Serial Killer Romance Quotes

“He’s right.
I’ve lived like a ghost.
But even after everyone took turns in trying to blow out my fire, I somehow still managed to find a lighter.
With that last bit of fight inside me, I wrote my novel.
And look what has come of it. A psychopath in the skin of the most beautiful man I have ever seen. One who is torturing my husband as we speak.
A bad man who murdered at least three men and was in the fucking mafia.
And he wants me.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“My mind is a mess. I’m sucking off a homicidal lunatic in the middle of the fucking forest.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“His name spills from my lips in a chant, like I’m singing for Jesus in church. I’m not in church, though. Nor am I singing for a higher power.
I’m singing for him. For my stalker. For the man who helped me get the thing I’ve always wished for.
Revenge.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I have a habit of telling myself that my head is a blur. That my mind is scrambled like my morning eggs. That I’m losing my marbles again and again.
But I somehow have never seen anything clearer.
I want him.
I want Dubh.
God… I want to be with my damn stalker.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“He treats me like his property. But it’s all fine. I have my ways to escape from the prison he designed for me.
He likes his girls proper and innocent. Oh, hubby dearest. You haven’t a clue in the world. You’re going to regret underestimating me.
While he’s deep in dreamland, I have other things on my mind.
Blood. Revenge.
Murder.
At night is when I unleash all of my vulgar thoughts on paper.
At night is when my fantasies come alive.
At night is when I write.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I no longer see the visions of myself getting hurt. This time, he is on the floor. I’m standing tall and confident as I grasp a knife tightly in my hand and stab Richard over and over until he looks like the inside of my favorite cherry pies. Red and gushy and delicious.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“Hold onto your ankles. Keep yourself in place.” She opens her mouth to protest, but I shut that down right away. “Do I need to remind you that you have two very sharp knives right beside your head? Want to feel one against your throat instead?”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I’ll let her come to terms with the fact that she just let a murderer make her come twice. And that she liked it.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“No. I would rather risk getting devoured―as Dubh threatens in his note―by a homicidal stalker who thinks he’s in love with me than get back into that miserable sham of a marriage.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I’m terrified. There is a gun pointed at my face, and the man who’s aiming it is a convicted killer. But I know he won’t kill me. I know by now that he’ll never do that. That would mean he’d lose his favorite toy, and he likes playing with me too much.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“I like being rough with you, Lucille, as you already know by now. And after getting to know you, I know you like it, too. I also know that I’ve terrorized the crap out of you and stepped over the line many times. But now that you’ve let me in, I need you to feel safe with me.”
“Safe with you…” she says with a nice dollop of sarcasm. “Coming from my psychopathic stalker.”
“The irony isn’t lost on me.”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

“And I don’t care that you’re in the mafia. I don’t care that you’re a murderer and my stalker. I don’t give a shit about your past any longer. It doesn’t matter to me that you spent ten years in the nuthouse. I. Don’t. Care.” She takes my face between her palms and her nails dig into my skin. “I know I should run far away from you. But damn my heart. Damn my soul and my legs and my feet… Because all I really want to do is run toward you.” Her voice breaks. “Damn you, Dubh Burton. Damn you…”
― Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick