Ana Calin > Quotes

“There’s a piece of old Chinese wisdom that says: when you change your heart, you change your face; when you change your face you change your fate.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Midnight

“Don’t look at his lips, never his lips, I tell myself. Those lips like dark red roses, carnal and beautifully contoured were my greatest weakness. A simple glimpse of them is enough to remember his mouth between my legs.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Obsession

“Space and other dimensions. He wields incredible power. Forget vampires, werewolves, and other sexy tropes of romance novels, Radek Basarab is a whole new level of badass, to put it this way.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Midnight

“I just keep staring at his face, taken with him in a way that I haven’t been with any man, ever. I become starkly aware that I have a crush on the world famous Dracula, and that I’m fucked for it.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Blood

“Please, Vlad,” I whisper as I lower my face to his. “See it as an act of compassion, if you like. With the curse attached to me, I may never feel the love of a man. Take my blood, but do it while I come for you, for the first and only lover in my life.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Blood

“Poor Ruxandra Len, if only she knew she gave herself to an obsessed monster last night, one who will stalk her just like the demon, hell even more.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Blood

“My eyes slide down the frame of the notorious Dracula. He is one imposing beast. Unusually tall, with the broad shoulders of a warrior who’s worn heavy armor and spun shields in many battles. He has the face of a cruel man, with cleanly cut, angular features, but his eyes could mesmerize anyone. Big like almonds and yet shaped like an Asian’s, they exude cunning and impenetrable depth.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Midnight

“If you refuse to help me,” Vlad slurs, “I will kill her, little brother. I’ll hunt her down and, no matter how hard you try, you cannot protect her every second, not from me. Sooner or later I will get her.” He bends just a little bit closer to me, glancing from the corner of his eye to Victoria. “And, if by some incredible chance I don’t succeed, someone else will. Your future wife has made some pretty nasty enemies. So. What say you?”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Obsession

“I HAVE A STALKER. NOT the kind to send flowers, chocolate, or even dick pics. No, he sends my dates skidding under speeding buses, or slipping on tiles and cracking their skulls in the men’s room. Wanna date me? Might as well watch Final Destination just to warm up.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Blood

“You. Are. Mine.” He lifts my gown, rips my panties and slides a finger right between my folds, stroking lovingly as I cream in his hand. Every attempt to resist him fails miserably. I close my eyes tightly, but can’t help but whimper and squirm as his fingers slide through my arousal, making me so wet it slips down my inner thighs.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Blood

“I slide my tongue into her mouth, craving to feel her deeper, to become one with her. But then the scent of her blood and flesh, that deadly mix, takes over my brain, and the craving to sink my fangs into her becomes overwhelming.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Blood

“the smell of my own arousal filling the air. He begins to moan, pushing his face harder between my legs, greedy for more, his hands clawing into my ass like he hasn’t had a meal in days. I can feel his hard shoulders against the back of my thighs and, when the sensation pairs with the thought that a beautiful Carpathian prince is eating my pussy like there’s no tomorrow, a shattering orgasm runs through me.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Midnight

“I close my eyes for a moment to take in her scent, the scent of roses, visualizing the moment when I’ll be free to take her blood. I realize it’s not just her perfume. She naturally smells of flowers, a scent that mixes with the natural milky scent of human flesh, a combination so attractive to me that it makes my breath hitch. My eyes snap open as I struggle to lose the state of need that focusing on her scent has put me in.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Blood

“My hips writhe into the hand he uses to masturbate me, my thighs flexing, clenching around his wrist to prop myself in such a way that I can ride his hand. Another moan announces that Radek is losing himself in the pleasure, too, and he begins kissing my neck.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Obsession

“He’s lying. He must be. But I just can’t open my mouth to speak again, to challenge him further. His porcelain face compels you to stare. His skin stretches young and flawless over a masculine bone structure, his lips blood red and carnal. The more I look at him, the less I’m able to look away, and his feline smile tells me he’s used to that. The guy’s a born seducer, a magnificent beast that breaks hearts for the fun of it.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Midnight

“Still, her special kind of attractiveness isn’t lost on me. Blonde, pale blue eyes, pale skin, she’s a vision of a swan-like virgin. Sure doesn’t sell well in the Western world she comes from, because she has the beauty of a woman to love, not a woman to just fuck, and men these days are only interested in the latter. I make no exception, but I’m twisted like that. I can’t wait to defile her virgin-like prettiness in a very sick way.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Midnight

“He smiles at me like a big cat looking down at a mouse wanting to play with the big guys. But, to my surprise, he says, “All right.” On the inside I breathe out in relief, but on the outside I remain cold as ice. “All right. Where do we start?” “In bed.”
― Ana Calin, Prince of Obsession