Quotes About Defiance

People called Mom that a lot, probably because she had a hard time holding her tongue and could be brutally blunt when she disagreed with you. She'd explode like a thunderstorm, and then be fine again. Anyhow, she didn't care that people called her a bitch. "It's just another word for feminist," she told me with pride.

He backs out of the bathroom, arms up in surrender. By the time I hear the tires squeal out of the driveway, my rage has passed. But unlike the last time he messed with me, I am not at all triumphant or Buffy-like. I already warned him once, but he just paid me ten more bucks and came back for more.

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.

They don't know about the mornings when anger is the one thing—the only thing—to get you through the day. If they take that from me, I'm wide open: raw and gaping, and then I don't stand a fucking chance.

Hate. Huh. He'd never hated himself. If anything, he'd always liked himself a little too much. Once, a human female had even accused him of picturing his own face while he climaxed. He hadn't denied it, either, and next time he'd slept with her, he'd made sure to scream, "Strider" at the pivotal moment." --Strider, keeper of the demon of Defeat--

But allow Riley to boss him around? Multiply "hell, no" by "dream on" and divide by "suck it," and the answer was "the wolf could bite the big one.

Anya, the minor goddess of Anarchy? A woman who had more balls than most men—because she'd cut them off the guys stupid enough to get in her way and kept them as souvenirs.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but I might be a vampire so I don't give a shit. I'll heal

Back off, asshole. I haven't had a woman today, so I'm in no mood for this kind of bullshit.

Shush me again, I dare you." - Annabelle

You," the female on the bed said, her timbre shaded with irrittion. "New guy. Angel Boy. Colonel Curls, or whatever you want to be called. I'm done asking, so now I'm commanding. Free me.

I'd rather the world considered me crazy while I go down fighting than spend the rest of my life hiding from the truth.

At least my balls are bigger than yours," she sneered, shocking me. O-kay. Not so lost anymore. "You sure about that?" Gavin sneered right back, and I couldn't be sure, but it kind of looked like he was fighting a…smile? "Take off your pants and show me." "The only way I'll ever take off my pants in your presence is to use the material to choke you to death.

Pin his fucking legs." "Can't. Got his arms." "Knock him out, Paris." "Sure. Want me to spew diamonds from my ass while I'm at it?

I'd stood my ground against him. I wasn't going to jump when he said jump. I was more likely to give him the finger.

You're just begging for a piece of me, you know that?" she growled. "I don't know what gave you the idea I've lowered my standards, but I assure you, I haven't. I want no part of you.

He didn't face her. "I said go away." "Like I'm going to obey you. You aren't my daddy. Unless you want to be. 'Cause I've been a bad, naughty girl and I need a spanking.

She liked to steal - so what. She could kill without blinking - again, so what. It wasn't like she worked for the IRS or anything" - Bianka

Yeah, I understand. That doesn't mean I'll obey" - Bianka

One day a girl is going to cut out your tongue," Kitten told him. "If she does it with her teeth, I'm surprisingly okay with that.

Desecrate our temple, will you? Go ahead. However, I suggest you say goodbye to your cock before you do so." Win! Not a challenge, not a challenge, not a fucking challenge. Please don't let that be a challenge. He had a feeling the woman meant what she'd said. If he whipped out Stridy Monster to relieve himself, he'd lose Stridy Monster. And there was no greater tragedy than that. Ask anyone who'd been with him. "Uh

No. Dang him, no!

No one hit my friend and lived to tell the tale. That was my new motto, and one I would forever embrace.

Mr. Boot draws back his leg, preparing to deliver another strike. I prepare to take it like a girl. Better than a man.