Magda Alexander > Quotes

“And then the blasted elevator jolts to a dead stop. My stomach plummets as childhood memories of being trapped in a closed”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“Not anymore, the beast inside me roars. You’re no longer employed by Storm Industries. You can do what you want. The temptation to take her, to make her mine, has grown into a savage hunger which won’t be satisfied...”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Conquered

“She’s lying on her bed reading. Not a girlie magazine, but a technical journal of some kind going by the cover. She’s bathed and changed into another delectable baby doll, a black one this time, which shows more skin than the one from the night before. So, of course, my cock rises to the occasion. Damn.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Conquered

“The moment I met her she struck me dumb, deaf, and stupid. At only eighteen, she’d had everything— brains, beauty, class. And she’d known it too. In the eight years since, I’ve watched her toy with one man after another, sometimes for a weekend, sometimes for a couple of months. But the affairs always ended the same. With her handing him his hat and a don’t-slam-the-door-on-your-way-out.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Conquered

“I shiver at the command. Why do I love the way he orders me around when I won’t stand the same from another man?”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Ravaged

“As soon as he disappears around the corner, CeCe, the secretary who occupies the left side of”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“I’m only doing my job.” That’s what I am. His job. He’d stopped my floor shows at the cantina. Not only that, the break-ins had ceased. At least until now. While the staff barely gave me the time of day, they were practically ready to canonize him. “They see you as the one in charge now.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Conquered

“mesmerizing.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“The thought I may never see her again streaks through me. The time’s all wrong. We only have twenty minutes before we head out. But right now, I don’t give a damn. I grab her and push her against the door. No time to do anything except in the most primal of ways. I kiss her hard...”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Conquered

“I’m so exhausted with worry, I go to bed early that day. But hours later, I’m still awake. I can’t seem to fall asleep. Not without him by my side. When did I become so addicted to Jake? Why do I crave his company? Since forever, my conscience responds. After my father’s death, I went off the deep end because he was not there. I sought the BDSM lifestyle, not because I yearned for it, but because I wanted the pain. If Jake had been there, somehow I could have muddled through the aftermath of my father’s funeral without looking for someone to tie me up and administer punishment. I wanted to be beaten as an outlet for my agony. Not that it made any difference. Even after I flew to Brazil, the pain was still there. It still is. And I know why. Because he’s not by my side. As much as I want him to be here with me, he never signed on to babysit me for life.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Conquered

“Storm and I are the sole occupants in the car. For seven floors, he’s all mine. I dare another glance only to find his gaze fastened on me. Lazily, as if he has all day, he devours me from head to toes. Normally, I would fuss or fidget under such an intent stare, but I splurged on a black Donna Karan jersey”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“them up. “Which floor?” His upper crust Brit accent curls around my spine, making mush out of me. “Uh, nine.” I reach across to press the ‘9’ button, and a whiff of his scent reaches me—expensive cologne, clean soap, and a base note I suspect is just him. My legs, already wobbly from the mad dash from the Metro, turn”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“I’ve worked practically round the clock for the last two weeks and spent the last three hours performing a high-level analysis of complex material. My brain’s fried. My body’s exhausted. All I can think of is sleep. “Sorry, no can do. I’m going to bed.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“morning,” he says. Every one of my toes curls at his sexy drawl. “It is now.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“THREE MONTHS HAVE GONE BY without the taste of Gabriel Storm in my mouth, the scent of his skin in my nostrils, the rush of his powerful body pounding into mine.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Ravaged

“Christ, Elizabeth! Get your head back in the game. You're here to do a job, not drool over a hunky Brit. In my hurry to put some distance between me and the sex god, my knees wobble. I clutch the edge of the conference table to keep from”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“of my defenses. And I can’t afford to succumb to him. Deep into my musing, my stomach rumbles, reminding me it needs to be fed. “Hungry?” he asks, not unkindly. “I skipped lunch. Excuse me.” I make for the refrigerator where I spotted”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“Some men, and women too, believe they have the power to do as they wish, regardless of who they hurt.”
― Magda Alexander, Murder at the Masked Ball

“Thank you. Where may I put my umbrella?”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“Come back to me, to my bed. Where we can make love. Every single night. For as long as we both shall live. That’s the vow you made. Remember? Well, it’s time to prove you meant it. Come back and stay. Forever. That’s my offer. Take it or leave it.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Redemption

“He steps to the side to make room for me, but even so, his shoulders take up half my space. Not that I mind. Men are my Achilles heel, my Kryptonite. I love their smell, their taste, the sounds”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“In a daze, I stare out the window and spot the black pylon of the King Street Metro. Cold reality sets in. God. I allowed Gabriel Storm to finger fuck me in the back of his limo. What is wrong with me? If anyone finds out, I will lose my job. I roll off his lap and, back on the seat, straighten my dress as best I can.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“I never wanted to be you. I saw what the weight of being the heir did to you. And I’m not talking about what our mother did to you. I’m talking about the mantle of responsibility thrust upon you. Hell at fourteen you practically ran the castle. God knows our father never did. And all Mother wanted to do was throw one grand party after another.” /“Well, somebody had to take responsibility. The place was falling apart.”

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― Magda Alexander, Storm Redemption

“Grinning back, he squeezes her hand. “I like you.” Having had enough of Royce’s tomfoolery, I stride toward him just as Brianna strolls in. Officially, she hasn’t met Elizabeth, so I perform”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“Refusing to take any more chances on the death trap, I jump to safety, dragging Gabriel Storm along with me. Behind us, the doors bang shut, and the elevator takes off for parts unknown, leaving us standing in the eighth floor lobby. Alone.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“First Edition: July 2013”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“and”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“His power, his intense masculinity, hit me like a semi, sucking the air out of my lungs. He doesn't help matters when he steps closer, forcing me to look up at him. My five seven is no match against his six three.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“Elizabeth, just like our queen. I'm Gabriel Storm.”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages

“favor,”
― Magda Alexander, Storm Damages