William Sunny Quotes

“He’d gone total alpha. He’d decided, and he expected Sunny to fall into line. What he failed to realize? She was an alpha, too.

“No problem. Let’s say our goodbyes, and part ways, since I can’t be of use to you.”

“We do not part,” he snarled.

Four words. Individually, they meant nothing. Together, uttered by William the Ever Randy, they rocked her world.”
― Gena Showalter, The Darkest King

“Married?” William bellowed. Aggression seared his limbs. Once, he’d preferred married women. Wham, bam, go back to your hubby, ma’am. But no longer. The thought of Sunny bound to some piece of shit male... Fuck!

With a snarl, he released Sunny, grabbed a chair and tossed it across the stable. It hit the wall and shattered upon impact.
Tonight, Sunny becomes a widow. His codebreaker, lifemate and temporary, live-in girlfriend would not have divided loyalties. By the Hell kings, I will be her one and only.

“Shall I fetch another chair, or are you done with your tantrum?” she asked.

“Fetch. Another. Chair.”

She rolled her eyes. “I was married, yes, but I’m not now. Blaze was the son of the unicorn king, killed in the battle with Lucifer.”

A heavy breath escaped William. Okay. All right. The urge to commit murder faded. Now he only wanted to dig up the bastard’s grave and spit on his corpse.”
― Gena Showalter, The Darkest King

“Your Sunny decided to show off for you?” Axel asked with a laugh.

“She doesn’t know I’m here,” he grated, keeping the binoculars trained on her. His heart raced. He’d known she enjoyed fighting demons, but he’d never seen her wage war.
Despite fear for her safety, his chest puffed with pride. The woman had skill, boundless grace and lethal precision. She was an angel of death, wielding a spear, toppling demons three by three.

Magnificent. Of course, he hardened at the sight of her.

Not just hardened. Burned. For the first time in centuries, William felt truly demonic. Watching his female lay waste to the enemy, his every savage instinct clambered for attention.
Sunny’s companions paused to cheer her on, and a glorious smile lit her face. Killing demons, having fun.

“What is she?” Axel asked, sounding awed.

What else? “My greatest torment.”
― Gena Showalter, The Darkest King

“William waved his hand, telling her, “Your turn. Let’s hear a sexual fantasy.”

She thought for a moment. Eyes going dreamy, setting off all kinds of warning bells inside his head, she said, “I picture a strong, gorgeous man. He’s dressed, but not for long. He strips. I watch.”

William’s mouth went dry. The warning bells? Forgotten.
“And then?”

She purred with pure, sexual carnality, nearly unmanning him. “He strips me, too, and...does a load of laundry, washing our dirty clothes. Oh, yeah. Oh, baby.”
― Gena Showalter, The Darkest King