Victoria Paige > Quotes

“I’m not what you want.” The words came out strangled because a lump had formed in Maia’s throat.
Jack’s brows drew together in a frown. “What the fuck, Maia?”
She cleared her throat and sipped on her wine before continuing, “I’m not what you want. You want a quiet life. The white picket fence. The woman who’s safe at home. That’s what you want.”
Jack looked at her steadily, his expression inscrutable. “You’re right,” he said, and Maia felt her heart break a little. “That’s what I want. I want to take care of my woman, I want that quiet life.” Jack leaned closer and cupped Maia’s face gently with one hand, using his thumb to tip her chin up to him. “Babe, that’s what I want, but you are what I need.”
― Victoria Paige, Fire and Ice

“No, you’re the girl I’m in love with. I love you more than my own life,” Jack declared fervently. “If anything happens to you Maia, it will be over for me. I’m never gonna come back from losing you—not in ten, not in fifty years. So I’m asking you not to throw away what we have on some fucking job someone else can do. I’m begging you to give what we have a chance. You’ve done your time; it’s OK to slow down, babe. I promise you, I’ll make it my life’s priority to make you happy.”
~Jack to Maia”
― Victoria Paige, Fire and Ice

“You’ll drive a saint into chaining you to the bed,” Jack muttered, and then trying not to let his annoyance show, he continued, “The sex is good. No, wait. Sex with you blows my fucking mind. You’re smart, sexy and sassy—you don’t take shit from me— and I crave to be with you even when all my survival instincts tell me to run the other way. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever fucking laid eyes on.” He grasped both her hands and brought them together over his chest. “Now, Miss Pierce, will you stay until Friday?”
Maia burst into laughter. “Okay, that will do. I’ll stay until Friday.”
Jack exhaled a breath of relief. “Thank God, I thought I’d have to start quoting fucking Byron. What time do you want me to take you to Baltimore?”
― Victoria Paige, Fire and Ice

“So back to my question: what are you doing here?” Maia asked.
Derek sighed, reached into his pocket and handed her a smartphone. “Viktor wanted me to give you this.”
Jack turned livid with anger. “She’s not yet fully recovered,” he said furiously. “It’s barely been 48 hours.”
“See, I hate getting caught in the middle of this,” Derek said. “It’s almost like a messed-up love triangle.”
Jack’s face grew darker. Maia was controlling a grin.
“Viktor is worried that he has no way of contacting you,” Derek continued. “Oh, stop scowling, Jack! You’re with Maia, Viktor comes with the package.”
“Like fucking hell!”
~Derek, Maia & Jack”
― Victoria Paige, Fire and Ice

“You’ve given me an in, babe. I’m not getting out. So you can scream and protest as much as you want. Tongue-fucking you and you sucking me off ain’t enough anymore. I’ve given you plenty of time to get used to being back with me.” “What are you saying?”  Gabe backed her against the center island and spun her around, bending her over the edge. Beatrice felt her heart pound against her breastbone in . . . anticipation? There was a twitch between her legs and her panties were already damp. Gabe’s crotch hit her ass—he was already hard.  “Gabe,” she hissed weakly in protest. “Shut up!” He growled in her ear as he bent over her. His hands shoved her skirt up. She got wetter. “That attitude is sexy, and it makes me hard as hell. But it’s only because I can’t wait to fuck it out of you.”
― Victoria Paige, Always Been Mine

“Everything I’ve done for the past three years destroyed the man you knew, except the part that loved you.”
― Victoria Paige, Always Been Mine

“Jack glared at Derek. "We're throwing Maia to the sharks."
"But she's a harpoon, she'll get them."
"Am I the only one who thinks this is a stupid idea?"
"Yes," Maia and Derek said in unison.
"You can always back out, Jack," Maia purred. "I told you it was going to piss you off."
"As long as you don't have sex with him, and that includes oral."
"There may be some kissing."
"I'll deal..."
"And some fondling..."
"What kind of fondling?”
― Victoria Paige, Fire and Ice

“The old him wouldn’t have let Beatrice walk out of that room after firing those words. He would have hauled her over his shoulder, dumped her on the bed, and fucked her into submission. As Dmitry Yerzov? He’d probably shackle her to a bed and keep her on the brink of orgasm before he fucked her. In the ass.”
― Victoria Paige, Always Been Mine

“Everyone deserves hope and something special in life. Fictional characters remind me of this.”
― Victoria Paige, Scorned Heir

“I find courage amazing, I didn’t know how hot I would find it until you, Ivy, and you have it in spades . - Nico-”
― Victoria Paige, Scorned Love

“I acknowledged now that one of the reasons I kept Sloane to myself was because her beauty would eclipse everyone beside her.”
― Victoria Paige, Scorned Beauty

“I don’t think I’ve made myself clear enough. So I’m spelling it out for you.” He ignored her squinting eyes and continued. “What we have is not a temporary hook up. You’re my woman. I take care of what’s mine. The roof over your head. What you eat. Hell, I’ll buy you all your fancy clothes and soap. I don’t want you to have too many options, like a row house you can retreat to when you’ve got something up your ass.” She sputtered at this, but he continued speaking over her. “When you’re horny and need some fucking—my tongue and my dick are your one and only option. I want to be your one and final option for everything you need.

~ Viktor to Marissa”
― Victoria Paige, Smoke and Shadows

“If this is what obsession is, or the beginning of it, then I fully commit to its madness.”
― Victoria Paige, Scorned Heir

“Feminism deserted me when I was around Nico. I thrilled to his chivalrous behaviour of opening doors, walking on the dangerous side of the street, and twisting the cap off a bottled water for me, but he was far from a gentleman in the bedroom. - Ivy -”
― Victoria Paige, Scorned Love

“It appears fairy warrior princesses with an attitude get me hard. - Nico -”
― Victoria Paige, Scorned Love

“martial”
― Victoria Paige, Scorned Vows

“Would anyone care to explain how you two happen to be discussing—if I’m not mistaken—three-way sex,” Viktor said.
Marissa visibly gulped. She looked helplessly at Morgan.
“I was teasing Ms. Cole.” Morgan shrugged. “And she blasted me for my dig at you yesterday regarding the ménage. I suggested you looked like a man who was into that stuff.”
Fucking Stan Morgan.
Viktor kept his mouth shut.
Morgan’s lips twitched.
Marissa waited patiently for him to say something. Probably a denial. But he couldn’t lie.
“Viktor?” his woman prompted.
“I’m fucking going to gut you, Morgan,” Viktor repeated his threat to the man yesterday.
“Oh, my God? You’re into that?” Marissa asked. “Two women, one man or two men, one woman?”
“Both,” Viktor said. “And I’m not into that. Just occasionally. If the woman wants to.” He cut a sharp glance at Marissa. “But don’t get any ideas because I’m not sharing you with any man or woman.”
“So the um, two men, one woman.” Marissa was beet red and her voice trailed off. “Do you and the other guy—”
Jesus. Fuck. Shit.
“No,” Viktor roared.

~ Viktor, Marissa, Stan Morgan”
― Victoria Paige, Smoke and Shadows