Dorian And Ashaya Quotes

“Where did you get the control sample?" A flash of dark heat raced through him and he knew himself well enough to identify it as a dose of pure jealousy.
"From Tamsyn." A pause, as if she was debating whether to continue. "I know you'd react negatively if I approached a make. You're... possessive."
"Sugar, I'm way past possessive." His voice was no longer fully human.”
― Nalini Singh, Hostage to Pleasure

“People always say it's changelings who most crave touch, but that's not the truth. A long time ago, long before Silence, Psy craved it more than any other."
He let her words was over him like affectionate rain. His mate, his mate, was trying to temper his grief, trying to tell him they weren't so very different after all.”
― Nalini Singh, Hostage to Pleasure

“Don't call her Tally in front of Clay", Dorian said, thinking of the small human female who loved Clay so desperately. "He's a little territorial."
Lucas's eyes flicked to Ashaya. "So are you."
Dorian wanted to bare his teeth, warn Lucas off against interfering. "Yeah, I am.”
― Nalini Singh, Hostage to Pleasure

“Tammy's eyes widened. "Oh, my God, Dorian, it's not only lust, is it? You're starting to fall for her. She matters."
Tammy was wrong, Dorian thought, looking out and into the yard again.
The truth was, he'd already fallen for her.”
― Nalini Singh, Hostage to Pleasure

“No buts, nothing. You have the ability to piss me off without even trying, but I'll fucking take a gun to my head before I lay a hand on you. You clear on that?”
― Nalini Singh, Hostage to Pleasure

“Fuck!" Sweat rolled down his spine as he covered the remaining distance at extreme speed.
She wasn't allowed to die, he thought, his rage dark red flame. Not until he'd flushed this vicious hunger for her from his system.”
― Nalini Singh, Hostage to Pleasure

“The sole thing that had kept him from going on and hunting her down had been an enraged defiance against a sexual pull that had begun to turn into an obsession.”
― Nalini Singh, Hostage to Pleasure

“Attracted to one of the Silent?
His mouth set in a grim line. He'd cut off his own balls before he accepted that.”
― Nalini Singh, Hostage to Pleasure