Alya

“You will be tested. You’ll be pushed to your limits. And you’ll be asked to offer your body and soul at the altar of demented people. If you refuse, you’re out and banished for life. If you don’t prove to be willing to be used for Vencor, you’ll be sabotaged until you escape the country or shoot yourself. And if you betray Vencor, no one will find your bones. Are you sure you still want to participate? Sometimes, being an outsider is much safer than being a blood-bound insider.”
― Rina Kent, Beautiful Venom

“What’s wrong?” I ask. “Nothing. It’s just too rare to see you laugh genuinely.” She grins. “It makes me happy.” “My laugh makes you happy?” “Mmm. Because I’m the reason.” She strokes the back of my head. “I’m glad you didn’t let me go.” “You forced my hand into a relationship. Is that really what you want?” “It is.” A delicate frown creases her forehead. “If you discard me again, I’m walking away. For good. If another woman touches you, I’m also out.” “You’re the one who had your fucking arm around Osborn, Dahlia.” “And Isabella had her claws all over you.” She narrows her eyes. “Did you fuck her?” “You think there’s another woman who can handle me?”
― Rina Kent, Beautiful Venom

“But it’s her eyes that hold me hostage. The blue is so calm yet deep, a force of nature that’s no different from the ocean. Something that’s unassuming on the outside but bears secrets no one has dared to uncover. And I want to dive into those depths, dismantle each of her secrets one by one.”
― Rina Kent, Sweet Venom

“If…” She swallows thickly, her eyes searching mine despite the subtle fear lurking beneath the light yellow. “If I offer myself, will you protect me?” “No.” She flinches, her body turning stiff, and I should probably release her. I don’t do that, though. Even as her heat mingles with mine, sending the wrong signals to my cock. “Why not?” she asks. “I don’t get emotionally attached to the people I fuck.”
― Rina Kent, Beautiful Venom