Emily Shore > Quotes

“Oh, her eyes register horror. She knows she’s kneeling in the wake of true power and supremacy. But she’s responding more like prey caught in the eye of the perfect predator—prey who wants to be caught, prey who invites me to claim her. Not a weak invitation. No, this is a gold envelope signed with engraved lettering, sealed with scarlet wax and a pretty stamp, and delivered on a gods-damned silver platter!”
― Emily Shore

“I remember those Mountains and their untamed beauty—a wildness that still speaks to me—something eternal, steadfast, and transcendent. Their ridges and valleys carve deeply into my memory. They still rise like ancient giants, their slopes painted in shades of crimson, amber, and gold in the fall. Even now, I envision the ever-present fog rolling across the dark forested peaks. Or the way the sun would splinter in prisms to illuminate the endless sea of trees that stretched far beyond the city where I once lived.”
― Emily Shore, Hunted by the Headless Horseman

“Holy, big, pumpkin dick! How does he manage to hide that massive shower in those tight breeches? I consider how ironic the term "giving head" has become. Not that I stopped him from giving me the most mind-blowing orgasm I've ever had- straight out of a smutty dark romance novel. Except, I've crossed way beyond the territory of simple definitions of dark romance. This is paranormal and fantastical.”
― Emily Shore, Hunted by the Headless Horseman

“Some of us prefer the beast.”
― Emily Shore, Hunted by the Headless Horseman

“I cannot be separated from her. She cannot be parted from me. Such a bond transcends the flesh. She is not simply locked inside me. She is a part of my essence, an unstoppable force, carved into my spirit like ancient runes of fate. Woven into my very bone marrow, she is the blood in my veins, the whisper in my mind, and the alchemy of my being.”
― Emily Shore, Hunted by the Headless Horseman