Paige

“Vampire females are as good as extinct.”
Thad was aghast. “No females?”
Natalya patted his shoulder. “You can date other species, Tiger. Don’t you worry. I’ve already thought of some ladies to relieve you of your big V. One’s a nymph—”
“Over my dead body,” Regin said. “Two-bit hookers, every one of them.”
Thad scratched his head. “Mr. Lothaire said every male needed a purring nymph or two chained to the foot of his
bed. As pets.”
Natalya gasped. “All right, lad, no more talking to Lothaire.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior

“I’m no expert with females”—the others
rolled their eyes at that—“but I believe an attempted decapitation communicates the
need for some space.”
― Kresley Cole, Lothaire

“Nereus to Lothaire:
“I really thought you’d demand my
firstborn.”
“As if I’d want your fucking guppy,”
Lothaire drawled, tracing away before
Nereus could strike him down.”
― Kresley Cole, Lothaire

“Start being honest with her. Aidan always let her know what he was thinking. And he fairly much treated her like a queen.”
Lothaire sneered, “That’s the worst bloody advice I’ve ever heard!”
Brandr bowed his chest. “And why’s that, leech? She cared for Aidan once—she will again.”
“Precisely. She cared for Aidan,” Lothaire said. “I knew of Aidan the Fierce—no mortal could kill that many of the Horde without my hearing about it. And I know that he was a bold, blond Viking who was like a god among men. Women wanted him and men wanted to be him.” He sighed.
“Reminded me of myself.”
― Kresley Cole, Dreams of a Dark Warrior