Quotes from Larissa Ione

Tell you what. You prove you work for the Grim Reaper, and I'll prove I'm an elf. Deal?" "Deal." Razr grinned, that killer one that made her ovaries clench. "Come on, Dobby. Let's go.

It had been centuries since he'd last succumbed to the kinds of feelings that usually signalled an impending catastrophic bout of self-destructiveness. He either wanted to kill something, or he wanted to fuck something...and the latter something was Cat.

Seems to me that home is where the people who want you are.

Was this what it felt like to do something unselfish? The sensation was weird. Uncomfortable, yet… not awful. Like liquor that tasted like shit but went down smooth.

Where the fuck did you get your medical training? Hogwarts?

I'm on the very edge right now." His voice throbbed with raw lust. "I want you under me. I want to claim you, get myself all over you. And as much as I'd love to mount you right here in public, right now—and I think in my past, I would have—I never want anyone to see you like that but me.

He might need to pull a new trick out of his bag of forgive me tactics. Weird. He'd always thought sex could fix everything Son of a bitch, he was growing as a person, wasn't he? And Shade said it would never happen. Asshole.

Don't let my calm exterior fool you. There's a beast inside me that's capable of horrors you can't imagine.

Aylin had gotten under his skin, and for all his experience fighting enemies, he had no defense against a female whose strength humbled him, whose voice soothed him, and whose touch drove him wild.

You," he purred, "are a HILF." "A what?" "A Horseman I'd like to fuck.

Because only a fool believes everything they read or are told.

She sank down in the chair again, gingerly, as if it would splinter. It might. Hades had made it himself, discovering in the process that he was a better Lord of Souls than he was Lord of Furniture.

I love you, female. You already own my heart. Why not the rest of me.

et l'espace d'une seconde il envisagea même de mettre ses tongs en cuir. Personne ne pouvait avoir l'air dangereux en tongs. Larissa, Ione Tome 6 : Guerre.

She shuddered. Little frightened her as much as the unholy canines. But she did find it amusing that the souls of evil humans who had tortured animals and were sent to Sheoul-gra got to spend a lot of time in the pits with the beasts. She'd always loved the whole an-eye-for-an-eye thing.

He's only mostly dead." She wrenched her head around to see Azagoth striding towards them, a trail of griminions on his heels. "M-mostly dead?" "Haven't you ever seen The Princess Bride?" It took her a second to realize he was making a joke. Mr.Serious, the Grim Fucking Reaper,was joking.

Is this some kind of joke?" "I have no sense of humor." She'd heard that about Raphael.

But no, he had to smell as good as he tasted, earthy and natural, like sex in the woods. He'd make a fantastic air freshener for some guy's man cave. Ione, Larissa (2014-12-16). Revenant (Demonica) (p. 71). Grand Central Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Fallen angels are traitorous scum who weren't meant to breed. They and their emim offspring deserve to be slaughtered." What a tool. If Zhubaal were anywhere but here, he'd lob a ball of acid fire at Ricky Bobby's haloed head. "You know I'm a fallen angel, right?" He gestured to himself. "I mean, I'm standing right here.

Vex had never believed in soul mates, but as her soul touched Zhubaal's, she knew the truth. They belonged together.

So that's who you want me to be? The innocent, sweet, shy girl you say I was?" She stormed over to the bed and snatched up the robe again. "Because I can't be her. I can't be anything but me. I love you, but I won't change who I am for anyone." She tied the robe around her waist and spread her arms wide. "This is me. You either love me for who I am, or you find someone else to love.

Those Heavenly bastards can suck my dick.

Touch my soul, Vex." Stopping in front of her, he took one of her hands and pressed it over his heart. "On my honor, it's you I want. Only you.

He'd taken a lot of females in his life, females who played at sex like a contact sport, but Tayla . . . she rocked his underworld.