Quotes About Intensity

Fuuuuuuck......No'One....

As she took a deep breath, all she smelled was him, the scent going in her nose and blooming all over her body. Bastard, she thought. Irresistible bastard

if she thought she'd seen his eyes burn before, it was nothing compared to what they were doing now. Frost had never been so hot.

Mary is…different to me. I'm not going to pretend I understand why. All I know is, she's a pounding in my chest that I can't ignore…hell, that I don't want to ignore.

That Zsadist was late was no big surprise. Z was one giant, violent fuck-you to the world.

God, everything about him radiated sex, from the strength in his body to the way he moved to the smell of his skin.

An overwhelming, possessive instinct flashed through him. With dread, he realized he wanted to mark her. Mark her as his. He wanted that special scent all over her so no other male would come near her. So that they would know whom she belonged to. So that they would fear the repercussions of wanting to possess her for themselves. Except

This time…" He bared his descending fangs, his upper lip twitching. "I want your fangs in me, I want the pain and the rush. And I want you at my throat.

What did you do with the female?" Zsadist growled to the next slayer. When all that came back at him was a "Fuck you," Z pulled a Tyson and bit the bastard.

All around, grown men were getting out of cars and shoving at each other like fifteen-year-olds, the bunch of juiced-up, armchair quarterbacks ready to peanut-gallery it up: The closest they were going to get to the octagon was standing on the outside of the chicken wire looking in.

I don't bite," Saxton whispered darkly. "Unless you ask." Blay

And he'd cozied up to a lightning strike once or twice before.

Eu não sou qualquer um. Enquanto olhava fixamente os olhos de ametista de Rehvenge, Ehlena pensou que ele tinha toda a razão.

No podía recordar exactamente cómo había entrado en su apartamento, o lo que le había dicho. Pero todo lo que habían hecho en posición horizontal era endiabladamente vívido.

He can't take her away!" he screamed at no one and everybody. "We just got her! He can't take her—he's a fucking stranger—" "Rhage," Mary got directly in front of him, jumping up to catch his eye. "Rhage, we have to—" Latching onto her wide, sad stare, he moaned, "She's ours…she's ours…this stranger can't take her away—she's ours….

You don't know this yet," he said grimly. "But you are mine.

The fact that the guy who was arguably his best friend had to watch the whole thing was just part of the cluster-fuck carousel, an added ball crusher.

And then he let out a predatory hiss— —and bit her so hard she had to hold back a curse. Now

The female was out and around to him quicker than a breath, and as she slipped and slid, and then landed right on him, Trez wanted to scream. He didn't. Nope. As she fell on top of him…he put his arms around her and fucking kissed her. —

For him, the control over his subs' minds and bodies was what he was after. The things he did to them sexually or otherwise, the things he said, what he made them wear…it was all carefully calibrated for effect. Sure, there was pain involved, and yeah, maybe they cried from the vulnerability and the fear. But they begged him for more.

Xcor lunged at her, moving so fast he wasn't aware of making the decision to get on her. And he was rough, shoving her hand out of the way and sealing his mouth on her sex, taking what he wanted, what she had teased him with. Now

As his amethyst eyes stared into hers, the air between them changed and she had the sense that he saw so much, too much. Especially as he said in a dark voice, "Will you let me feed you?" Hypnotized, captivated, she whispered, "Yes. Please." His smile revealed long, white fangs. "That is so the answer I was going for." -Rehv & Ehlena

The guy didn't have resting bitch face so much as resting I'm-going-to-kill-someone-and-light-their-house-on-fire face. Swallowing

resting I'm-going-to-kill-someone-and-light-their-house-on-fire face.