Mmm Quotes

“Water drinkers perceive nothing but the crude and material appearance of things, while intoxication, on the contrary, dulls the eyes of the body and brightens those of the soul.”
― Gérard de Nerval

“Your soul rages. You cannot control your spirits within your body, so you need this to force others to your will." The king stepped boldly toward Meklos, holding the dragonstaff in front of him, the Eye shining even in the dim light of the temple chamber. "You need this---this crutch to compel the great spirits, and they rebel against you, Meklos! They are fighting you and calling the gods' displeasure against you. Your life is diminished by the length of this rod!”
― Tracy Hickman Laura Hickman, Mystic Empire

“Are you sure? What about your grandmother?”
He shrugged as though it didn’t matter, and a beaming smile splayed across his mouth. “I’ll be out here with you when I come out.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Why did you come out when you knew how your family would react?” I murmured, wrapping my arms around his waist. I brushed my lips the length of Lock’s neck.
“Because I didn’t want to hide. I hated acting like I was someone I wasn’t.”
“I never did thank you for that sub.”
Lock laughed. “Adan, you’ve thanked me a hundred times over.”
“I don’t recall.”
“Every time we’re together, or when you kiss me, it’s a constant reminder of how we met, and I wouldn’t exchange that for anything.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“I-I can’t sleep and I was going for a walk when I noticed the truck moving… and then I found you two and, um, I mean—”
Lockland cut him off midsentence with a calm, serious tone. “Jay?”
Jay’s gaze shot up to Lockland’s.
“Spit it out!”
“I was wondering if I could… I-I don’t know… join you?”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“You’re scared of sharing me in case you lose me?” - Adan”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“How do you know my name?” I asked as he lowered his weight beside me.
“We go to the same school. And why are you hiding your face? You never do that.”
― Shaye Evans

“You know, we can still put that suit to use, though.” I glanced toward the truck and Lock’s face lit up as I closed the distance between us.
“What happened to needing a shower?”
“Showers are overrated,” I whispered, holding his gaze through the visor. “Plus,” I turned my head to look down the hall, “Jay is down there now.”
“That’d be right. Let me just hang up my hat.” He was pulling away when I caught his wrist.
“Nuh-uh. Keep the helmet. I want to be with my firefighter.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Lie on your stomach,” I ordered between kisses.
He pulled away. “Why?”
“Just do it.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Fuck… that was…”
“Good?” I grinned, licking my lips, looking up at him.
“Shit yeah!” Jay wailed.”
― Shaye Evans, Seduction Squad

“Even after six years, he was still turned on by the bastard, still desperate to kiss his lips and see how it felt to kiss him into submission, until he saw him as more than a loser geek.
He wanted to taste his tongue, to touch his abs and stroke his cock; do all the things that it was so wrong to want to do to him. Wrong because of Ben, because of his love for Ben,
because he barely knew Jaxton, back then and now.
What the hell was wrong with him?”
― Elaine White, The Cellist

“Cade drew in a stuttered breath. “Fuckers. Gotta stop doing that.” “Doing what?” Vic asked. Cade closed his eyes and murmured, “Taking my breath away,” like it was the most obvious thing in the world.”
― S.E. Jakes

“Cade sounds like someone I need to meet. I’ve been hearing his name an awful lot.” “Because he’s an awful lot of trouble,” Tegan told him. “Best ones usually are, Teegs.”
― S.E. Jakes

“good”
― Testy McTesterson, @here Seriously tho who broke alpha?

“Finlay snorted. "Fuck, if you keep on being so precious I'm really going to fall for you."
Folke froze in the midst of moving away to shrug off his chore coat. Both his lovers had grown silent and the air taut with uncertainty. Maybe even regret.
He wanted to ask, did you mean to say that?
More urgently, do you mean it?
Blurted, "Then my plan is falling into place.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“I’ve had a wonderful time, he wanted to say. Hoping Darach would catch the hint, that he wanted to continue, but elsewhere. Preferably in the privacy of their home.
“This wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be,” Folke blurted instead.
Thank goodness his lover had a sense of humour, expelling it against his mouth in short bursts.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“Better not close them,” he said in a murmur so low, Folke wouldn’t have heard him if he weren’t right by his ear. “I want to look into those baby blues when I fuck you.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“He had plenty of books. There was no need to get more.
Footfalls came up behind him.
Rereading never hurt anyone, in fact it was fun. It let him pick up details previously missed. No need to go all the way to town and be around people.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“Folke sat in the car.
Alone, with Darach.
Thomas was out to shop for supplies, and Finlay. . . He didn’t know where Finlay had gone. So it was just him and Darach and very little space between them. The excuse Folke had come up with, quietly to himself, was that he expected Finlay to squeeze in any moment now.
Yet those moments ticked by. The rain pattered the rooftop.
And Darach smelled of wilderness, and he was warm. His breaths serene while Folke’s rabid heart threatened to give away…
What?
Between the throbbing of his skull and longing to return to the cottage, Folke burned with a need to reach out. Discover all the indentations Darach’s hand featured. How pronounced his knuckles were. If there were any scars.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“Finlay murmured, “We’ll have you begging for both of us in no time,” into his hair.
Words that had Folke gripping more fiercely at Darach’s shoulders, thoughts turning hysterical with the idea of both men inside him.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“That was a risky thing ye did, Folke.”
He swallowed harshly, sliding his rebuttals back into the chamber. Ready and willing to fire.
“You’re the one who left a mark.”
“Aye.” A scrape of Darach’s chair. “An’ I’ll do it again.” His footsteps rounded the table, drawing close. “And again.” Folke’s heartbeat reared inside his rib cage. “As many times as it takes.” Breath hot over his ear. Teeth sharp on the shell. “Until it’s permanent.”
― Penny Moss, Rainsquall

“Jaxton met his gaze for just a second, then scowled and turned away.
The recognition in that look was painful; years of recollections and long forgotten
emotions buzzed through his brain. Ashamed of the flare of attraction he'd just allowed
himself, he turned away and faked a smile.”
― Elaine White, The Cellist

“Jaxton hadn't changed, but he had. Maybe his old crush still hated him, but it shouldn't
matter anymore. It didn't matter anymore. He was older, wiser and he had moved on. Jaxton
was nothing more than an old high school crush.”
― Elaine White, The Cellist

“Jaxton hadn't changed, but he had. Maybe his old crush still hated him, but it shouldn't matter anymore. It didn't matter anymore. He was older, wiser and he had moved on. Jaxton was nothing more than an old high school crush.”
― Elaine White, The Cellist

“I remember him. Jaxton only knew I existed long enough to take the piss out of me. He certainly never liked me.” Roman sighed, giving his side of the story, though it was a slanted
one. Only three people knew the real story; him, Jaxton and Ben, and it was far from the tale of bully and victim that Jaxton kept telling people.
“Yeah, that's what he said,” Thayer agreed, with a laugh.
Roman wasn't even surprised. Disappointed, but never surprised.”
― Elaine White, The Cellist

“Jaxton couldn't get his mind to settle on one thought, as he stared at the ground.
Roman was here, after all these years. He was just a few steps away from him, talking and flirting with Thayer, as if the last six years had been nothing.
Where had he been? Why did he leave? Why didn't he tell him where he was going, and why had he run off, without a word?
Unable to focus his thoughts, he pushed them aside and ignored them. It was easier to pretend they didn't exist, than to face what they really meant.”
― Elaine White, The Cellist

“That’s not fair,” Vic said. Cade straightened. “What’s not fair?” “Getting naked to win this fight,” Tegan growled. “Get dressed so I can keep yelling at you.”
― S.E. Jakes

“Lawyer?” Cade paused in his pizza path of destruction to gulp some soda. “Who needs a lawyer?” Tegan and Vic stared at him until the realization dawned. “I need a lawyer?” “I’m really glad you agree with that,” Tegan said smoothly.”
― S.E. Jakes

“He’s mine. They’re both mine.”
― S.E. Jakes