Scarlett Dawn Quotes

His chest puffed, and he rumbled, "I breathe danger."
"Oh, good God, he did not just say that," Pearl muttered.

Others have been trying to speak with you, and you can't hear them.'
I raised my brows, stating dryly, 'That's the point.

Damn, she's good."
"Of course she bloody is," Pearl murmured, her ace still stuffed against Jack's neck, even though she sounded like the prim English woman she was, her tone turning curt. "She's my mother.

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Happy as a butterfly on a sunny day, I walked out of the pantry holding dry pasta and tomato sauce.

I went utterly still as I watched us dancing. That...oh, holy shit. I knew my cheeks were flaming as I watched us move against each other. Our hands just kind of went wherever they wanted. Body parts rubbing sinuously together. I placed a hand over my mouth gently as I watched us...
"Jesus," Elder Merrick muttered, sounding a bit breathless. "I think I bring sex to the dance floor, but fuck..." A pause. "Queen Ruckler, I know I've offered before...and it still stands."
Elder Jacobs grunted. "Maybe I could get a copy of this-

His lips slowly twitched. "As a gentleman, I think you should sleep off the drugs in your system." Again, his wide, full lips curved wickedly. "Unless you plan to move your hand lower, then I might forget I'm acting the gentleman because, really, I'm not all that gentlemanly.

See anything interesting out there in the woods of King Hall?

If there's any T and A in view, you had better," I cleared my throat as his knuckles brushed my collarbone, his lips beginning to suckle at my neck, "keep your eyes averted if you're wanting to keep them." "I like my eyes right where they are." He sighed softly. "On the woman I'm going to spend the rest of my life with.

If I wasn't mated, and wasn't straight, and you were a Mage, and we hadn't made that pact for friendship's sake, I would totally screw you.

He did have to flush the toilet though, since I hadn't gotten to that yet. I had only peed, otherwise I might have been mortified. Best friend or not, shit was still shit.

Love is overrated. All it brings is emptiness." I twirled the ring again. "Definitely not beauty.

It would undoubtedly be prudent for neither of us to attempt a sexual coup on one another again from the evidence of our reactions. Most definitely any outcome of an intended purpose would bound to be foiled from lack of focus.

I'll wear it,' Frost interrupted, the thought of hot pink undoing him.

While I waded in my desolation, the only luxury I found in our, now silent, trek to Belvar was that Malik and Leo continued to readjust on their seat, appearing to never find a comfortable position.

Jack's face was now buried in his hands, his elbows still on his knees, and he hunched as he fisted his hair. "Ezra?" Evidence of his anguish to come was unmistakable in the catch of his voice.
Ezra's was solid. "Yes?"
"Don't let me kill myself.

Sweetheart, Is today the day you run away alone in fear? Or the day you have the balls to trust in our friendship? Trust in the four of us. Together

You four are a whole other breed.

Too long spent denying each other, we no longer hid our want.

Welcome to Ruler's purgatory. It's the special club you love to hate.

It's the beauty that helps us return from the harshness. If it wasn't there, we would have nothing to live for.

I'm not sorry. That was long overdue.'
Antonio instantly amended, 'Precious, I didn't mean that I'm sorry it happened.'
Precious ... fucking hell.
Canal's smile was private as he gazed at Antonio. 'I know, honey.'
Honey ... Jesus Christ.

And where did you get the pajama set? A thrift store?' Another sniff. 'You smell of homelessness. Back the f*ck off. I hear it can be catching.

Hell...chickens,' Jack groused. It was the snickering that really woke me. And the sound of... Elder Jacobs.... muttering, 'Chickens?' 'Kill 'em... bastards,' Jack snorted.

Queen Lily Ruckler, negotiations have ceased with the Commoner leaders of the world. The time for attempting peace is over. There is no other viable option. Mystical-Commoner World War II has been officially declared. Strike now. My heartfelt regrets, Elder Richard Harcourt." I lowered the missive while Bonnie jumped onto the table, sitting regally but watching everyone warily in front of where I stood, and I stated, "We're officially at war. I want to strike Sydney's defenses within the hour, before they realize what's happening." My dead gaze landed on Antonio. I blinked, and then moved on to every gentleman and lady in the room, letting my power touch each of them so that no one would dare argue with me. "I will lead the attack alongside Elder Farrar."
I did.
I relished it, my rage finally finding a useful outlet.
Surprise, surprise, I fucking finally found something I excelled at.
Bloodshed.