Alpha Male Romance Quotes

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres! ~Lucian Bane~ ~ Lucian Bane

He gets hard seeing his marks on me. I get wet knowing this. I don't try to analyze it. It's just us. ~ Willow Madison

What are you? The pregnant MacGyver?" "Best compliment I've had in a while. ~ Cristin Harber

And now I can't breathe for wanting you. I woke up, and your eyes were on fire. You haven't looked at me like that in years. All need. All want. ~ Cristin Harber

The outside world will never understand that submission is not subjugation to another person, it's letting yourself be free of all those things that hold you back from experiencing the greatest sexual pleasures. ~ Michelle Hughes

He was worth waiting for, even when I didn't know he was coming into my life. ~ Cristin Harber

A kiss unlike any other kiss. There was no denying that. ~ Cristin Harber

I like the idea of you on an island..."
"Oh...why's that?" She's squinting up at me, her eyes brighter than the sea in the setting sun.
"I could keep you all to myself. You'd be trapped, only able to come and go as I please...I'd be your Caesar..."
She laughs and reaches her hand out to me, "Don't you already have that power...without need of a sea? ~ Willow Madison

Faintly he smiled, but his voice was hard. "Lass, you do not want what I have." As if to prove it, he overturned his hand and dragged a calloused thumb roughly across her bottom lip.

All the breath came out of her in a hot rush. "Oh."
~From THE KING'S OUTLAW, part of the Captured by a Celtic Warrior anthology ~ Kris Kennedy

She moved to get up, but the man held her down as her car exploded next.
Bree lifted her head and looked back at the wall of fire behind them. "Well. We're well and truly screwed now. ~ E. Jamie

I'm the answer to her pain. She's my answer for the need for it. ~ Willow Madison

Perhaps... Perhaps he could make her happy. Not with the Granville money or his social cachet, but just by being the man he was, at his core. Sometimes, when he looked deep into those blue eyes, it felt like anything was possible. ~ Tessa Dare

Dragos said in her head, Pia,
what are you doing?
She closed her eyes. It had been too much to hope that the sentinels would keep quiet about their outing. What she wouldn't give for a little privacy right now.
Don't talk to me, she said to Dragos.
You left the Tower. His mental voice was so quiet and controlled it sent a chill down her spine.
You promised you wouldn't.
She snarled, I said don't talk to me, you son of a bitch.
A heartbeat, and then, his calm quite
stripped away, he demanded, What's
happened?
Shut up. Get out of my head.
Pia, goddammit. When she didn't answer
he roared, WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO
NOW?
His telepathic shout reverberated in her skull. She clapped a hand to her forehead.
Don't yell at me like that. I can't think! Give me a minute. ~ Thea Harrison

But this was magic, something meant to be, as if some kisses could change the trajectory of the universe. ~ Cristin Harber

Why Have One Heart-Stopping Alpha Billionaire When You Can Have 2? ~ Scarlett Avery

He has one hand over her mound and works his fingers as if he was playing guitar, making beautiful music with her tiny button. He serenades her with a love song that only his fingers know how to pick- a tune that no man can duplicate. ~ Jane Emery

You're the best," Rachel cheered. Her hands drifted to his chest and started tugging at the top button. "I am going to text her as soon as I am done with you," she winked, and then pushed him towards the bedroom.
- Liberty Stone, Crossing a Line ~ Liberty Stone

In the span of one night, Jenny had gone from being someone he refused to touch to the woman he refused to stay away from. ~ Cristin Harber

We all know that sex is the most interesting topic in the world. We love to talk about sex. There's no juicier gossip than who is sleeping with whom. And we love to read about sex. Check the top 1000 books on Amazon. Most of them have a shirtless guy on the cover, because they're smutty "romance novels" (read: porn for women) about a girl being swept off her feet by one (or more) billionaire alphamales. There are literally tens of thousands of books out there about shirtless billionaire alpha-male vampires who can't wait to mate with you. Lucky you! And women eat that shit up! Men, not so much. We men prefer to watch actual porn. And there's a perfectly good explanation for that. ~ Oliver Markus Malloy

The sleeping draught began to take effect. Idita blew out the candles on the table. Just the torchlight from the courtyard shone into the room. "You will heal, Mauro," she promised.
He lay down on the cot and looked up at her through half-closed eyes. He knew she did not mean his arm. "I know I will. ~ Jillian Bald

You know what? I don't care about everyone. I never even cared about me. I cared about you. ~ Cristin Harber

When I look in the mirror... I know that I belong to him...that I will never be the same again. I've let him punish me... ~ Willow Madison

Do not push me," she warned in a shaky voice.

"Och, but I will." He shifted on his booted feet, pushed his hips harder against hers, until she felt a part of the wall. A part of him. "You lifted a blade to me, Katarina. I'm going to push you hard. ~ Kris Kennedy

He was more than just my dominant. Luca was my teacher, friend, and inevitably.. the Master of my heart. ~ Michelle Hughes

Quit looking at me like that or I swear I'm going to spank that pretty little mouth of yours with my lips," said Jack in a tone only Kate could hear. ~ Cary West

An arrow isn't the only thing I shoot straight. If you ever come near my wife, you'll be hauled off in a body bag. ~ Lucy McConnell

Are you jealous?" She has a half-smile, a laugh waiting to escape.
"No. Not jealous." I squeeze her to me, lifting her off the ground back onto her tip-toes. "Possessive. You belong to me." I push her away. "Take off that dress." I allow some anger into my voice. "Now!" She jumps in place a little and reaches behind her to unzip. I grab her shoulders and twist her around. Putting my hands at the base of her neck, I rip the dress down the middle, tearing the zipper apart. She half gasps, half cries out. "You won't be wearing that again. ~ Willow Madison

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

Could a virgin be a whore? ~ Michelle Hughes

You're Piers Brandon, the Marquess of Granville, diplomat and secret agent in the Crown's service." She ran a fingertip down the noble slope of his nose. "And I'm Char - "
Her words were lost in a gasp.

With the speed and strength of a whip, he had her turned on her back, sprawled beneath him on the tufted carriage seat.
"You will be Lady Charlotte Brandon, the Marchioness of Granville, diplomat's wife and mother of my heir."
.......
"You'll be mine," he murmured. "I swear it, Charlotte. I will make you mine. ~ Tessa Dare

I know what you think…like most girls do…that you have to work hard at a career, get ahead, be just as ambitious as a man." She raises an eyebrow to this, but stays quiet. "I don't want a girl who wants to be a man's equal. I want a girl who understands her place. ~ Willow Madison

Acting so obviously submissive to Max around strangers, I felt a lot of humiliation. The looks from people, the comments. But I also felt this strange sense of pride. I am his possession, his property. And I'm proud of that. I'm proud of how happy I make him. ~ Willow Madison

I'm silenced by his right hand cupping my chin and ear, his left hand flattening against my ribs as he gently pushes me back against the wall.
I can feel the brick pressing into my naked upper back, cold and rough. His kiss is slow, tender...firm. His lips are warm, tongue smooth and flat, filling my mouth...I can't even feel my own tongue...taking my breath away with his. ~ Willow Madison

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~ ~ Lucian Bane

Oh, you do sweet, sweet things to me," she whispered against his lips.
"Hmm. Sweet wasn't my first thought. ~ Cristin Harber

Phillipa blew out her breath. Running a finger along the soft flower petals, she unfolded the note. For Phillipa, she read to herself,
I hope adding yellow daisies isn't too forward. I asked Lady Fennington for their meaning, and she said white means "purity," while yellow means "slighted." I'm taking them to mean "frustrated." Because I am frustrated that you are still pure. Bennett.
She snorted. ~ Suzanne Enoch

I've succumbed to the absolute power of the man that pulls, culls, calls my unwitting submission. And I've embraced the power of my submission to draw him in further, to have him kneeling and worshiping what he's conquered. I've known surrender and strength with him. True freedom. And a hell of a lot of orgasms. ~ Willow Madison

Nothing is as deadly as the love of a powerful man. ~ Nenia Campbell

When he sees my pain, the old and new, he pushes me to give it to him. To give in to his need to consume all of it and make it his. ~ Willow Madison

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

Rui bit out something raw and primitive. He raised his head and she saw his animal in his eyes, a rich, wild gold, and then the room spun and she was on the mattress, his big body covering hers... ~ Rebecca Rivard

If you walk away from this, from us, my only hope is that you look back twenty years from now and remember that there is no person on earth more deserving to be cherished than you. ~ Michelle Hughes

I've never felt remorse before. It's disgusting. ~ Willow Madison

Oh for Christ sakes. Ay carrumba, chimichanga. I have no idea what you're saying, but shut your pretty pie hole. ~ Cristin Harber

I want you to be afraid of making me angry…this will help you to remember how to behave. ~ Willow Madison

Two Strapping Alpha Billionaires. One Girl Looking For A Fresh Start. A Heck of A Wild Ride! ~ Scarlett Avery

That day will never come. I'll be the last bachelor standing." Dylan made a show of looking at his watch. "And if I hustle, I can still meet, mingle and be the answer to some woman's sexual prayers. Let's hit it before she settles on second best. ~ Jory Strong

Now, my brothers are bustin' their asses to cover our shit, and you race to the bathroom like you're fifteen, we're in your bedroom, I just popped your cherry, and your Dad's at the door. Babe, I get you got issues but on top of all our other shit, we gotta spend some time sortin' those out. ~ Kristen Ashley

As a fantasist, I well understand the power of escapism, particularly as relates to romance. But when so many stories aimed at the same audience all trumpet the same message – And Lo! There shall be Two Hot Boys, one of them your Heart's Intended, the other a vain Pretender who is also hot and with whom you shall have guilty makeouts before settling down with your One True Love – I am inclined to stop viewing the situation as benign and start wondering why, for instance, the heroines in these stories are only ever given a powerful, magical destiny of great importance to the entire world so long as fulfilling it requires male protection, guidance and companionship, and which comes to an end just as soon as they settle their inevitable differences with said swain and start kissing.

I mean to invoke is something of the danger of mob rule, only applied to narrative and culture. Viz: that the comparative harmlessness of individuals does not prevent them from causing harm en masse. Take any one story with the structure mentioned above, and by itself, there's no problem. But past a certain point, the numbers begin to tell – and that poses a tricky question. In the case of actual mobs, you'll frequently find a ringleader, or at least a core set of agitators: belligerent louts who stir up feeling well beyond their ability to contain it. In the case of novels, however, things aren't so clear cut. Authors tell the stories they want to tell, and even if a number of them choose ~ Foz Meadows

Yes," I said. "Every woman who is aroused by submission is also aroused by an alpha male who can tame her. These women aren't looking for a husband in the bedroom who will make them feel safe and loved. They already have that in their relationship. These women are looking for a man who is strong enough to conquer them. That way the woman can still feel vibrant and independent… but also feel comfortable submitting to their lover. That's the turn-on for women. They don't want to be submissives… they want to feel like they can't resist submitting. ~ Jason Luke

When I lie this close to you, when I smell your scent, when I hear your voice, I know everything that matters."
She looked down the length of him.
"You are the male I want to mate with. That's who you are. ~ J.R. Ward

Her insides began to roar with a ferocious explosion of sensation and entitlement. For a moment, her thinking mind know this was what male and females were put on earth to do. ~ Lisa McKnight

I can promise that every morning when you wake up, you'll never regret being with me. ~ Lynn Hagen

She clenched her fists. "I believe, milord, that I have endured my full limit of male tyranny."
"I am afraid, milady, that you will have to become accustomed to it. It is the way of things, here in the world beyond your cloister." He turned her forward and nudged her to continue down the stairs. "This world would fall into chaos if women were allowed to do whatever they wished. ~ Shelly Thacker

The queen's prized artic wolf. Once an alpha male." He turned to Scarlet. "But you need a pack to be an alpha, don't you? ~ Marissa Meyer

I'm not a religious or spiritual man. I am guided solely by my instincts, my gut. And they have led me to you. Without you, I have nothing to believe in. ~ Jessica Hawkins

Up close, Lucas's scent hit him differently. His smell had cloyed and taunted, lingering in rooms where Lucas had been. But now it was the real, male smell of skin and soap, sweat and breath. And his distinctive Hunter scent was so much more delicious for all the ways it blended with Lucas's own human essence. ~ Amber Belldene

Something that's bothered me for a while now is the current profligacy in YA culture of Team Boy 1 vs Team Boy 2 fangirling. [...] Despite the fact that I have no objection to shipping, this particular species of team-choosing troubled me, though I had difficulty understanding why. Then I saw it applied to Suzanne Collins's The Hunger Games trilogy – Team Peeta vs Team Gale – and all of a sudden it hit me that anyone who thought romance and love-triangles were the main event in that series had utterly missed the point. Sure, those elements are present in the story, but they aren't anywhere near being the bones of it, because The Hunger Games, more than anything else, is about war, survival, politics, propaganda and power. Seeing such a strong, raw narrative reduced to a single vapid argument – which boy is cuter? – made me physically angry.

So, look. People read different books for different reasons. The thing I love about a story are not necessarily the things you love, and vice versa. But riddle me this: are the readers of these series really so excited, so thrilled by the prospect of choosing! between! two! different! boys! that they have to boil entire narratives down to a binary equation based on male physical perfection and, if we're very lucky, chivalrous behaviour? While feminism most certainly champions the right of women to chose their own partners, it also supports them to choose things besides men, or to postpone the question of partnership in favour of ~ Foz Meadows

Of course I wanted to embarrass my children one day. Isn't that why people had kids?
Besides free labor, I mean. ~ Laurel Ulen Curtis

Tonight, you're mine. In fact, Songbird this is only the beginning. This body, pussy, your voice, all of it belongs to me. ~ Sienna Mynx

Yeah ... hey, you have a male here." Shay walked toward the hall, sniffing the air. "And he's human. Way to go, Dani! ~ Lia Davis

He was, she realised, quite graceful. The very idea surprised her. Male grace was a quality she'd never thought of beyond the ballroom; either a man could dance a quadrille with skill and without stepping on her feet or he could not. But here was another kind of grace altogether
and untrained grace, an instinctive animal grace. ~ Pamela Clare

It wasn't till Sebastian began to stalk toward her that she recalled her situation. She was wet and half naked, alone in a room with a strong brutish male of unknown intentions ~ Kiersten Fay

When all was said and done, Ella was but a maiden, a member of the fairer sex. It was a well-known fact that women were ill-equipped to deal with matters of importance, had nervous dispositions and were liable to swoon at the sight of blood. It was a man's duty to protect his womenfolk from the horror that life could throw. ~ Michelle Smart

My father and I used to watch a ton of old horror movies when I was growing up. 'The Creature from the Black Lagoon' was one of my father's favorites and he was very excited for me to see the film. But after the movie was over, I told him that I was kind of bored. I said to him, 'I'm sorry, Daddy, but I saw the zipper in the back of the monster's costume. From that point on, I was really never scared at all. The point I'm trying to make is that I don't believe someone intentionally tipped off the target. And I maintain that no one made some horrendous mistake, which I'm now trying to cover up. I believe what really happened with the operation was that our target ended up seeing the zipper. Orlo Kharms realized something around him wasn't… real. And he was able to avoid the trap we had laid out for him. ~ Richard Finney

He had the right mix of pissed-off male and swoon-worthy alpha to make any girl's heart go pitter-patter. ~ Chelle Bliss

I am not a twenty-two-year-old boy; I am not a besotted fool. If you think to jilt me, think again. For I will not turn tail and run the other way as he did, oh no. I will find you, and I will drag you to the altar on your back if need be, no matter how you might be screaming. No matter how scandalous it might be. ~ Brenda Joyce

I didn't ask any questions. I didn't think. The steroids did that for me. ~ A.D. Aliwat

Sylvia Day spins a gorgeous adventure in A Touch of Crimson that combines gritty, exciting storytelling with soaring lyricism. Adrian is my favorite kind of hero
an alpha male angel determined to win the heart of his heroine, Lindsay, while protecting her from his lethal enemy. Lindsay is a gutsy, likable woman with paranormal abilities of her own, as well as a dedication to protecting humanity against a race of demonic monsters. This is definitely a book for your keeper shelf. ~ Angela Knight

He sauntered across the kitchen, six feet of male hotness and charm, heading in her direction like a drone missile locked on a target. ~ Melissa McClone

Mercia wasn't a little-in-love sort of man. He was mad, dark passion, sweeping emotion, and complete loss of reason, with his gaunt male beauty, his wealth and power, and his haunted past. ~ Grace Burrowes

Derek's breath touched Sara's throat in unsteady urges. "Sometimes," he whispered, "I'm so close to you ... and I'm still not close enough. I want to share your breath ... every beat of your heart."
He cradled her head in both his hands, his mouth hot on her neck. "Sometimes," he murmured, "I want to punish you a little."
"Why?"
"For making me want you until I ache with it. For the way I wake at night just to watch you sleeping." His face was intense and passionate above her, his green eyes sharp in their brightness. "I want you more each time I'm with you. It's a fever that never leaves me. I can't be alone without wondering where you are, when I can have you again." His lips possessed hers in a kiss that was both savage and tender, and she opened to him eagerly. ~ Lisa Kleypas

When an alpha male calls his woman a slut or a whore, it's not because he thinks she's disgusting, or because he's degrading her. Quite the opposite. He's honoring her, by telling her, "You're everything I want, and you love me enough, you're willing to be my every fantasy and not hold back. You'll be vulnerable with me because I want all you have to give. You're willing to be seductive, alluring, and sleazy for me, because that's what I want from my sexy bitch." What else could a man want, except maybe for her to cook his next meal in nothing but her hooker heals. ~ Chanse Lowell

Watching him, his hands buried in his pockets - to keep from circling her neck she supposed - she couldn't help but marvel at the curious mix of Southern courtesy and male arrogance, the natural assumption he shouldered of being lawfully in control. "Engaging in a moral battle isn't always hazardous to one's health, you know."
"Doesn't look like it's doing wonders for yours."
"Saints be praised, it can actually be rewarding."
Looking over his shoulder, he halted in the middle of the room. "Irish."
"I beg your pardon?"
"You. Irish. The green eyes, the tiny bit of red in your hair. Is Connor your real name?"
"Yes, why..." she said, stammering. Bloody hell. "Of course."
"Liar."
She felt the slow, hot roll of color cross her cheeks. "What could that possibly have to do with anything?"
"I don't know, but I have a feeling it means something. It's the first I've heard come out of that sassy mouth of yours that didn't sound like some damned speech." He tapped his head, starting to pace again. "What I wonder is, where are you in there? ~ Tracy Sumner

He looked like a sexy ninja. Or a tiger ready to pounce on his prey. She just looked like she was sitting sideways on an invisible toilet. Curse the male species for making danger look so good! ~ Leia Shaw

He was the protect at all costs, kind of man. She couldn't deny an alpha male was her dream. ~ V. Theia

I concentrate intently on counting: hearing my voice break as the torment and torture builds; fingering myself intensely at his instruction. As we get past ten I slip up; overwhelmed by the sensations wracking my body, I realise in horror that I don't know which number is next. ~ Felicity Brandon

Phan, welcome back to service, in which I push you around and give you a lot of orders. And send you off in a chauffeured car after soundly taking a crop to your ass twice a week. ~ Chris Owen

Alphahole?' Rex asked.
'It's one of those things in the blogs I read,' Gemma said. 'Shorthand for an a****le alpha male who tries to take charge of everything and acts like a d***. ~ Liza Street

Do you really think that I don't have anything better to do than to spend my time thinking about you? Digging up a little of the goods on Luc Martineau?"
Fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes and he laughed. "Sweetheart, there is nothing little about Luc's goods. ~ Rachel Gibson

Seriously, how was it possible that this huge, sexy male even existed? ~ Savannah Stuart