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“Nikolai’s expression softened. “I understand. This seemed a hells of a lot more black and white to me too before you arrived. You would become a Skolov. You would accept your role as my omega and fated mate and embrace what is between us. Justice would be served, revenge doled out, and the Skolov family secured. But now…” He wrapped his hand around her wrist and drew her closer, his thumb skimming back and forth over the sensitive pulse point. “Now that I see how much it’s tearing you apart,” he pounded his chest with his other hand, “and I feel it here, it’s not so easy, after all.”

Her heart beat a little faster. She fell a little harder.”
― Alison Aimes, Ruthless King

“I have never said this to anyone before.” Leo’s voice was like ragged velvet. “But the idea of you with child is the most insanely arousing thing I’ve ever imagined. Your belly all swollen, your breasts heavy, the funny little way you would walk … I would worship you. I would take care of your every need. And everyone would know that I’d made you that way, that you belonged to me.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Married by Morning

“Captain Phelan,” Cam asked, choosing his words with care. “Have you come to ask for our consent to marry Beatrix?”
Christopher shook his head.

“If I decide to marry Beatrix, I’ll do it with or without your consent.”

Leo looked at Cam. “Good God,” he said in disgust. “This one’s worse than Harry.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Love in the Afternoon

“I beg your pardon?” Catherine interrupted. “Are you implying that women have poor judgment?”

“In these matters, yes.” Leo gestured to Christopher. “Just look at the fellow, standing there like a bloody Greek god. Do you think she chose him because of his intellect?”

“I graduated from Cambridge,” Christopher said acidly. “Should I have brought my diploma?”

“In this family,” Cam interrupted, “there is no requirement of a university degree to prove one’s intelligence. Lord Ramsay is a perfect example of how one has nothing to do with the other.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Love in the Afternoon

“Please come to me, Cat, because there's no surviving you. You don't have to love me back. You don't have to be mine. Just let me be yours.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Married by Morning

“Donna has always been headstrong, always acted quickly and decisively. Which is a fine quality when you are right, but a liability when you are wrong. It’s great to be the fastest runner, but not when you’re running in the wrong direction.”
― Richard Osman, The Thursday Murder Club

“...There are silly, proper tears now. I'll let them fall. If you don't cry sometimes, you'll end up crying all the time.”
― Richard Osman, The Thursday Murder Club

“If you fail to prepare, you prepare to fail.”
― Richard Osman, The Thursday Murder Club

“Lavi said that you should just suck his cock,” she laughed. “That will tell him everything he needs to know and make him worship the ground you walk on. Like I said, males are simple like that.”
― Zoey Draven, Captive of the Horde King

“I can’t believe this. I’m marrying a child. And not a normal child—a demon hellspawn, like Chucky, or the Children of the Corn . . .”
― Sophie Lark, Brutal Prince

“Our relationship has proceeded in such a funny, backward way. Marriage first. Then sex. Then getting to know each other. And finally...whatever it is. A feeling of warmth and desire and affection and connection spreads through my chest, a feeling that burns and grows stronger by the moment, especially when I glance over at the man sitting next to me.

I can't believe it.

I think I'm falling in love.”
― Sophie Lark, Brutal Prince

“You know why I named you Atlas?” He tilts his head. There’s more salt and pepper in his dark hair lately.
It gives him a wisdom I hope I can earn someday.

“Because I carry the weight of the world.”

“No. Because I wanted you to know you’re strong enough to carry the weight of any burden you deem worthy. Not every burden’s yours to bear.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“As a rule, I don’t fill my stomach. I don’t dare let myself get to a healthy weight where my body could be like, hey, aren’t we supposed to be doing that puberty thing?”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“I was thirteen when I figured out this trick.

My pre-awakening came early. Even then, I kicked my own ass to relieve stress. When I caught the first baby whiff of my omega perfume, I panicked, just ran and kept running, knowing that as soon as I started to mature, I’d be on the auction block.

A toy for alphas who’ll never see me as a real girl.

I ran so hard, so long, and so fast that the pheromones went away.

When my perfume came back, a track workout sent that shit packing.

The next day, I danced for eight hours and my hormones heard the message. We’re not doing this awakening thing.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“An omega in heat is a mindless creature, all need and no logic. We crave sex and security. The bite of our alpha. Knots and sweet nothings.

It’s supposed to be bliss when you have it all.

The cozy nest and the pack of growly protective alphas bending over backward, sideways, and doggy style to make you scream and make you smile.

If they’re a scent match—your true, destined, meant-to-be-mates—you’ll spend your whole lives craving to be together, craving each other in a way that demands constant closeness and kisses. Their pheromones and attention melt you into goo, and yours turn them into loyal knights dedicated to satisfying your every need.

I know better.

That dream’s a sales pitch, and I’m not buying.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“Craig licks his lips like he’d dieì> to suck one of Scorpio Wyvern’s combat-booted toes. I wish Scorpio would turn and give the guy the attention he’s panting for, but Scorpio’s too busy watching me with an alpha intensity that makes me want to fold myself into origami.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“Honestly, it’s exactly what I’ve always expected.

Further proof that I’m an asset and not a person.

My body isn’t even my own.

Not awakened? No problem.

We’ll stick you full of this toxic hormone cocktail and force your awakening in a way so painful they give omegas a stick to bite. No painkillers, because those could negate the effect.

A fucking stick.

Oh, and no doubt they’ll add the cost to my debt.

Assholes.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“When we’re drunk on my heat pheromones, the five of us would fuck anything from a key lime pie to a tree bole, but when the madness dies, I’m always left wondering if our pack has chemistry or just convenience.

I don’t even know if I wantì> them all to want me, but my hormones are so fucked up that my switch is forever flipped to possessive bitch.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“But the wind shifts, blowing their scents straight into my lungs.

My blood turns to liquid fire.

I choke on the scents clawing inside me.

Leather. Smoke. Oranges. Cedar.

The little mouse I’ve spent my life beating down perks up from her long hibernation. Wide awake, she sends my body into a fever, ready to claim what’s ours.

Four alphas.

Mine.

My alphas.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“My pack should be in charge of outfitting me now, but we all know they’re not going to give me shit.

They don’t want me.

Which shouldn’t hurt, because I also don’t want them, but no one ever said omega instincts make sense.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“I know what this means.

A scent match.

Destiny. Fate. My meant-to-be mates.

Omegas have an extra fail-safe when it comes to finding our matches. We don’t need to be awakened to recognize their scents.

To them, my scent is nothing.

To me, theirs is everything I can never have.

I refuse to let them recognize me, to see me any deeper than they already have when it felt like they were staring into my soul.

If they figure out what I am, I’ll be trapped with a pack that would rather see me dead than in their beds.

I refuse to be bound, let alone become a home-wrecker. After years of bullshit omega brawls, the last thing I’ll ever do is steal another omega’s mate. If anyone had bothered to mention—oh, by the way, we’re placing you in a pack that already has a mated omega—I never would’ve signed that offer.

Never ever.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“Babydoll.” Finn’s voice is so fucking husky it could pull a sled. “I’ll feed you all night if you keep making those sounds.”

I blush.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“Just don’t rock the boat.”

Me?

I’m the motherfucking captain of the S.S. Do Not Disturb. It’s a stealth ship, slipping silently over the waves, bothering no one, and hopefully someday soon, fading into the mist, never to be seen again.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“I go rigid.

I don’t like being touched, being covered in a man’s scent before I even know his name.

“Put her down, Max,” Scorpio barks. “You’re making her uncomfortable.”

“Truly?” Holding me a foot off the floor, he lifts me out like he’s checking out a picture frame. “My bad. I was too excited to meet my daughter-in-law.”

The bottom falls out of my stomach, probably making an acid stain on the carpet.

Daughter-in-law?”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“Lilah’s inevitable.” Scorpio claps a hand on my shoulder. “Take good care of her, son. She’s your future.”

Fuck.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“My jaw stings, but the hit’s the kind that’ll bruise hard and fade fast.

It’s weird.

The hits that don’t bruise, the ones that are the easiest to hide? Those are the ones that always hurt the most.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“Omegas aren’t built for restraint. We want what we want, and we want it thirty seconds ago.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“I don’t want to be theirs.

I don’t want to be anyone’s until I can try on what it’s like to be myself, because all this time, I feel like I haven’t met the real, actual Lilah. The girl I might’ve become if Mom hadn’t thrown me away.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“If I’m a princess, I look like one who’s so far down the line, I’ll only inherit the throne if a plague kills off the entire royal family.

I look like I’ve already survived a few plagues, with dark circles under my eyes and too-hollow cheeks and collarbones.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One

“I’m already on loan,” Lilah says, nibbling around my roll.

“Rent to own.” Finn nods.”
― Lola Rock, Pack Darling: Part One