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“Do you understand what I’m offering you?"
"Do you understand that it’s not 1815?"
"It’s not unusual for Masters to have Consorts."
"Yes, and your current Consort’s in my kitchen right now. If you need . . . relieving, talk to her."
"As much as it pains me to say it, Amber isn’t you."
"I don’t even know what that means. Should I—What? Be flattered that while you don’t like me, you’re willing to sacrifice just to get into my pants?”
― chloe neill, Some Girls Bite

“You undo me, Merit. Wholly and completely. You don't take me at my word. You challenge me at every opportunity. And that means when I'm with you, I am less than the head of this House...and I am more than the head of this House. I am a man." He stroked my cheeks with his thumbs. "In my very, very long life, I need you more than I have ever needed anything.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“He paused, then tapped a finger against the box. “This is a wish,” he said quietly, “that even after four hundred years of existence, a man can be strong enough to accept the gifts he’s given.”
“Ethan—,” I began, but he shook his head.
“I’m prepared to wait for a positive response.”
“That’s going to take a while.”
Ethan lifted a single eyebrow, a grin lifting one corner of his mouth. “Sentinel, I am immortal.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“He's twenty-nine. And what did you think he was going to look like?"
She shrugged.
"You know-old. Grizzled. Long white beard. Scruffy robes. Loveable, smart, a little absent minded."
I bit back a grin.
" I said 'sorcerer,' not 'Dumbledore.' So he's hot. It could be worse.”
― Chloe Neill, Some Girls Bite

“As we left the kitchen, I asked, “Can I hold your sword today?”
Catcher glanced back over his shoulder and lifted a brow.
“The sword,” I corrected. “The sword.”
We’ll see.”
― Chloe Neill, Some Girls Bite

“I wanted what most people wanted—love, companionship.
I wanted someone to touch. I wanted someone to touch me back.
I wanted someone to laugh with, someone who would laugh with me, laugh at me.
I wanted someone who looked and sawme . Not my power, not my position.
I wanted someone to say my name. To call out, “Merit,” when it was time to go, or when we arrived.
Someone who wanted to say to someone else, with pride, “I’m here with her. With Merit.”
I wanted all those things. Indivisibly.
But I didn’t want them from Morgan.”
― Chloe Neill, Friday Night Bites

“Stop. That was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened."
"No?"
"No."
"I could offer you more.”
"What?”
"Power. Access. Rewards. You’d need be available only to me.”
"Are you asking me to be your mistress?”
"Yes.”
"Oh, my God.”
"Is that a yes?”
"No, Ethan, Jesus. Definitely not.”
― Chloe Neill, Some Girls Bite

“It is an apology,” he said, “for not believing in you . . . or in us. Yesterday, I thought I’d lost you, and then we fought together,” he said. “I pushed you away for fear of what our relationship would do, could do, to this House. And then we protected this House together. That is the true measure of what we could do.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“You’re crude.”
"I’m crude?”
"You just offered to make me your whore.”
"To be the Consort of a Master vampire is an honor, Initiate, not an insult.”
"It’s an insult to me. I’m not going to be your—anyone’s—sexual outlet. When that . . . happens for me, when I meet him, I want partnership. Love. You don’t trust me enough for the former, and I’m not even sure you’re capable of the latter.”
― chloe neill, Some Girls Bite

“Jeff, I have a problem.”
“I’m glad you’ve finally realized I’m your answer, Merit.”
― Chloe Neill, Friday Night Bites

“Well?”
“Well, what?” I waved a hand at the room.
“Start genuflecting. Let’s see some knee action.”
“You’re serious.” I lifted my brows.
He responded in kind, but finally nodded his head, then walked between the couches. He dropped to one knee, then held out his hands.

“I’m monumentally sorry for the pain and humiliation that I caused you and your—”
“Both knees.”
“Pardon?”
“I’d prefer to see both knees on the ground. I mean, if you’re going to grovel, be the best groveler you can, right?”
― Chloe Neill, Some Girls Bite

“It's stupid, I know. I have this thing, this idea. This bullshit 'Mr. Darcy' idea, about the one that changes his mind. That comes back for me. And I'll look up some night, and he'll be there in front of me. And he'll stare at me and say, "It was you. It was always you.”
― Chloe Neill

“Always remember," he whispered to me, "that you are an uncommon soldier, whatever they say. And you are quite a thing to behold.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“A slap wouldn’t have pulled me out of the trance any faster.”
― Chloe Neill, Some Girls Bite

“Lindsey patted my arm. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s about time you two made the beast with two backs.”
I had to work to form words. “There are so many things wrong with that statement, I don’t know where to start.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“Catcher snorted. “If we’re not playing naked Twister, we’re wasting our waking hours.”
“Yep,” Mallory said as she tugged him down the sidewalk, “that’s the love of my life. He’s a romantic at heart.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“Say what you had to about Ethan, but the boy filled a library very, very well.
Okay—arguably, that wasn’t the only thing he filled out well, but let’s stay on track.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“And then his voice echoed through my head. Merit.
He silently called my name, even as he stood beside her.
Liege? I answered back.
His eyes glinted. Don’t call me that.
There is nothing else for me to call you. You are my employer.That is the deal we’ve struck.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“Awkwardness, thy name is vampire.”
― Chloe Neill, Friday Night Bites

“He stopped me with his hand at my jaw, thumb against my chin. “Sometimes, people must adapt. Immortality doesn’t make the things we love less important; it means we must learn to treasure them.Protect them.”

I swallowed hard and made myself lift my gaze to him, fear and joy and more fear bursting in my chest.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“Eventually, the room was cleared, and we stood there together, chests heaving, a spray of shifters and humans on the floor in front of us. We weren’t entirely undamaged—I’d taken a bruising shot to my right thigh, and Ethan had slices across his belly where he’d been caught with the edge of a bar of steel broken from someone’s office chair.

But we were alive.

We glanced over at each other. I was just about to speak, but before I could get out words, his hand was at the back of my head, his mouth pressing against mine. The intensely possessive kiss left me gasping for breath, but even as he pulled back, his fingers stayed knotted in the back of my hair.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“Was I not tempting enough?” I asked him. “Not classy enough?”

I didn’t expect him to answer, but he did. And that was almost worse. “There’s nothing wrong with you.”

He’d stood up and slipped his hands into his pockets. I met his gaze and saw the green fire in his eyes. “You’re perfect—beautiful, intelligent, intractable in a kind of . . . attractive way. Headstrong, but a good strategist. An amazing fighter.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“We shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Why,” he asked, “should we not be dancing?”
“It’s not real.”
“It could be.”
― Chloe Neill, Friday Night Bites

“You’re quiet this evening,” he said.

I pasted on a pleasant smile. “It’s been a long week. I’m just trying to relax.” And I was trying to avoid more drama. He was quiet for two or three minutes, during which the two of us stood there together, black-clad vampires moving around us. “I can tell something’s bothering—”

We had sex and you bailed, I silently thought, and now your contrition is driving me crazy. “I was just enjoying the music.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“What’s this?”
“An apology, of sorts.”
I made a moue, but slipped the lid from the top . . . and then my breath left me.
Inside the box sat a baseball, its well-worn white leather marked by the signatures of every Cubs player from the team. It was just like the one I’d had—just like the one I’d told him about the night we made love.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“Some minutes or hours or days later, when I lay boneless and well satisfied, Ethan raised his gaze to mine again. His eyes were silver, his fangs descended. "There is no going back," he said, "Not after this.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“She has a point, Liege.”
Ethan clucked his tongue. “Captain of my Guards and he carries the standard of my Sentinel. Oh, how quickly they turn.”
“You’re first in my heart, Liege.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“Catcher shrugged, refolded the paper, and stuffed it back into his pocket. "Anyone wanna dance?"

"Oh, Jesus," Mallory muttered.

"Dance?" I asked. "I could dance. I need to change, but I can dance." I could always dance. My hips didn't lie.

Mallory tucked her tongue into her cheek, then gave Catcher a look of mock irritation. "Nice going, Gandalf. You'll rile her up, and I'll never get her tucked in. You wanna give her candy and caffeine while you're at it?”
― Chloe Neill

“Dear God,”
“It should be illegal for smug vampires to look that good,” Lindsey said, clucking her tongue.
“That is so true,” I agreed, thinking a little less hotness would make my relationship with Ethan a lot simpler.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“It's either food or blood, Ethan.And given thats it's just me and you in this car right now, food would be considerably less complicated, don't you think?”
― Chloe Neill, Friday Night Bites