Deepika

“His next words pitched low and rough. “Tell me what you want, Vivian. Do you want me on my knees?”
― Ana Huang, King of Wrath

“I can’t help but chuckle when he yanks me as close as possible. “Who would’ve thought Theo Hayes likes to cuddle?” “No one’s going to believe you.”
― I.A. Dice, Too Much

“She’s beautiful, caring, and all-out amazing, but there’s a side to her I don’t enjoy so much: fiery, Greek attitude; a living, breathing volcano.”
― I. A. Dice

“We’re only together because of a deal you made with my father. What’s it to you if my ex shows back up in my life? … Why do you care?”
“I don’t know!” The force of his reply stunned me into silence.
Dante’s granite mask cracked, revealing the torment underneath.
“I don’t know why I care. I just know I do, and I hate it.” Self-loathing coated his voice.
“I hate the idea of you touching anyone else, or anyone else touching you. I hate that other people can make you laugh in a way I can’t. I hate how I feel around you, like you’re the only person that can make me lose control when I. Don’t. Lose Control.”
Every word, every step brought him closer until my back pressed against the wall and the heat of his body enveloped mine.
“But I do.” His voice dropped, turning ragged. “With you.”
― Ana Huang, King of Wrath