Quotes About Protectiveness

Rachel gave him a warning look. She knew what her twin brother could be like. "Don't you dare go there," she said. "Summer's one of my best friends. You are not just going to play with her and sleep with her like all the other girls you date. She's off limits, Drew. I mean it.", Loving Summer by Kailin Gow

Nat was my first real boyfriend. My first kiss. I can remember when he used to defend me from the bullies back in kindergarten. He shouldn't be allowed to go around looking like some kind of rock star.", Loving Summer by Kailin Gow

I'm sure that when my daughter will bring home her first boyfriend, I'll be so intimidating that he'll run away, but embarrassing as well, just to have a bit of fun.

I'm super-sensitive when it comes to my sister. I've been known to snap off a little bit behind her.

You may be trying to claim the woman, his eyes said, but make no mistake, she and the fucking fireplace are mine.

He sees her like I do: at seventeen, twenty, thirty. Superimposed over the fourteen-year-old, he sees the woman she'll become. And he's staking claim. Over. my. Dead. Fucking. Body. And I can't die.

You're distressing Dani. No one distresses Dani but me.

You son of a bitch. You hurt my woman," Dageus growled

was always me worrying about Chloe

One doesn't let her fiancé fight a horde of ghouls by himself. Some things were just not done.

I wanted you to show me that you loved me. I wanted you to fight for me. I wanted you to do the ridiculous werewolf mating thing, where you bring me food, and flirt with me, and growl at any other male who tries to hit on me.

Nobody has ever looked at me the way he's looking at me at this moment. Like I'm his possession. Like if anyone else were to touch me, he'd break both their legs and an arm for good measure.

She's my girl now and I'll do anything for her at any time. I'm in love with her.

Those men want to take Laurence from me, and put him in prison, and execute him, and I will not let them, ever, and I do not care if Laurence tells me not to squash you, he added, fiercely, to Lord Barham. — Temeraire

And if you have been lying about it, Iskierka put in, having roused enough from her napping to follow the conversation, with slitted eyes, you may be quite sure you will all be sorry: if anything has happened to my egg, I will burn everything between here and whatever house Napoleon is hiding in, and then I will set *that* on fire, too.

Sammantha: Tucker? Tucker: Does some other man call at this hour just to hear your voice? If so, give me his name, and I'll kill him.

Leah's baby was nestled protectively in the crook of Devon's arm. In the golden firelight, his expression appeared grim. The neck of his shirt was open, the sleeves rolled up. With a soft gasp of mother love, Leah reached for her child. But Devon's deep, silky voice stopped her. "Who is the baby's father? And do you love him?" She froze. Her mouth went dry. Her heart pounded in her chest. He waited.

Eric: if Sookie had died, I would let you suffer. Bill: if Sookie had died, I would already be dead.

Bella, I love you, kid," he said in case she could hear. Fear brushed the walls of his chest, circling inside him like a bat in a house. Then he got hold of it. He wanted to get something for her, anything, but he did not want her to feel him let go of her hand.

I turn to Melanie. It's on her now. She narrows her green eyes at Willem. "If you rape or murder my friend, I will kill you." Willem tsk-tsks. "You Americans are so violent. I'm Dutch. The worst I wil do is run her over with a bicycle.

Ah, yes, I wrote the "Purple Cow"—I'm sorry, now, I wrote it!But I can tell you, anyhow,I'll kill you if you quote it.

Mom perched on the edge of our sofa, her forehead etched with a line of concern I'd grown to know well. It was the same one she'd flashed at me when I pointed to the twisty slide, the same one she'd pulled out when I'd taken up Tae Kwon Do in third grade, and the same one that had frozen on her features all through driver's ed last spring. It was her SMother face.

Never had Dallas seen the Targon more pissed. There'd been none of his usual charm, none of his nonchalance. He simply hadn't liked other men looking at Bride. And when the Mckell had staked claim on her ... shit. Bastard was probably already dead.

Biscuit growls. "Take one more step toward my girl, and you'll lose a foot." I'm impressed. And I'm jealous of a freaking dog. He's a hero, and I'm a zero.