Linda

“Maybe Jay was meant to be his after all.
Maybe they were meant to fall in love.
To save each other.”
― Sloan Parker, Breathe

“You’ve been in my head from the minute you first kissed me and threw me against that damn wall in that car park over a year ago. Yeah, it’s been hard between us, I know that. But it’s been hard because it mattered—it fucking mattered, Reuben, it always did. We knew we had something from the start, and all I ever wanted was all of it. Every real, messed-up, glorious second of it. A secret slice, eaten in the closet, was never going to be enough for me—not of you, not of us.”
― Jay Hogan, Crossing the Touchline

“I really wondered why you would want me."
Isaac shifted under him, pressing his cock into the back of Tank's head to prove that wanting was obviously not a problem.

"Not want you?" Isaac wrapped one hand around Tank's throat, bracing it with gentle insistence and arousing him with subtle threat. "I want to collar you and keep you. I want to trap you and chain you, even knowing what that same thing did to me. Even hating that about myself."

"You can keep me." Tank was hardly able to get out the words, he was so excited to say them. For the first time he felt like he had something to offer. Like offering just himself was, in fact, good enough. Not throwaway. Not cannon fodder. "You can do it all." He curled in tighter and burrowed down..”
― Carriger, Gail

“That’s when the realization hit Bleu. His need wasn’t for blood or sex or even companionship. His need was for his soul mate—the person who justified his very long existence.
Lukas Blacque.
He might not ever have the big wolf again, but he’d never be able to leave him either.”
― Belinda McBride, Blacque/Bleu