Lucian Bane Quotes

People are using the lifestyle to serve their selfishness, not their partners. So much of it is based on pleasure only, rather than love. ~Lucian Bane~

I want you to remember who you are. Remember the man you were when we met? That man. The man that said I'm going to marry that woman.

Make love to me," she whispered. "That's my plan." "You think you can?" she asked. He smiled along her neck. "I think so.

I'll wreck," he whispered. She ran her fingers up the back of his hair. "I like making you wreck." "That's not very nice." His

He stood there, enraptured as she went on in non-stop wedding plan chatter. It was like watching his very own Cinderella getting her fairytale dream come true.

My Wife, I get to keep you forever. ~Lucian Bane~

Yes. Loving somebody isn't a one time thing, its an everyday thing. Something you do to them, with them, for them. Because of them. Every day, all day. And night." ~Solomon~

An orgasm a day." "Will keep the doctor away,

The Seven are not traitors. And the Sound Realm has been summoned by Octava's Queen to help.

I had to make her mine, she had to be mine. Now. Yesterday. Tomorrow. Every fucking tomorrow. No games, no more pain. Just me and her, loving and laughing. Living. Really living. Fuck, I could live if I had her. I could really live.

hot fury fighting to tear out of him. Mental flashes stabbed his brain of what was done to her - delicate flesh sliced open without care. Oh God. His stomach lurched as his mind suddenly connected the smell that had been in his nostrils since he'd gotten there. Blood. Fresh and dried, no doubt caking her inner thighs all the way to her feet.

Even as Solomon tried to understand how he got that, his dad looked at him in the dim flicker of light. "They cut his tongue out," he barely whispered to him. "We need to go." Jimmy

I'm a Dom over subs. You have subs?" I shrugged a shoulder. "Are you available?" "Oh fuck!" He literally giggled, like he couldn't believe his good fortune cookies.

I get it, she's your rock. Your anchor in the storm. ~Bo~

She reads these books. She doesn't know that I know, but I've seen them and they're full of sex. I am sure she sleeps with other men when I'm gone, with the way she carries on with me when I'm home." "Carries on with you?" "When I am home," he hissed. "She is a living, breathing, penis-raping-machine.

was dying a strange death. And terrified. It was that death I didn't want but needed. I could feel it. I longed for it, craved it, loathed it, abhorred it, ran from it,

And these are the secrets Octava has strived for centuries to tell humankind.

I'm going to lick until it hurts baby," she whispered. "I want you to take my pleasure pain. Take it the way I give it." She licked at the opening of his ass, her tongue probing in, barely, and his hips bucked for more.

And your fear boils my fu*king blood Angel, makes me fu*king hungry, do you know that? ~Sade~

My chest tightened and I gasped, fighting to move on him, to feel him. "Dominate me, do it. Please." Make me forget. That's what he did, he made me forget. Even if only for a little while. During those minutes, I could be free. "Fuck me hard Lucian!" I cried.

Isadore? If you don't quit being this way with me, I'm going to remove your sheet and do things that will make you scream and I won't stop until I'm done. I don't even know what I'd do, but something tells me I'd take all the time in the world to figure that out until it's entirely and perfectly done.

I'm your brother. I love you, I'm right here. I'm here with you," he gasped then roared, "Nobody can take that from you!

For the next three days, I'd piece her together. After I tore her completely apart.

And if you need timber for a new home," the second said. "I wood be honored. " He boomed out a laugh. "I wood. Get it?" "Farewell

Come on Beautiful," he called softly. "Come back to me. Don't leave me like this." The ache in his beautiful voice tugged hard in her chest. But the fear said if she moved, if she came out, she would find it was all just a dream.

Yes! BOOM bitches! Dom USA is coming home and we're bringing the kink!

Some people are born to survive. No matter what comes their way, no matter how much pain is dealt them, they live." ~Mercy~

Already she was hungry for all of it again. For them. No, for both sides of him. Whichever one the him was. And did it matter? Did it matter if Bones was really Reginald or Reginald was really Bones? Did that change anything? She

Her innocence was brutal and there was something about it, something different that turned my Dom into a prowling wolf.

I look so fucking good buried in you.

I got you," he whispered, hugging her tight wile rocking her side to side a little. "I got you, I'll help you baby. You're not dirty, you're so fucking beautiful. I'll fix it, you'll see.

The voices of the tortured innocent sing to me. Vengeance, they cry. Vengeance.

He took her like He took my mother. To torment me! To kill me and keep me alive to live dead! She did this, she let that bastard do this and your stupid loving GOD allowed it!!" ~Solomon Gorge~

We decide our destiny.

If it was bad that I didn't love you, I'd know. I don't feel like it's bad.

And what is love, Angel? What is love! he yelled. Is it a pressure inside that makes me want to scream when you do this? he palmed his chest roughly, Is it my body in constant chaos when you're around me? Is it murder in cold blood when I even think of you being with anybody but me! he roared. Or maybe it's not being able to think or speak when your life is in danger, or wanting to spend every second - of every - fucking day with you, wanting to never leave your side. Is that love? Is it, Isadore? He drew closer and hit his fist repeatedly against his chest. Is it pain so hard and heavy that I can't fucking breathe unless I smell you, touch you, taste you? His body heaved as his bright green gaze seared her heart. Because if it is, Angel...he held his lips together and shook his head slowly, then I am....slain with an eternal and violent love for you.

Sade jolted with Mercy's embrace from behind. "Sade!" she cried. "You have it! You have my love, I do love you, look at me." She got in front of him and held his face. "I'm scared of you because I'll die if I lose you. I'm scared I'll never be enough, or what you need. I'm scared you'll send me away," she sobbed, hitting him in the chest. "I can't lose you! I love you! I just want to be good enough for you!" Sade pulled her into his arms at hearing those words. "Mercy," he gasped. "Say it again." "I love you," she cried holding him tight. "I love you so much. I never want to be apart from you." "I'm too fucking broken for you Mercy." She shook her head and cried, "No! Don't say that! I can fix it! We can fix it, and if we can't," she gasped, "we can be broken together,

I should probably say fuck it and give in." "To what?" she asked, looking worried. "To walking up to you and kissing the fuck out of you.

a she-demon with a tunnel to Hades between her ever-scissoring legs? You had better staff a priest, my friend. A satanic priest." Lucian fell to the floor now, kicking and holding his stomach. "Stop!" he begged, sobbing. "Stop, no more.

Just ask me to show you, and I will. I may be a virgin, a first time lover, but every second I can't do what burns in me to do, is an eternal fucking torment. ~Ruin

He looked at her, amazed with her sudden nerves. "Sweetheart… marrying was never on any list of mine." He reached for her hand and held it tightly in his. "But marrying you… now that's something different.

Domaholic?" His voice went all funny with amazement. "Fuck, you're so cute.

Terrified with the need to take her in a way that might get my ass handed to me. Terrified that I might actually want that. Need

I intend to take your fucking denial. If I have to keep you tied all fucking day and night. I'm going to strip you down. Until you're drowning in pain and betrayal, until there is nothing but the blood in your past, and me. Saving you.

I'm not a well person." He put both palms on his chest as though it were his prime defense. "I tried to strangle you, and who knows when I'll try again. I want to strangle you now." "Don't

You can manage to break your neck, yes. Stop being a fussy pants and let me help you to the couch." Kane laughed and skipped ahead. "Fussy pants. She called you a fussy pants.

He loved her when she was angry. And he was convinced it was because she was her most honest in those moments. ~Ruin

Everything you do.. defies any dream I've ever dreamed. You're so much more perfect to me than I ever knew how to wish for. ~Tara Mae~

desire through my bones and flooded me with reckless needs to tear into her body, mark her so hard and deep that she had to be mine.

Oh look," she pointed to them, a fine example of two people in love. Ruin paused and looked from them to her several times before whispering, "You want to? Now?' "Oh my God," she muttered, shaking her head. "Those two are in love, I was trying to show you but of course you'd only think of sex." Ruin followed her to the truck, still watching the couple while he climbed into the driver seat. "Are you sure we're not in love? Pretty sure we look just like that, minus all the laughing.

Oh God Angel," he whispered. "There's only one monster here." ~Sade~

Well tarnation you're a meanie pants aren't you?" ~Miss Mary~

Both battered to shit, both broken. But they were broken together now. Him, her, and their son or daughter. His very own family. And that's all that mattered. They were together, and together

It didn't matter. I was the Big Bad Wolf. And I would blow her little house down.

Real Dominance isn't always measured in muscle. Nor is it always measured in Intelligence. But rather it is measured... In heart.

Broken or whole... you're all mine. You... are all mine! ~Sade~

And Submission is the mate of Dominance. The two are destined for marriage." ~Lucian Bane

It was like that hand on The Adams Family. Only... a vagina." - Steve

Let yesterday be a map that guides your steps today, and tomorrow." "The

He stared into her eyes, now the size of holy-shit-balls. Twenty-twenty? She should be able see the fucking atoms in the air.

He read her symptoms and paused at I have bouts of crying. Anger. And desire. Desire? What did that mean? What kind? Exactly the details he needed and didn't care to ask. He noticed a line at the bottom and his heart hammered as he read. If you have any needs Dante. Any at all, I would be very happy to meet them. The fuck did that mean? His dick interpreted twenty sexual positions out of it.

And you, are Ruin, the chosen Carnificem, and WOE is what you're all about, it's your purpose. Doom and Gloom. ~Caliber Creed

Don't let him push you around. You got this," he said. "You get on the bull, and you ride until he sees who the master is. Relentless. Unforgiving. Merciless. You know the drill. The only place the broken past has in our present, is the place we give it. So, don't give it, and don't let him give it.

God has protected his anointed. And the wrath of Purgatory is certainly coming for those who run and are in need of its cleansing fire. You can run, but you can't hide. ~Father Abraham

She wanted to see me. Fuck, the things that did to me. And I'd nearly said forever. All me, always me. Forever. I'd used the blindfold thinking it would be easier for her. But she needed to see me. She needed me. Dear God, fuck yes.

I'm not your enemy, baby," I whispered, kissing at the edge of her mouth. "I protect you. Adore you. I fucking love you.

Hating the wrong is right, forgiving sin where there has been no justification is wrong! Loving what should not be loved is wrong! Having mercy where judgement is called for is wrong!" ~RUIN Katara Aggelos

You fucking raped me with emotional orgasms. Repeatedly. I'm just giving you a physical one, why am I the criminal now?

The heat spread through my body and mind as his thrusts became absolute and unforgiving. Devastate me. Devastate me! Tear me down! Take me over! "Take me Lucian!

You broke Octava's Ancient Code when you entered his story.

I was the real winner of Dom Wars. I'd won the treasure of a lifetime in Tara. Nothing else mattered except getting us both out of here alive.

I had no hope," I sobbed. "You made me hope, you brought me back to life, to happiness and love that I'd never dared to dream of anymore.

One less sweet angel about to get burned where the devils come to play.

Every time she did that, I met her with a burning hot gaze. One that said, there's no other woman in the room but you, love. And God help me, there wasn't.

I gave her my heart. I don't need a man or paperwork to do that. Nor do I need it to guarantee that I am her husband until death should part us." Lucian sat in the awkward silence for what felt like eons, waiting for hell-fire and brimstone. "Well I never." She fiddled with a pale yellow handkerchief in her hands. "My Wilbur was just like that. So romantic. Wilbur's her granddad, you know. He passed three years ago.

The memories are very fucking great. I never want to forget. Ever. I'd rather die than not have these memories. Is that great enough for you?

pathetic does she have to be? She just wants acceptance and love. She lets him break her because she wants to make somebody fucking happy!" Lucian looked at the psycho. "You can't make a fucking devil happy!

And the scary hairy vaginas in vacuum sealed packages!" "And the pee-in-your-ass-douches!

She pawed the air with a hand, getting shy. "Why Mr. Solomon. I didn't realize you liked little ole ladies." He lowered his head hiding his grin as she cackled boisterously at her little joke. "Very funny, Mary, soooo very funny.

If the church looked at what he bought, they'd certainly wonder. He was doctoring animals for Miss Mary was the planned excuse. He tried to think like a woman in the toiletry aisle, trying to remember what they used that men didn't. How the hell would he justify a pack of maxi-pads?

God, Bones, fuck me. I love you, I love you." The words hit like a cannon-ball on a flimsy chessboard, obliterating the entire battlefield in one blow.

Every time I set you free, you run further from me. What the fuck am I doing wrong? Tell me so I can fix it. So you see that I fucking love you.

Sometimes Submission is the Dominant thing to do, love.

She always had her eyes set on the light. But Sade couldn't take his off of the darkness, because the second he did, it would devour him, and then her.

The only place the broken past has in our present, is the place we give it.

Lucian. She's not normal. She's got the sex drive of Ursula. I'm so ashamed to say I've faked illnesses and gone to the doctor just to have a doctor's excuse! ~Steve~

But I'm gonna make sure when you leave here, you'll know three things very well. How to think. How to not die. And how to live." For

Why not use some of those amazing powers of yours to give the poor woman a little satisfaction?

Don't' pin this on me, Mr. Irresistible.

Because once he hit the floor, he knew it was a countdown till darkness. He didn't want it to come. Not unless it was coming for good. Maybe this time it would. Maybe his Mercy would succeed where so many before had failed. Yes, she could. She could bring the darkness for good, she was his angel.

Everything seemed to have less to do with power, and more to do with right and wrong. And it was also apparent that laws were being manipulated using the inconsistency of free will and the shitty make-up of human nature. ~RUIN Katara Aggelos

Life bends us, shapes us, molds us, makes us, and breaks us." ~Lucian Bane~

Now here's a shocker for the men. Maybe. Did you guys know that most women express love through words and non-sexual affection? Caressing, kissing and cuddling?" He nodded smiling. "And women, did you know what non-sexual caressing, kissing, and cuddling makes a man want?" They were all quiet now. They were connecting it. "Sex. That's right. Vicious cycle isn't it?

And if you so happen to find this good, beautiful man inside you," she whispered, wiping her tears. "Come looking for me. But until you resurrect that man. We are done.

He'd have that answer and he'd give it to Mercy. And she'd leave him. She'd leave him like all good things did. Like he fucking deserved because that's the product, the sum, the quotient, the difference in his life. Good always equaled gone.

We're all broken in some way. Maybe a little maybe a lot. Life bends us, shapes us, molds us, makes us, breaks us. Not a damn thing for us to be ashamed of, but it's something we need to come to grips with. No need to cry about it, mope about it, be pissed about it, holler about it, moan and groan about it. It's something we face and deal with. Because whether we like it or not, whether we realize it or not, want it or not, we have to take responsibility for who we are

She was stupid and lonely. So desperate to be touched and loved with a good love. I need you, don't leave me, you're all I have... ~Isadore

He rolled her onto her back, not breaking his amazing kiss. "You blew my mind," he whispered back before pulling away and stroking her mouth with his fingers. "These lips," he said. "Are all mine." The winded words came with a shake of his head. "I will not share them or any other part of you. Ever. I am so very possessive." He licked and sucked at her lips making her dizzy. "Do you know what that means, do you understand?

I got you, love." I rubbed my face along hers and pressed her as tight as I could to my body. "You're mine. You're safe." It was my promise to her, and my declaration of war on whatever demons that dared keep her from me. Keep her from my love.

Angel," he whispered, stroking his finger under her chin. "Tonight I'm going to be the teacher. And you're going to learn some things.