Alessandra Hazard > Quotes

“But I don't like him," Emily said stubbornly but lowered her voice. "Don't like how he looks at you."
"How he looks at me?" Shawn repeated.
"Like Bee looks at a pancake.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Twisted

“Sometimes love isn’t pretty. It’s not neat, and it’s not textbook perfect. There’s no template for love. Sometimes it’s dirty. Sometimes it’s a bit creepy. And sometimes it hurts.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Obsessed

“It was a special kind of hell: to be so close to him and know he could never have him.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Unhealthy

“There’s no such thing as normal. There is no definition of normal. Normal is subjective. You can’t—and shouldn’t—force yourself to want something ‘normal’ and stop wanting what you truly want. It’s a sure way to make your life miserable.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Straight Boy

“The guy was handsome enough, Luke supposed, if one liked cold, assertive men who looked like they could snap your neck and be bored while doing it.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Ruthless

“Like Bee looks at a pancake.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Twisted

“Because when you love someone, you don't love them for their good personality traits and actions. You love them because you love them, with all their flaws and ridiculous insecurities,”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Wrong

“Shawn, are you hurt?”
With a gasp, he shoved Rutledge away and focused his gaze on Emily. “What? No!”
A furrow appeared between her small brows. “I thought you were hurt. You were making noises.”
His face warm, Shawn determinedly avoiding looking at Rutledge. “I wasn’t making noises.”
“You were!” Bee said, looking puzzled. “Lying is bad! You said so!”
Emily nodded. “And why did Mr. Rutledge put his tongue in your mouth?”
“Because your brother wanted something to suck on,” Rutledge commented, starting the engine.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Twisted

“Is it…is it possible to be best mates who fuck and kiss, but exclusively?”

There was dead silence.

Finally, Nick took Tyler’s chin in his hand and tipped his face up. Nick’s expression was a little pinched. “Are you looking for the word ‘boyfriend,’ maybe?”

Tyler swallowed.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend, Tyler?” Nick said, studying him.

Tyler licked his dry lips, his face uncomfortably warm.

Nick suddenly grinned, looking more relaxed and carefree than Tyler had seen him in months. “You totally do, don’t you? Look at that blush!”

“Fuck off,” Tyler muttered, punching him in the chest a little.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Gay

“Who told you only nice and conventionally beautiful people deserve to be loved?”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Unhealthy

“What should one call attraction to a cold, manipulative man one didn’t even like? A case of stupid.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Ruthless

“Ryan is straight,” James said.

“Everyone’s straight until they’re not,” Tristan said, looking bored. “Zach isn’t exactly gay, either. Attraction is either there or not, and labels have little to do with it.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Confusing

“I almost—I almost lost him because I didn’t want to hurt you. That was my mistake. It’s not a fairytale. Someone always gets hurt. But I’m done hurting him.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Unhealthy

“Sometimes I think we were born in the wrong bodies, Jamie. Maybe we were. Maybe you were my girl in a previous life and my soul still remembers.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Confusing

“One’s capacity for love wasn’t limited.”
― Alessandra Hazard, That Irresistible Poison

“Hannah was his love, but she couldn't fill the place in his heart that had been occupied ever since one pale, ridiculous posh boy had imprinted on him like a baby duck and started following him around.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Confusing

“I want to have slow, sappy vanilla sex for a change.” “I think it’s called making love,” Roman said, nudging Luke’s nose with his own. “Yeah,” Luke murmured, grinning against Roman’s lips. “Let’s make love.” “Let’s,” Roman said and kissed his sweet lips, greedy and possessive. No one will take you away from me. No one. Let them try.   The”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Ruthless

“If that’s the problem, I’ll tell him to cut it out.” Zach remained silent. “Zach?” Jared said. “I want to fuck him.” When Jared said nothing, Zach’s lips twisted. “Stop looking at me like I’ve grown a second head.” Jared cleared his throat. “I thought you were straight.” “I am,” Zach said with a pinched look. “I just really want to screw the little shit.” Jared”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Wrong

“I love you," Jared said. The words tasted bittersweet on his tongue but it was also a relief to be able to say them. He tipped Gabriel's face up and dragged his mouth gently across Gabriel's jaw. "I love you."
Gabriel practically melted into him, tucking his face into the crook of Jared's neck. "I love you more," he whispered, brushing his lips against Jared's throat. A chaste kiss. Chaste words.
But there was nothing chaste about the way kiss body reacted. Jared's heart was hammering in his chest, the familiar mix of want and longing, pain and euphoria coursing through his veins.
Jared closed his eyes and wondered if this was how it felt to be between heaven and hell.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Unhealthy

“Even despite the fuck, the boy’s golden curls and plush, cherry pink mouth stood before his eyes. That mouth. It was a cross between an angel’s mouth and a whore’s. He wanted to fucking wreck it. He’d”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Ruthless

“Jay, I

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It’s all your fault, you know. You turned me into this. So fuck you. I hope you’re miserable. I hope your days seem bleak and endless. I hope you look at my pics and feel like paying millions for one hug. I hope you can’t sleep, and when you do, I hope you dream of me, and when you wake up, you feel cold and want to go back to sleep, but you can’t.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Unhealthy

“You still want him,” she repeated quieter. “Zach—” Zach put the bottle on the floor. “It doesn’t matter. It’s just lust. I can control it.” Liar, a voice whispered in the back of his mind. Liar, liar, liar.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Wrong

“I hope one day you’ll fall in love,” Lydia muttered, barely audibly. “And that person will bring you to your knees.” Tristan”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Wrong

“You said it was just lust and that you could control it. When he got upset, you didn’t behave like a man in lust, Zach. You behaved like a concerned boyfriend.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Wrong

“Don’t you remember how I was always all over you, wanting cuddles and hugs and your hands on me? I loved being close to you, loved your scent, even when you came from the gym and claimed that you smelled gross. I loved being your babe, your love, and your sweetheart. I “always loved touching you,” Harry said softly, licking his lips. He moved his hands from Adam’s shoulders and slipped them under Adam’s unbuttoned shirt. “Even when I was incapable of feeling arousal, I was still attracted to you so badly I felt the attraction even despite the bond, but I couldn’t quite understand what I felt until the bond broke completely.” Harry looked Adam in the eye, his face open and earnest. “I was ridiculously smitten with you. You were my sun and my moon and my stars. I wanted to make you happy. I “wanted to impress you. I wanted you to smile at me and call me love. I wanted you to say I was special to you, your only babe. I fell in love with you long before I was even capable of feeling lust.” Harry took Adam’s hand and brought it to his lips. “I love you,” he murmured. “I always have. The fact that I need you physically doesn’t negate the fact that I love you so very much. Because I do.” He nuzzled into Adam’s hand like a kitten. “I love you. I love you more than you can imagine. I don’t care what people back home will think of me because of our relationship. I want to be yours. I am yours. Your Harry.”
― Alessandra Hazard, That Alien Feeling

“He couldn’t deny that he was drawn to this boy, emotionally attracted to him in a way he’d never been to any woman, and that emotional attachment seemed to spill over and mutate into a physical need, his sexuality be damned. He wanted Sammy’s warmth and affection so much that he wanted to put himself inside the boy as deep as he could until he was Sammy’s entire world.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Shameless

“Roman couldn’t look away. Watching his thick cock fucking such an angelic, innocent face seemed beyond filthy and wrong. Despite the tears in his eyes as Roman’s cock choked him, the boy was hard, his slim fingers working furiously on his own erection. An angel and a whore. “Such”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Ruthless

“Slowly, Ksar dropped to one knee, and then the other, until he was kneeling in front of Seyn, who was staring at him, wide-eyed. Well aware that anyone spying on them could probably see him kneeling on the hard ground, Ksar took Seyn’s hand and brought their clasped hands to his right shoulder. Seyn took in a sharp breath, clearly recognizing the gesture: it had once been used by clan lords to swear fealty to their king. It had gone out of use thousands of years ago; it was considered too demeaning by modern standards.”
― Alessandra Hazard, That Irresistible Poison

“Should?" Ksar said. "I know you're new to this, but it's advisable to have sex only if there's a 'want' involved.”
― Alessandra Hazard, That Irresistible Poison

“Every thrust was harder and deeper, but he couldn’t fuck Tristan hard enough as he drank in the sight of him: his beautiful back and ass, and his own cock pistoning in and out of Tristan’s hole.”
― Alessandra Hazard, Just a Bit Wrong