Quotes from Shelly Laurenston

The last thing Mitch really remembered was…being on top of Sissy. He'd had a split second of thinking, "Wow. This feels really good.

Her eyes grew wide and she briefly covered her mouth with her hand. "Are you a virgin?" she whispered. "What? No!" "But when do you find time with that rigid schedule of yours? I mean prisoners at Rikers have more freedom!

Sissy didn't know feeding Mitch would be so enjoyable—except for the expense, of course. He'd pretty much groaned and purred during the whole meal. Everything she put in front of him made him smile, and then he'd feed like he hadn't eaten in days.

I'll dismember you while you're still breathing. And, in case you're concerned, because it seems like you'd be concerned—you're clearly very caring—I won't miss a lick of sleep or have any PTSD over it. Your screams will mean nothing to me, because I won't give a fuck. Why? Because I'm a cunt. I'm a raving, raging cunt.

I'm a fuckin' honey badger and by this claw"— she held her hand up—" I fuckin' rule.

If he didn't have Ronnie already in his arms he'd have assumed she'd just opened the door...and aged a few years. Wow, he thought in surprise, she's going to be hot when we hit fifty.

He was thinking of Max MacKilligan as his girlfriend? The crazy female who'd decimated an entire team of well-trained mercenaries with her badger teammates? Or who didn't seem too concerned that he'd almost eaten a child? That woman he was thinking of as his girlfriend?

Are you really coming at me?" "Lady, I'm trying to be nice to you. But I wouldn't push your luck with me." "You? Tiny little hybrid freak? What are you going to do?" "Morally reprehensible things that most good people would be appalled by.

He leaned down to her ear and purred. Damn but she loved when he purred.

You? Make me breakfast?" "Of course. Just wait until you taste my waffles, doc. You'll see God." "Considering my personal belief system, I somehow doubt that.

Stevie clearly didn't have control over her issues. She panicked easy. She cried easy. She exploded into rage real easy. And when she did all three at the same time . . .

Surprisingly, Gwendolyn, I have more important things to do with my time, like put bamboo shoots under my nails or drill holes in all my teeth.

Gwen handed the bag to him. "Honey buns for my honey bun.

Do you mind if I ask you a question, darlin'?" "Only if you stop calling me darlin'." "Now where I come from that's a term of endearment." "Really? Well, where I come from motherfucker is a term of endearment. Want me to start calling you that?

The entire floor teeming with full-humans watching their children skate, all of them hoping to be the breeder of the next gold Olympian.

In her opinion, hard asses were people who said mean things simply to be mean. They seemed to get a kick out of breaking people down and, if they felt like it after, building them back up. Kiki, however, just told people the honest truth if they asked.

Kera went up on her toes and gave Vig a quick kiss, then she was gone. In the SUV and disappearing down the street. Vig walked back to his truck. That's when Stieg driely asked, "do you need another minute to blush coquettishly and dream about your white wedding?" As Vig walked around the front of his vehicle, he grabbed Steig by the hair and slammed him face-first into the hood.

Because Odin was a sick, vindictive fuck and it had always amazed Hel that so few mortals remembered that about the Allfather.

Marry me? Wait. No, no. Incorrect response. It'll just weird her out and make her run again. Normal. Be normal. You can do this. You're not just a great skater. You're a normal great skater

You're going to hell," Ronnie said for the millionth time. "Don't worry. I've picked up a lovely property overlooking the lake of fire. We're set.

Oh, my God," she gasped. "What?" "It is bigger." Lock peered down at his cock. "Well," he offered as explanation, "it's in a good mood.

I always thought he looked like a postal worker who's about one write-up away from losing it completely." "Personally

Dear God, the woman was still beautiful. After all these years. All this time. And he bet he could have her pants off and be inside her in…he glanced at his watch. Thirty seconds. Yeah. That would work.

What took you so long?" Janie Mae asked as Darla closed the door. "I was torturing your mate." She grinned at her sister "It was surprisingly fun!" "It is, isn't it?