Amelia Hutchins Quotes

I scanned through another section finding yet another thing I wasn't about to let happen.
"You want to pick my clothes? What the hell is wrong with my clothes?"
His eyes took in my sleeveless top and sank lower as if he was sneering with disdain at my jeans. They were jeans for monkey butt's sake!
"I have a certain reputation Synthia. I won't have it smeared with being shadowed by a child who wears the clothes of an immature teenager."
"I'm wearing jeans, half the country wears them!

Revenge is not worth the lives you will change. Some things must be let go to move on,

She's my fucking anchor, and no one will take her from me again, not even to save this world.

I am not your anything.You can't just piss on my leg and say I'm yours.

There's where you're wrong. You're not human, you're Fae, and you're changing already. Fast. You broke the contract by kissing Adrian. I could kill you right now, and no one would be able to stop me. Just remember, I have Adam. Be at my club tomorrow night, or I will give Adam over to the women to feed, from him." "You can't do that!" I shouted. "I can, and I will." He sifted, before I could argue with him.

Every part of me belongs to you, Fairy. I've always been yours. I was blind before, but I can see you now, all of you. You're the other piece of me. You're what I was missing all this time. now that I've found you and this love between us, I'll kill to keep it. I'd destroy worlds to be with you.

AMELIA: Thank you to everyone for keeping up with me while I run for the finish line.

I should have spanked you harder," Ryder growled.
"Wow, can I watch?" Aodhan said as he rounded the corner and interrupted our fight.
"No!" we both shouted as one.
"Damn, but I like bitches who like to be spanked. If you hit that sweet spot ... they melt."
I turned and glared at him.
Ryder growled, which was ten times scarier than my glare.

Thanks for that by the way, not bad for a fucking Fairy - " I laughed - "get it? Fucking Fairy?" I snorted and closed my eyes.
"I get it," he growled,

I love her … I've always known she was special, but she's so much more than she knows.

I need no other man because my beautiful beast loves me. He is my equal, and mine. As I am his.

I'm the fucking Horde King, I don't woo."
"Woo her," Ristan continues.
"I don't woo."
"Woo," he repeats.
"I'm not the kind of man to woo anyone. I can make her scream my name to the rafters, isn't that enough wooing?"
"Woo," Ristan smirks, which only served to irritate me more.
"Woo," I grind out on an exhale.
"Yes, woo," he says, already turning to walk away. I watch his shoulders quake with laughter.
"Woo," I growl.
"Woo!" He says over his shaking shoulders.
"Fuck me," I shake my head.
"No thanks, not my type ...

I told you that I would protect you. Even if you don't want me to," he whispered, moving closer and pulling me against him. "Some things are worth protecting

We will take one hundred of every color," Ryder said over my head to Arista. "Seriously? That's a lot of polish," she replied. "Synthia wants it," he whispered into my hair, "and I want her to be happy.

Ryder, we got a problem," Ristan called from beyond the other side of the etched-glass shower door.
"Someone had better be dying, Ristan," Ryder growled when he'd pulled
away from kissing me.
"They might be. You need to come see this."
"We will be right there," Ryder called out as I slid down his hard body.
He watched me with a smirk and then placed his hand on my arm to move me from beneath the water, so he could rinse off. I watched him, unable to pull my eyes off of his hands as they roved over his body.He was quicksand,
and I was sinking.
"Did you say we?" Ristan asked.
I blushed from my head to my Paint Your Toron-Toes Rose colored toenails. I opened the shower door and stepped out meeting Ristan's eyes. "Don't ask."
"How the ... did you sift into his shower?" he asked, bubbling with laughter.
"I said don't ask! It wasn't my fault. I was sleeping!" I shouted as both men laughed even harder.
"Real mature, just real fucking mature!

She's the most erotic thing I have ever encountered in my entire life. She moves, and I moan as her cries join mine.

We take harm upon our own very harshly, and those who fuck with my family will get no mercy.

Old enough to know better, young enough to do it twice and see if it gets my rocks off,

You made me feel the need to be a better person. You, Synthia, you made me want to be a better man.

This was what the songs wrote about; with one kiss, I was helpless to pull away. With one kiss, I was a boneless mess, and with one kiss, I was his.

I'm not some weak-ass girl who needs to be protected, Fairy. Whatever fucks with you will need protection from me, because Goddess be warned, I will fuck up anything and anyone who seeks to harm my future husband. Understand?

A few things go through your mind when you do something stupid. Like, oh hell this was stupid, along with that moment of perfect clarity that this might be the last stupid thing you ever do.

Who says you have to be strong anymore? You are allowed to fall apart, because I will hold you through it. You can crumble, and I'll hold the pieces together until you can pull yourself out of it.

You come in all tall, dark, and deadly and my lady parts go all cuckoo for cocoa puffs and shit.

I go in on your arm and we separate. To make me look unavailable, since Vlad likes what he can't have, I play dumb blonde and make myself sexy." I glared as Adam barked with laughter at my words."No going off of the plan, when he takes you in the back room - and he will, you work the information out of him without blowing your cover, or him." I shot the glare to Ryder. "I have no intention of bobbing on Vlad's knob. Or yours." I tossed into remove the wide smirk my response had given him and it worked.

Lucian Blackstone was a hurricane, and I was the land he intended to destroy. He was a category five, creating and wreaking havoc, knocking down defenses as he obliterated me. He ripped me apart, tore me down to my basic animal instincts, and there was no knowing how much damage would be left when he was finished. The worst part was that I wasn't sure I wanted to survive this storm. Some storms were worth dying for just to be witness to them.

We walked home in silence,which I guess was pretty normal, since he was a dog after all.When we arrived at the house, he wasn't impressed at all.In fact, he showed me just how unimpressed he was by growling at the walls for at least three straight hours.
"Enough already. The wall is not gonna bark back, Mister Fancy Pants!"
He growled at me.Maybe he didn't like his name? "Don't pee on my carpet,no sniffing, no barking, and no chewing while I'm gone. Stay away from the coffee - touch it and you're gone." He blinked at me and then snapped his head back at the walls and went back to circling them like a sentry - well,a growling, whining sentry. My cell phone rang, startling me, and I answered it.I winced as the dog continued to go off at the walls as if they would
attack him. "Stop barking!"
"What?" Ryder asked.
"I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to Mister Fancy Pants." I should seriously change his name. It was too long.
"Who the fuck is Mister Fancy Pants?"
I snickered as he said my dog's name. Coming out of his mouth,
it really sounded bad.

How you tell the boys from men. Men know how to get a woman soaking wet without doing a single thing. Boys have to touch and caress with their hands ... real men can make you come with words alone.

AMELIA: Thank you for sticking it out with me no matter how crazy I get, because that's what friends do. We've been through a lot together, so here's to more shenanigans, and characters bickering!

Not everyone works like that. Some need, and want to be loved by one man alone. When I love someone, I give them everything I have and don't expect to get anything back in return for it. I'd never tear you down, Ryder; not if you were mine. Besides, you told me once before that love was worth fighting for.

What are trials in life but fire? They shape and mold.

He is obsessed with you; he might even be in love with you. Of course, he is Fae so he doesn't recognize it as such, but it is all over him. We can all see it. He wants you and he will not let you go.

I was going to fight to keep the elusive Horde King as my own. Every beauty needed a beast, and he was mine.

Get on the bed, Pet, and show me what's mine. Show me what I own, so I can show it exactly why it belongs to me. There's a reason you belong to me, and it isn't because I can brand you, or own you. It's because when I fuck you, I make sure I do it good enough that when you look at another man, the only thing you can think about, is how sore your sweet flesh is from what I did to it.

To my friends, and family: You all may be batsh*t crazy, but even if I got to choose, I'd still choose to be with you.

Are you always a smart ass?" Ryder asked with a lifted brow at her sardonic smile. "Nope, sometimes I'm asleep," she offered with a lazy shrug.

I love you," I whispered.
"I love you too, Synthia. Forever will never be long enough with you.

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She's my meal, but she no longer feeds from me." "Try it anyway. Maybe find her a doughnut or something,

Chain of command, Synthia. I say it. You do it. End of chain, am I clear?

Riddles, I hate fucking riddles," Ristan growled and shook his dark head. "Why couldn't she have sent a minotaur, or maybe David Bowie and a bunch of Muppets to mess with us?

Adrian was a vampire. Adam was the Dark Heir of the Fae. Larissa was dead. Alden was facing danger to help us. I was homeless, jobless, and attracted to the one thing that would surely kill me in the end. The reality set in that I had even lost my dog, and now my life was just one tragedy away from becoming a sad country song.

You can't fight destiny - taunt it, yes, but to fight it will only consume you and, in the end, destiny always wins.

Never," I assure her. "I'll never leave you."
Never will I concede to death when she's in my grasp. This beautiful creature is my match. She's burrowed her way into my heart, and into my soul. Finding out she was mine, and was the one I'd been searching for in the Human world, was intoxicating. Watching her at my feet as she was given to me was the most exquisite feeling in the world.

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To my daughter,
if you ever date anyone like the men I write,

I will kick your *ss up between your ears and you will walk sideways for a month,

but I'll still love you.

Funny how growing up can change your opinion of being afraid of the dark and afraid of the bills.

I'll be strong for you Syn, if you need it. You don't always have to be the strong one, I'll be
your glue if you want to crumble, I'll hold you together,.

One way or another, I'd have come for you. Fate pushed us together, but destiny knew we belonged together. Now you just have to accept it

A delicious shiver crept down my spine. "I'm not food." "You're right, Syn. You are so much more ... and I wouldn't want word getting out that I like to play with my food.

I've been inside of your head since the day you were created. I set the events in motion that created who you are and who you were meant to be. Ryder was only following what I'd given him for his path. He had to see the evil, which he'd been born of to stop it. You had to endure hell to become a warrior and protector. Sometimes living through something so horrible will shape our minds, and make us stronger in the end. Like you.

It should have been a simple thing to get you out of my system. Instead, you rocked my foundation and made me need you.

You choose what you can handle and what you can't. You choose which path you take to get to the end. But in the end, you are where destiny wanted you to be,

Bend me over, pull my hair, whisper more dirty things that will make me tremble with need, Ryder, and then fuck me like you mean it.Fuck me like I am the air you need to live. I don't want to be your world; I just want to be your favorite part of it

Let's just get to the part where you call me an ass, and I admit that I was a good little solder back then, and then we go see what's going on," I said as I faced him.
"You're an ass," he said.
"Yes, I was a good little soldier, and did anything I could to help kill Fae, because – and stop me if you know this part – they killed my parents…or so I thought. Anything else you want? Do you need me to say sorry? Because you can hold your breath on that one.

The Guild focuses on the ones paying attention to pussy," Ristan remarked crudely. "If we were all dead-set on bedding your women, would you not take offense?

I refused to look back. I wasn't dumb enough to turn around and peek over my shoulder. I was the type who yelled at the girls in scary movies who did so.

I'm here to get fucked, shake shit up a little bit. Get my powers, and take my place. I'm not naïve, I just know what I want, and that's not children. I have no intention of having pretty babies, or a happy ever after. Love's destructive and nothing more than a lie to make people think there's some great force out there waiting for them. So here's a thought: Why don't you go home, settle down, have some pretty little heartbreaker babies, and get lost.

Adam is Dark Fae. His brands are fully developed now. He's your familiar, so my guess is that you are as well, which means I'm your Prince fucking Charming. His eyes sparkled mischievously.

I say we cut a path right down the fucking middle and kill anything that moves," I growled.
Ristan raised a brow and whistled. "Damn , Flower. That almost made me hard. Shock me with that blood thirsty little inner vixen.

With you, there is a beautiful cover and a marvelous story inside that is still being written.

Good girls get special kisses. Do you want to be kissed? he murmured softly.

I turned my head to find Claire glaring at us from across the room. She hated me, and it ran deep and ugly inside of her. She was a problem I needed to fix before I got too fat to do so.

If you had ever known love, you'd know this. Nothing can force love to go away. You grow apart, or grow up, but it's still there. You still care what happens to them,

No woman could ever give me what you have," he said softly. "I'll spend eternity loving you, Synthia. And tormenting you in my bed, until you admit who your master is," he finished.
"I have no master," I whispered sleepily. "I'll have a husband soon, and the love of my life. No master though," I continued.
"I guess we're not done here," he replied roguishly.

Keep lipping off, and I'll find a use for that tongue."
"Keep dreaming, man-whore.

I'm. Not. A. Victim!" I growled low and clearly pronounced each word. "No? Then what are you?" he asked, angered by my words. "I'm a survivor.