Bhargavi > Bhargavi's Quotes

“I do not love men: I love what devours them.”
― André Gide, Prometheus Illbound

“Let me know which stars you prefer. The ones above you, or the ones I make you see.”
― H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“I want to slap him. But the asshole would probably like it, and then turn around and slap me back. And my dumbass self would probably like it, too.”
― H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“Meadows, baby. Our last name is Meadows.”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline

“Sneaking off with random men, little mouse? If I catch his hands anywhere near you, they’ll end up in your mailbox by morning. A”
― H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“I don’t care if I need to set this world on fire until there’s no one left but you and me. The world will burn around us, and I’ll gladly live in chaos with you as long as the only person that is a danger to you is me.”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline

“Zade,” he whispers against my lips. “That’s the only name that will ever leave your lips from now on, especially when you’re making that little pussy feel good. And when I’m making that pussy feel good, then you can call me God.”
― H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“I’m going to burn the entire fucking world down until I find her, and I don’t care who gets burnt.”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline

“Our mouths are touching the same spot,” she says shakily. “Does that count as kissing?”

“You tell me, little mouse. When I make you cry out for God, does that count as praying?”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline

“Run, if I catch you, I f-k you.”
― H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“You’re going to murder him too?”

“Of course I am. Slowly, too. Start with snipping the Achille’s heel so he can’t run, and then—”

“That's fucked up, you're going to jail,” she cuts in, disgust curling her lip. “Actually, I hope you go to prison and are sentenced to death.”

She turns with a snarl, but she doesn’t make it a step before my hand snaps out, capturing her arm and whipping her back around, directly into my chest.

Addie inhales sharply, her eyes dilating as I seize the back of her neck with one hand and grab her delectable ass with the other, lifting her up against my body.

"Will you be my last meal, baby?”
― H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“Meadows, baby. Our last name is Meadows.” “Yours. Don’t get ahead of yourself. You’ll be expected to beg.” There’s no stopping the savage grin from gracing my lips. “I love to beg.”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline

“An embarrassing scream escapes as he changes the angle of his hips and hits a spot that instantly makes my legs violently shake. “Oh my God,” I moan. And this time, I can’t stop my head from dropping back to the mirror behind me and my eyes from rolling backwards. “That's right, baby. I am your fucking God,” he growls before I feel his teeth sink into my neck.”
― H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“Just don’t forget to scream my name when you’re holding that showerhead to your pussy. You can come knowing that I’ll be shouting yours, too.”
― H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“You don’t need a cop to get me in handcuffs, baby. I’ll let you do anything you want to me.”
― H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“We’re going to burn down the world together.”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline

“She approaches me slowly. “Let’s run some scenarios. What do you do when a man asks you to get on your knees for him?”

“Get on my knees,” I answer, my voice hoarse.

“And when he tells you to unfasten his pants and take out his cock?”

“Do as he says.”

She nods, studying me closely.

“And then what?”

Bite his dick off.”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline

“At least you’ll end up marrying a rich man,” I comment. She pins me with a dry look. “Now I can never marry you. It’s my life’s purpose to disappoint her in every decision I make.” I arch a brow. “Don’t underestimate me, Addie. I’ll become a poor man for you.”
― H.D. Carlton, Hunting Adeline

“Per aspera ad astra.”
― Catharina Maura, Bittersweet Memories

“I’m fucking Irish Catholic, you dumb twat. I know what a goddamn apostle is. Who the fuck is he?”
― Jagger Cole, Vicious Hearts

“The woman you’ve been talking to alone in a bar, feeding alcohol to, and touching with your filthy fucking hands is my goddamn WIFE.”
― Jagger Cole, Stolen Hearts

“That’s it. Keep milking my cock with that greedy little pussy, princess,” he rasps into my ear. “Squeeze my big dick with your little cunt. Harder. Tighter. I want your pussy begging for my cum.”
― Jagger Cole, Deviant Hearts

“Let’s get one fucking thing straight,” Castle snaps, yanking me hard to his body. “You. Are. MINE.” My core quivers. “Not his,” he rasps. “Not any other man’s. And the next one who touches you as if that is not an iron-clad, irrefutable fact will not be getting back up again. Ever. Is that clear?”
― Jagger Cole, Stolen Hearts

“The only boundaries you’ll have with me are the motherfucking brick walls I put between you and any other man who even tries to touch you, look at you, or think about you.”
― Jagger Cole, Twisted Hearts

“Come for me,” he rasps into my ear. “Come for me knowing I’ll burn the goddamn world down just to have you in the ashes.” My vision dims. My eyes roll back as the wave begins to sweep me up and crash down over me. “Come for me knowing I’ll fucking kill for you. But most of all, Neve,” he snarls, ramming his cock so fucking deep that I crash over the edge. “Come for me because you’re fucking mine.”
― Jagger Cole, Deviant Hearts

“Because you’re going to be my fucking wife! And no one…” I hiss through clenched teeth. “No one touches you but me.” In a heartbeat, I eradicate the distance between her mouth and mine. And suddenly, for the very first time, I’m kissing her. Not just our first kiss. My first kiss. Ever. And when I taste the soft sweetness of Bianca’s lips, I’m not sure I’ll ever come up again for air.”
― Jagger Cole, Corrupted Heart

“I don’t give a fuck if your uncle is Jesus fucking Christ himself,” I snarl. “If you ever come near her again, I’ll cut your balls off and enjoy watching you choke on them when I ram them down your fucking throat.”
― Jagger Cole, Corrupted Heart

“Are you on birth control, Kitsune?” Damian growls as he bends over me and tugs my head up by the braid wrapped around his fist. My nipples are tight and electric against the cushioned bench beneath me, my knees shaking, my back sharply arched as his dick teases against my lips. “N-no...” I choke out. “I⁠—” “Good.”
― Jagger Cole, Emperor of Lust

“Let’s get one thing very fucking straight,” he growls, thrusting into me over and over, making my entire body shake. “No one touches you but me. No one fucks you but me.” A whine of pure pleasure erupts from me as he wraps his hand tight around my throat, biting my earlobe and pounding his cock into me. “Your little pussy, Kitten,” he snarls. “Belongs to me.”
― Jagger Cole, Poisonous Kiss

“That’s it,” he growls softly. “Let go. You’re mine, Freya. Every fucking part of you, including this messy little pussy. It isn’t even your pussy anymore,” he snarls darkly. “It’s my fucking pussy. And when I want it to come, it will fucking come, is that clear?”
― Jagger Cole, Emperor of Rage