Ethan Sullivan Quotes

“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

“Let’s just remember, Sullivan, that I want you for your smoked meats and your smoked meats only.”
He barked out a laugh. “Touché, Sentinel.”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“Well, I suppose I could follow his advice. Are you hungry?”
“Surprisingly enough, not at the moment.”
“Will miracles never cease?”
“Ha,” I said”
― Chloe Neill, Twice Bitten

“I'll have you in my bed again, Sentinel. And at my side. That is a promise.”
― Chloe Neill, Hard Bitten

“Don’t let my youthful good looks confuse you. I now have two lifetimes of experience”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Cold

“His(Luc) eyes widened appreciatively as he took in my dress, heels, hair. “You look beautiful.”
Ethan beat me to a response. “Thank you. But you should compliment Merit as well. She cleans up nicely.”
Luc snorted, glanced at me. “And you don’t look half-bad yourself, Sentinel.”
“Thank you, Luc. He’s just jealous. He prefers to be the arm candy.”
― Chloe Neill, Dark Debt

“He clearly wasn’t dissuaded, and stroked my jawline with his thumb. “You can run. You can keep running to the ends of the earth. But I won’t be far behind you.”
― Chloe Neill, Hard Bitten

“Go ahead,” I told him. “Go see your admirers. Sign some autographs. It’s good PR for the House.” He slid me a glance, smiled. “Not concerned one of the fans will try to sweep me away with words of love?” “Oh, they’ll try to sweep,” I said. “But I have no worries you’ll come back to me.” His smile was meltingly handsome. “Because I love you without measure?” “Of course,” I said. Also, I had the car keys.”
― Chloe Neill, Blood Games

“You know what I need?” I asked. “A chocolate fountain?” Ethan suggested. “A complete paper set of the Encyclopedia Britannica? A lifetime supply of grilled meat?” “I like all those ideas, but I was thinking a magical spray I can use on Mallory to wash the crazy off her.” “Like Lysol for evil?” Paige asked.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Cold

“Ethan sidled next to me, a hand propped on the shelf. “Come here often?” he said. “Excuse me?” “I see you’re here in this”—he gestured at the shelves—“library all alone. You must be a student here?” He traced a fingertip down the hollow of my throat, lifting goose bumps on my arms. Since my mind hardly worked when he did things like that, it took a moment for his words to register. Was he initiating a bout of role-playing … about a library? “Ethan Sullivan,” I marveled. “You have a library fantasy.” He smiled slyly. “I have a doctoral-student-turned-vampire fantasy.”
― Chloe Neill, House Rules

“I believe I’ve got it covered,” Malik said with an admirably straight face and smooth tone. “But I wouldn’t mind taking a break before getting to the next round. Grabbing a bite to eat.”
Ethan glanced at me, questioning eyebrow arched. Have you infected him?
You’re hilarious, I said.”
― Chloe Neill, Dark Debt

“Liege,” I said deferentially. “She’s more obsequious to you than she ever has been to me,” Ethan observed with a tilted eyebrow. “Better leadership skills,” Malik said with a smile,”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Cold

“I will have both of you," he said. "My Sentinel and my city. And the GP will learn exactly how stubborn we both can be.”
― Chloe Neill, Wild Things

“We need to give you two a couple name,” I said, taking a seat on the opposite side of the table. “Lucsey, perhaps?” Luc didn’t bat an eyelash; he simply turned a page of the newspaper. “Call us what you want, Sentinel. We already have a name for you.” That was alarming. Not that there was a way to avoid it, but I wasn’t sure I wanted them discussing my relationship around the Ops Room table. “No, you don’t.” “Yes, we do.” Lindsey stirred her spoon noisily around the walls of the yogurt cup to get the remaining drops. “You’re Methan.” “We’re what?” “Methan. Merit and Ethan. Methan.”
― Chloe Neill, House Rules

“The man was walking power and confidence, and he was all mine. “Seriously,” Lindsey whispered, “well done.” “I know, right?”
― Chloe Neill, House Rules

“Because sometimes women cry when there’s good news. Tears of relief. You know, catharsis.” His expression was utterly blank. “Haven’t you ever cried when you, I don’t know, you get a new batch of that fancy stationery you like with the watermarks on it?” He looked bewildered. “That’s what you think I’d cry tears of relief about?” “You do like your office supplies.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Bad

“Ethan chuckled. “It hasn’t escaped my attention, Sentinel, that you cringe every time I mention our future.” “I don’t cringe. I only cringe when you pretend-propose.” He had a penchant for going down on bended knee—and straightening a hem or helping me with a shoe. “Nobody finds that amusing.” “I find it excessively amusing. You do realize, don’t you, that the proposal won’t always be fake?”
― Chloe Neill, Blood Games

“I took a moment before heading inside to share the evening’s most important news in a quick text to Mallory: ETHAN EATS TOAST WITH A FORK. It took a moment before she responded. DARTH SULLIVAN = PRETENTIOUS HOTTIE, she responded.”
― Chloe Neill, House Rules

“It’s your job to be worried,” I said lightly, squeezing his hand. “That’s why we pay you the big bucks. Which you are apparently going to hand over to the NAC in order to keep that car in the garage.” “Never fear, Sentinel. I will still be able to keep you in bacon.” “Damn right,” I said. “You know your priorities.” Ethan rolled his eyes and slapped me on the butt.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Bad

“I had a sense of your passion when we met, Merit. When you first stormed into my House with fire in your eyes.” “That wasn’t fire. That was sheer, unmitigated fury.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Bad

“If you use the word ‘halt,’ I will hit you.” “Not halt,” he breathlessly said. “Upstairs. Now.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Cold

“Ethan groaned. “To business already, Sentinel? So much for, ‘Good morning, Liege. I love you, Liege.’” He managed a remarkably bad imitation of my voice, then feigned sweeping hair over his shoulder. “I don’t do that.” “You do,” he said, grinning. “But my larger point still stands.” I rolled my eyes but sat up, sheet strategically around my breasts, and smiled at him. “Good morning, Liege,” I said in a husky voice. “I love you, Liege.” “That’s more like it,” he said.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Bad

“An image of Luc’s face flashed on my screen, his finger waggling. “Time to go outside!” it said. “Time to go outside!” I tried to silence it, reduce the volume, and turn off the phone, but to no avail. Luc had definitely created a reminder for our outdoor guarding duties—and there was no way to turn it off. I grimaced at the phone and showed it to Ethan. “We have a monster on our hands.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Bad

“Phones on, and stay alert,” Luc said. “And tell Jonah we said hello.” “Lucas,” Ethan politely said, “kiss my ass.”
― Chloe Neill, Blood Games

“He wants you,” Lindsey said. “Physically and otherwise. Maybe you only need to remind him that you can handle yourself.” “How?” “Girl, you’re the Sentinel of this House, and you’ve been trained by Catcher and Luc and Ethan. He’s in the training room right now. Get down there and kick his ass.” I smiled slyly. Now, that was a plan that made sense.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Cold

“You’ll be careful out there?” Ethan asked. A line of worry appeared between his eyes. “I will. But we’re just going for pizza. And Luc knows where I’ll be, just in case of a zombie apocalypse.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Bad

“I’d seen Ethan walk through smoke and ash before, emerge through a cloud of magic and fire. We’d been lovers then, when I’d thought him dead. But we hadn’t loved. Not like this. Not like we did now. I’d grieved when he was gone, but this would have killed me. Because now he was my eternity.”
― Chloe Neill

“I will goddamned see you naked under much more auspicious circumstances before the year is up.”
― Chloe Neill

“I’m going to change clothes.” Ethan lay down on the bed, one arm behind his head, ankles crossed. “All right,” he said. “I’m ready.” “Dirty. Old. Man.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Bad

“I’m here,” he said. “Be still.”
― Chloe Neill, Biting Bad