Faye

“And then I am going to rattle the stars.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

“He had a newspaper rolled in his hand, bearing down on me like a puppy that had piddled on the carpet.
"Bad Chloe,” I muttered.
"What?”
I’d forgotten his bionic hearing. “Bad Chloe.” I gestured at the rolled-up paper and put
out my hand. “Get it over with.”
― Kelley Armstrong, The Awakening

“Stars aren’t supposed to cry. They’re supposed to laugh. (Zarek)
How can I laugh when I have no heart? (Astrid)
You have a heart. (He placed her hand over his.) One that only beats for you, princess. (Zarek)”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Dance with the Devil

“Now, Miss Bentley,” he said with mock seriousness.   “I’ll have you know that yes, you are correct, I will always be the master in a relationship.   I will always be the master when it comes to sex.   I am the man.”
Harly was having a hard time trying to maintain her own contrite, meek expression; her quivering lips gave that away.   “Yes, Sir.”
“See, when I say strip, you strip.   When I say come here, you come.   When I say kiss me, you kiss me.   When I say you’re walking around in my presence in nothing but silk stockings and a garter belt and a red satin bra, you will do so.”
“Not happening.”
“Insubordination will not be tolerated.”
“I’ll tell my mother.”
“I’m not scared of her.”
“All right.   I’ll tell your mother.”
“Okay, some insubordination will be tolerated.”
“I thought so.”
“And when I say get the bondage gear-”
She guffawed right in his face.”
― Angela Verdenius, Alex