Quotes from Larissa Ione

I'm Trey. And you are…?" "Intolerant of jackasses who fuck with my female.

You're a pure, holy angel of goodness, and I'm Satan's evil whore of a daughter. So yeah, we can't work. Thanks for pointing that out, Captain Obvious. But we can fuck.

She's my sister. I'll handle this." "She's my wife ," Arik shot back. "Husband trumps the brother card. So get the fuck out and don't come back until you have your temper under control.

In fact, the males very rarely take permanent mates.' His skin was so tan. 'Why not?' 'Because we tend to kill the females.' Ah, well, okay. That wasn't cool.

He wouldn't take anything from her ever again. But from this point on, he'd give her whatever she wanted. Which was easy, because what she wanted right now was an orgasm.

He didn't give a shit what Sin did, who she "mated" with, or what she did with her assassin business. But this Lycus fucker was blackmailing her, and that just pissed him off. The sudden image of her naked, beneath a well-muscled body did'nt bother him at all. At. All.

Be careful, little killer. The Fates can fuck with you in ways you can't even imagine.

Hellboy?" "What?" "Touch me. Make me forget all this." He was on her in an instant, took her down to the floor before she could blink.

I know what those fuckers were capable of, and I would never wish that on you" Her throat worked on a swallow. "What do you wish on me?" "Me," he said with brutal honesty. "Fool that I am, I wish me on you. Like, on you.

What else would they be?" "No idea." Arik shrugged … "Aliens, mabye?" "Aliens." Thanatos's voice was flat, disbelieving. "Your scepticism is funny, coming from one of the Four fucking Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

So ask me again why I'll win a battle of wills." "Fine." She jammed her feet under the covers. "Why?" "Because I'm immortal and you're a mere human. I have an eternity to out-stubborn you.

Harvester might have a halo, but dear, sweet Lord, she was no angel in the sack. Awesome.

Instinct made him want to fold her into his arms and fix her hurt, but instead, he steeled himself to finish it. "What? Why do you look so suprised? You are a sex demon. Did you think we could ride off into the sunset, set up a house and fuck up a bunch of kids? The only thing I've ever wanted from you is sex and blood. Fucking and feeding go together for me, and since I can't feed from you anymore...." He gestured to the door. "Get out, and don't ever come near me again." ~Con

He'd always prided himself on being more civilized than his brothers, but so much for that; he was becoming aroused in a damned sewer.

he stretched out beside her, uncomfortably close, as if they were lovers. Real lovers and not the most mismatched pair of fuck buddies ever.

He sobered as he gazed at her, then took a deep breath and pulled away. "I'm not normally affected like this. It's you. You're putting off some hellacious fuck-me vibes." "Not enough, apparently," she muttered.

I will never belong to anyone—I will die before I allow that to happen.

Easy there, Smurfette.

My temper is under control," he roared, and yep, that display surely convinced Ares.

One corner of his mouth twitched. "Should I consider that a warning?" "Just don't be surprised if you find yourself riding a bolt of lightning if you piss me off." "I'm into kinky shit, so that works.

Theres a nightmare scenario. Oh hey a weasel!

Virgin to father in zero to sixty

You think that's enough? Do you know how many episode of Jersey Shore you can watch before you want to gouge your own eyes? i do, and it's probably a lot fewer than you guess.

You don't appreciate confidence?" "I don't appreciate arrogance. There's a difference." "And what is the difference?" "Confidence is arrogance without an asshole