Ya Paranormal Romance Quotes

Your death, strange human. I mean, your injury. No murder, just a little maiming. So I can leave. Maiming’s not so bad.

But worries are for people who can’t pull grown men apart with their bare hands.

I eye the three of them, considering. They’ll need a lesson in discretion before I go. Not a lethal lesson. Mom wouldn’t like that.

Oooooh, don’t make her mad!” the leader gasps around his laughter.

He set Lori on the bed. "You were the only wolf that chased my tail around, trying to grab hold. No other cub would dare.

Do you know how to use a pool cue?" Paul asked her. "To play pool or to fight?" she asked as Paul pulled the door open and Allan went in first. "Balls are my specialty.

Like I don't have anything better to do than think about you every minute you're gone?" "Every minute?" He smiled a little.

He watched her walk away with a sway in her hips that tossed her long, milk-chocolate-colored ponytail from side to side.

I wasn't going to let you avoid me this time. After Allan and I got settled, I was going to see you. Although I hadn't envisioned you smacking me in the head with the broom.

Do you have some sort of anti-derangement medication? If so, you might wish to take it.

How was I going to break it to my sister and brother that I was now a demon lord?

It is the way of women to keep us humble, is it not?

I'll drive. But don't you be turning into a dragon while you're in the car. I don't want those claws poking holes in my nice upholstery.

Too much talking and not enough writhing in ecstasy. You will commence writhing now.

No, I didn't enjoy that in the least. Do it again so I can not enjoy it some more.

I'm not at all the sort of woman who kisses strange dragons when she comes across them.

Oh, boy, " Jim said, giving an excited wiggle. "Cat fight! Wish I had some popcorn.

Stop fussing over me, woman. I will be whole again shortly, and then you can resume ogling me and desiring my body.

A dragon took what it wanted. Took and kept.

dragon took what it wanted. Took and kept.

Jack may’ve been deceitful by blood and a liar by nature, but hot damn holy honeysuckle, he knew how to kiss.

The sum of a person's life is not determined by one action. It is what you do with the time you are given that matters.

You want to be possessed, but not controlled. You want to be protected, but not smothered. You want to be dominated, but only in one way.

Dean bristled at the idea of outsiders on our turf. I completely understood his apprehension. New people tended to want to kill us. I don’t know why. We were nice people.

He was the darkest of voices inside her head, the Night-kind King, and when he turned his gift of persuasion onto her, she wanted to take her soul out of her body and hand it to him.

Holy cow, she'd just slept with the hottest guy in the universe. She, the super science geek. The you-go-girl side of her brain wahooed. The rational side of her brain spat out a resounding, Oh shit.

...I'm hanging onto my sanity by a thread. I'll have you up against this tree and be inside you in about one second.

I'm not like Wolverine, but I can heal fast.

That's the Wildcat I remember.

His was the gaze of a high-end predator, throwing it's prey a seductive look, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

She blinked against the sting of tears. Fury curled in her stomach. She narrowed her eyes, and slapped him. She gritted out "May you never find satisfaction with another woman.

Once, we lived to love. Now, we live for power. The world is changing. But we cannot stop the evolution, or everything will come apart.

Oh soldier, how did we come to such a place?

You have a surprisingly logical mind, for a human. And a female. And a witch.

The wars not over, but this battle is. It’s time to pick up the pieces and move forward.

You have a mother?" His mouth quirked with humor. "Yep, and a father too! Every kid normally has one of each to begin with. He was teasing me in an affectionate way...

Wynn picked up the note, unfolded it, and read aloud. "'Call Wynnie-the-Pooh. Out of salt. Important. Dig on Coleman, Garvey/CG Towers, Uncle Griffin. Paris. Bank for box.

A Guardian lover is the last thing you need, Wynn Myfanwy, she told herself sternly. Too bad it was the very first thing she wanted.

He wanted to claim her, to possess her and be possessed, to sink into her soul until neither of them could tell their own being from the other.

She tilted her head to glare up at him. "There you go with the 'little witch' thing again. What did I tell you about that?" Knox grinned unrepentantly. "What can I say? You have bewitched me.

I do not doubt your intellectual or spiritual equality with me, mate. When I saw you belong to me, it is only because I belong so utterly to you, as well.

Why do you cry?""I almost lost you...""You cannot lose me, not when you are part of me...You cannot lose has become part of you.

The last time he'd walked through a woman's dreams, she'd almost killed him.

Shifters mate for life. We have one true mate and when we meet, we know immediately. By scent. Instinct. You are mine.

We don't really have a song or anything." I pondered that for a second. "I guess we've failed as a couple in that regard."She scoffed. "If that's our biggest failing, then I think we're doing okay.

Maybe we could get Aiden some pants because I'm tired of looking at his junk, " Jayce muttered.

What's the problem?""You. All shirtless and stuff. My dragon won't let me fight you." Oh, God. It was so embarrassing even admitting it.

I will not interfere with a male dragon while he is rutting.

Bran had heard his brother's mate Fia call Keelin one of the great beauties of the dragon race and it was true. Dressed in what he considered battle gear, Keelin was a wet dream come to life.

His smile was small and immediate, crooked, like I’d put his whole world off its axis, but he was somehow okay with that.