Quotes from Larissa Ione

Regan wasn't even sure what to say. They wanted to give her baby a demon animal that ate people. A furry land shark. it was enough to make her want to hyperventilate.

Yenrieth wanted to lick her dry. Then lick her wet.

All she'd ever wanted was to be good, so it was ironic that in order to do good, she'd had to become bad. She'd had to make everyone she cared about hate her. She'd had to lose everything, from her self-respect to her wings to her dreams of having friends and a family with Yenrieth, the only person she'd ever loved.

Yes", she said her voice dripping with sarcasm. "That's exactly what I'm saying, in fact let's try sex again." She leaped to her feet and torn open her jeans. "Maybe my magic vagina will cure you of all the traumatic acts my family has inflected on you.

How much time do you have? On Earth, I mean.' 'I honestly don't know.' His entire body went statue still. 'I don't want to lose you. I know that makes me sound like a pussy, but I don't.

Why a bird?" Another shrug. "They're free you know? They can go anywhere they want, whenever they want. They can just spread their wings and go.

Reseph had never been cruel or callous, had lived in fear of succumbing to his evil side. And if he was that bad now that his Seal had been broken… Ares was screwed.

The road to Hades is easiest to travel. ––Diogenes Laertius Enjoy the trip, because the stay is going to be hell. ––Hades

Who'd have thought your screwball brother could have gone so serial-killer fucktwat insane?

This (Earth) is hell. There are no fires, no burning pits of torment, no levels or rings or rivers of lava. When we die, we get put right back on earth to live our miserable existences over and over and over for all eternity.

God, these guys were like fucking Terminators. Or Borg. Resistance is futile and all that shit. It was clear she wasn't going to shake the Brothers From Hell.

Touch? Other guys? He knew she'd have to, but to hear her say it, to know she'd tried… A terrible pressure condensed in his chest cavity and his skull, and then he heard some sort of monster in the room—

I was a virgin before you. You woke a sleeping demon, Regan. I tried to sate it myself, but failed. Now you're going to deal with the consequences.

Remember that when he's slaughtering you. It's important that the guy strangling the life out of you is drop-dead gorgeous.

Better would be good. Because if she felt a little less like she'd been run over by a truck, she could jump on Dr. Hottie.

Moonbeams and sunshine, the clouds and the seas, all part of the many worlds I want you to see. Fear not the unknown, nor the depths of the night, for nothing can harm you when I hold you tight.

Here's how this goes. No Guardians. I don't trust any of them, including you. You can have as much ice cream as you want. I doubt I'll stop ordering you around." He turned his face away and put his lips to her ear. "And you don't get your own bedroom. You sleep here. With me.

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but sometimes mindless entertainment was a release of its own. Most important, mindless entertainment didn't come with complications.

War is hell." —William Tecumseh Sherman "Sherman was totally my bitch." —War

Funny how Boris wasn't the monster who came alive in her scariest night terrors. No, the title of Nightmare King belonged to the male looming like a death sentence in front of her, a gorgeous sandy-haired vampire in worn, bloodstained jeans and a loaded weapons harness beneath a long leather coat. A male named Riker who, twenty years ago, had killed Terese. His own mate .

even though I knew I had a snowball's chance in Hades with you." She sniffed and wiped a tear with the back of her hand. "I just … I just wanted to give you something pure. It's all I have. Had. Everything else about me is tainted by demon blood. But I had that. And it's always been yours." -Gem to Kynan Excerpt From: Larissa Ione. "Desire Unchained." iBooks.

An axe struck him in the head. Pain screamed through him as shards of bone from his own skull drove into his brain. "Bastard" he snarled as he wheeled around to his attacker, a burly Ramreel with a black snout and glowing red eyes. "You fucked up my Mohawk.

What happened?" he demanded. "He made you cry. Do you want me to kill him?