Alpha Hero Quotes

“Ben was in his truck, window down, idling at the curb, dark lenses hiding his eyes from her, looking effortlessly big and badass.
The way she wished she felt.”
― Jill Shalvis, Once in a Lifetime

“Do not push me,” she warned in a shaky voice.

“Och, but I will.” He shifted on his booted feet, pushed his hips harder against hers, until she felt a part of the wall. A part of him. “You lifted a blade to me, Katarina. I’m going to push you hard.”
― Kris Kennedy, Claiming Her

“Sweetheart, I have no intention of denying you a thing.”
― Rebecca Brooks, Make Me Stay

“You’re going to let her wander into someone else’s arms? There’s another man who could protect her better than you? Well, if that’s true—”
― Cristin Harber, Winters Heat

“It didn’t matter that she didn’t live here, that a relationship was out of the question. It was probably because a relationship wouldn’t happen that he could let himself get this close. He wrapped his arms tighter around her as though this were all that existed in the world. Just the two of them, the mountain, the clean winter air. The taste of her tongue on his lips.”
― Rebecca Brooks, Make Me Stay

“I will give you my days... but, my dear sorceress, your nights are mine.”
― Bec McMaster, Shadowbound

“I can’t deny that I’m falling for this rugged mountain man who barks commands at me.”
― Olivia T. Turner, Mountain Man Taken

“An arrow isn't the only thing I shoot straight. If you ever come near my wife, you'll be hauled off in a body bag.”
― Lucy McConnell, The Protective Groom

“So that we're clear," Perry said, "I don't care if it means everyone on this earth loses any chance of surviving. If you mention her to me again, I will take your head off and watch your blood pool at my feet.”
― Veronica Rossi, Into the Still Blue

“These mountains are mine. What’s in them is mine.”
I gulp as he stares at me with a heated possessive gaze.
“And that includes me?”
“Yes. That includes you.”
― Olivia T. Turner, Mountain Man Taken

“Sara: You have no scruples about taking a woman from the man you believe she loves?
Nick: I'd take you from my own brother. I don't give a damn how I get you, so long as I do.”
― Charlotte Lamb

“At night too, she puzzled at the mystery of her desperate need for kindness. As other girls prayed for handsomeness in a lover, or for wealth, or for power, or for poetry, she had prayed fervently: let him be kind.”
― Anaïs Nin

“Sara: "You have no scruples about taking a woman from the man you believe she loves?"
Nick: "I'd take you from my own brother. I don't give a damn how I get you, so long as I do.”
― Charlotte Lamb, Fever

“What would you know about desire, my little innocent? You must be shocked by your own reactions. That boy you weep for has never truly managed to stir up your curiosity about certain things, has he?"

She swallowed and looked away from him in inexplicable embarrassment. "If you must know, Hedon always treated me with respect, and he never tried to cross my boundaries."

"All the better for him," the reigh murmured. "I do appreciate the fact he kept his hands to himself. If he had touched you in the same way I have, my sweet, I assure you his death would have been a lot more painful and uglier than what you have witnessed.”
― Astrid Jane Ray, The Queen of Aessarion

“Isydoris shot Azhrael an incredulous glare and whispered in dismay, “You are going to have a man gutted alive for spreading gossip?!”

“No, of course not. Gutting him alive is not enough. I have also ordered them to cut out his tongue,” he joked in a calm tone, then turned deadly serious. “Nobody speaks ill of my woman.”

Isydoris shook her head in numb disbelief. “But what would be the point of such barbaric punishment? This man will die, and people will continue to talk. Even you cannot silence every malicious tongue in the empire.”

“Watch me,” he proclaimed with firm determination. “My sweet, it remains to be seen what I cannot accomplish by the sheer force of my will. I do not care how much blood needs to be spilled, but the commoners will learn to utter your name with caution and respect. I shall settle for nothing less.”
― Astrid Jane Ray, The Queen of Aessarion

“His control, confidence, and command in the bedroom was something to behold.”
― Nicky Fox, My Hookup Girl

“You know, they say if you put a frog in a pot of boiling water, it'll jump right back out," he says. "But if you put a frog in a pot of cool water and steadily raise the temperature, it'll stay right where it is, like nothing is happening. You get where I'm going with this?”
― J.M. Darhower, Target on Our Backs

“Was he safe? He was fierce and frightening and sexy in a badass way that triggered her horrific taste in men. There was no softness in his gaze or in his tone. He moved with precision and eerie quiet. He moved like a killer.”
― Cindy Skaggs, Survive By The Team

“Let me fuck you every night for the rest of our lives, until death do us part.”
― M.L. Rodriguez, More Than Enough

“Nico, however, is completely unaffected. It’s almost as though he has a fence around him, topped with barbed wire. No one comes near unless he calls for them. I want to cut that fence with a chain saw before punching him in the face. The fact that he’s not distressed like I am or suffering from a case of blue balls is infuriating.”
― Jessica Ruben, Light My Fire

“I took her to a place called Malone's, which was a hole in the wall that served beer, a few kinds of pub food, and not much else. It sucked, but it was on the outskirts of town and it was frequented by losers. I knew we wouldn't see anyone we knew. I also knew that it would be open, because just like me, the losers would have nowhere else to go.”
― Julie Kriss, Make Me Beg

“There’s a nagging notion down deep in my soul, that for the first time in my entire life, I’ve found a woman I can give myself completely too.”
― Kat Long, Noelle

“Saskia...my god,Saskia..i`ve dreamed of making love to you so often over the past two years,I´m afraid you will vanish the way you do in my dreams.I´m afraid i`m going to wake up and find you gone again"

-Domenico Alessandros”
― Charlotte Lamb, Dark Fate

“The air between us feels alive, and the grin that I've been wearing since I spotted her deepens as my cock gets hard at the thought that nothing stands between us now. I could pull her into my arms, slide my hands inside her shirt to feel her soft silky skin while I bury my nose in her neck and whisper how happy I am to see her again. ”
― Jessika Klide, Ground Zero

“Fear is my due from my subjects and slaves, but not from you, my little reighess. I have not waged a war across the seven kingdoms to make your life by my side miserable.”
― Astrid Jane Ray, The Queen of Aessarion

“A long, black cloak with embroidered golden edges fell from his broad shoulders, and she could see the large, firm muscles rippling under the thick layer of dark damask fabric. The glistening strands of his sleek ebony hair fell across his forehead in flawless disarray, accentuating the amazing bone structure of his harmoniously proportional face. The copper-colored rings around his charcoal irises shone brighter than ever. His gaze was positively hypnotic. Everything about him radiated ethereal sophistication and supernatural dominance. Just as the rumors had said, this man was no human emperor. He was an omnipotent, divine creature that breathed complete perfection.”
― Astrid Jane Ray, The Queen of Aessarion

“Little one, though I do not think you are making a prudent decision, I will respect your wishes,” he relented in a quiet voice. “But know this. If a single hair goes missing from your head in my absence, I am going to start a war of epic proportions and punish everyone involved in causing you pain.”
― Astrid Jane Ray, The Queen of Aessarion

“Stop, Wren,” she sobbed, her eyes wide as she watched. “We’ll both die. Go back down. Please. I beg you. Leave me.”
“Never in a hundred thousand years,” he growled, his jaw clenched so tight he thought it would break.”
― Fenna Edgewood, Lady Briar Weds the Scot

“They were close enough that she could finally see him clearly.
Her eyes took in the sight of the Scot, standing tall in full Highland dress.
“Oh, delightful,” she muttered to herself. She was at her worst, with seaweed hair streaming water, while Wren had apparently decided to put on his Sunday best.
And didn’t he look absolutely magnificent!
If her heart had not already been doing troublesome things before, it was pounding in brazen excitement as she looked at him now.
This was her husband. Dear Lord. This was her husband.
He was always a very striking man. The cleft of his chin. His sturdy Roman nose. The softness of his dark, sooty lashes over those gorgeous blue eyes. His height, his breadth, his width. His girth? Briar almost giggled. Shush, she told herself.
But now? Gracious, he was unbearably handsome.
There was something about a man in a kilt. Especially the way Wren was wearing it. The dark green Renfrew plaid, shot through with its strands of red and white and gold, was already a lovely thing. Against Wren's form, contrasted against his dark hair, it was a god's finery. Every pleat, every fold fitting his leanly muscled physique.
She swallowed hard, then took another step.”
― Fenna Edgewood, Lady Briar Weds the Scot

“This is how she’d looked while standing in front of Reece Caldwell, the sexiest man to ever walk the halls of the high school?”
― Christine Miles