you do not touch an Alpha that way!” Stark’s chest is heaving. Cratos isn’t beside him, but he doesn’t need his wolf’s sheer size to threaten Jonah. The menacing way his tattooed hands are clenching and unclenching says it all, like he’s imagining them around Jonah’s throat. “She’s not my Alpha, sir,” Jonah says, but his eyes are averted. “Your Alpha gave you an order not to use your magic on Strategos at full strength, and you disobeyed it!” Stark bellows. His entire pack stirs at the echo of his voice. Some of their wolves’ ears fold back, their heads lowering submissively below their shoulders. Stark’s voice quiets, but only slightly. It’s still loud enough for the whole training yard to hear, laced through with menace.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“Complacency is how evil wins.”
― Sable Sorensen, Fury Bound

“Our people can’t even win a war; we’d never survive a revolution.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“Mangy bitch.”
― Sable Sorensen, Fury Bound

“He agreed so quickly to this, I was sure he'd misheard my request and thought we were marching off to a mildly incestuous four-way.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“Then, without warning, he forces my head to the side. He leans down, his breath now hot against my neck.  And his tongue streaks over my skin.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“Choke on an elk bone.”
― Sable Sorensen, Fury Bound

“Who did this to you?” he demands ferociously, one calloused hand clamping hotly on my thigh.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound

“You were the blinding beauty of the sun personified.”
― Sable Sorensen, Dire Bound