Top 74 A. Zavarelli Quotes
#1. One thing I know for certain is that this killer - the Reaper - isn't my white knight. In fact, in this story, I very well suspect he may even be the villain. Because if Blaine ever finds out how I feel, it will certainly be the death of me." - Sasha
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#2. My dark prince. The reaper. The man who spilled blood for me without pause. For that reason alone he'll always be on a pedestal that no other can reach. He'll always be the memory I revisit in my darkest of times.
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#3. Ye're coming with me," he says again. "I think that's called kidnapping," I tell him. He shrugs. "Why trifle with labels?
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#4. I'd serve him any day of the week and twice on Sundays. Because, fuck me, that's why.
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#5. You can't change a leopard's spots. Broken people can only fix themselves.
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#6. I don't know anything other than that it's always been her, from the moment I saw her three years ago. She's the thing that I've yearned for more than anything else. And for that reason, she's the one thing I can never have. I cannot control my urges. My instincts.
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#7. Come here." He gestures towards the door.
Would you get a load of this character?
Come here, he says, like I'll just do it.
I do.
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#8. Will Sasha abandon her plan in order to stay with Ronan???
Will those two be able to stay together and be happy when they are having so many demons to changing them down???
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#9. He's the lightning, and I am simply a conductor. We were always bound to converge.
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#10. And do you know what happens to people who give out second chances like Halloween candy? They get fucked over.
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#11. This is the moment I realize that our traumas never really go away. They live inside of us, in the deepest darkest pits of our own tiny hells. Cocked and loaded, waiting for someone to come along and pull the trigger.
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#12. I wanted to bend ye over the table and eat your hot little cunt before the whole lot of them," he says.
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#13. Was it cruel if someone asked for it? Begged for it, even? She always begged. Even now, I could hear her whimpering for me. Christ, those noises she made. A one-way ticket to heaven.
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#14. 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.
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#15. I thought I told you I don't play by the rules," I argue. "Ye're mistaken," he says. "Ye just walked into my world unbidden. So you will play by the rules, butterfly. You'll be playing by all my rules.
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#16. He kissed my tears away and whispered sweet words into my ears. Words that he was too afraid to say out loud. He told me I was beautiful. That I was perfect in every way. And that, unconditionally, I was his.
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#17. She made the beast rear its ugly head. Stirred fantasies in my mind I would have never otherwise entertained. Owning her wasn't enough. Controlling her didn't douse the inferno blazing inside me.
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#18. My life, my love, my breath. May we always have each other, in this life and the next.
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#19. I want you to know the level of my devotion to you," he states. "I don't ever want you to question it. The things I have and will continue to do to protect you. To avenge you. They are dark things. But that darkness is my burden to carry, and it always will be.
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#20. And I will make you mine all over again. Every day, for the rest of my life, Solnyshko. That is my promise to you. I will make you fall in love with me every day for a lifetime.
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#21. It wasn't desire, it was biology. My body was adapting to the situation. Doing what it needed to survive. That, I was certain of. Because if I had liked it, liked the hands of this monster, that would have made me a monster too.
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#22. She blinked her eyes open, her lips parted and cheeks flushed, looking every bit like a goddess before him. And if he were a better man, he wouldn't have been able to taint such purity. But he wasn't a better man, and there was no turning back now.
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#23. We're oil and water. We don't mix. I'm bad for him. And he's no good for me either, probably. But I'm his, regardless. He needs to know that.
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#24. I'm not letting you go, baby girl. You need to accept that.
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#25. I will never understand what it is about this quiet,
enigmatic man that renders me completely senseless.
Ronan feels it too.
This explosive link between us.
All I have to do is enter his orbit,
and I'm a slave to his power.
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#27. It was Brighton. She made me fucking insane. Her beauty and absolute perfection dissolved any moral boundaries that may have existed within me.
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#28. You already know all about monsters," he said regretfully. "Don't you kitten?
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#29. She was stone cold and hard as fuck. And that's when I knew, she was a ride or die chick. The Letty to my Dom. I
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#30. He tastes like mint and posession and fire.
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#31. Know what's worse than cold turkey? Just a little bump. One tiny sip to take the edge off. The edges never went away, they only got sharper. Every addict would tell you. Gray areas couldn't exist in a sober environment.
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#32. I needed to channel the darkness that ran through my veins and embrace it. To play this game better than this man ever could have predicted. After all, I'd only been with him twice, and already I could see his weakness.
His weakness was me.
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#33. Fancy that, do ye?" "Va va voom," I say in answer. "Any chance you'll let me drive?" He spins the keys around his fingers. "Not even if I was dying.
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#34. Do not provoke me," I bite out. "I told you not to provoke me." "It's not my fault you can't control your temper," she snaps. Her
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#35. And though she be but little, she is fierce- Shakespeare
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#36. My skills are unique. Forged over a lifetime of dedication and hard work. It is not talent. It is not luck. It is nothing less than perseverance that makes me the best at what I do. For
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#37. Ronan and I have always had a fucked up way of going about things. The first time he fucked me, it was next to my dead boyfriend's body. The first blowjob, in a basement he uses to kill people. He isn't at all sweet. But if I wanted sugar, I'd eat a fucking cupcake.
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#38. Cue the cruel and mocking laughter from the puppet master of this fucked up sideshow.
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#39. I wanted to break you. I never expected you to like it.
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#40. Javi is the poison I drink so willingly because nothing else has ever tasted so sweet. He is everything. The light and the dark. The solace and the pain. The torment and the peace. And I can't imagine not having him here with me. I can't even consider it.
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#41. He's like a trip wire, rigged to detonate a category five hurricane of emotions inside of me. But I'm a masochist of the highest order, so I let him obliterate me. Again and again.
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#42. Ye don't get out of my bed the minute I blow my load into you," he says.
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#43. She was the only antidote for the bleakness that lived inside of me. My goddess. My deity. I wasn't a believer in any religion, but I'd make an exception in this case. I'd get down on my knees and worship at her alter every day if it brought her back to me.
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#44. He isn't at all sweet. But if I wanted sugar, I'd eat a fucking cupcake. I
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#45. I'd single-handedly go to war and burn their whole organization to the ground before I ever let them harm what was mine. And there were no two ways about it- Brighton would always be mine.
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#46. No, Ronan. It means that she missed you. While you are out and about in the world and doing your thing every day, a dog only has interactions with you to look forward to." "But why would she look forward to that?" he asks. "Because she loves you." He
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#47. It's not soft. It's not sweet. It's something wild and three long years in the making. A kiss that purges the memory of all other kisses before him.
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#49. Her eyes are like her personality. A chameleon. Always changing. They can be feline at times, warm like brandy. But they can be a whole lot of dark too, the color evaporating into an endless void.
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#50. The thing about butterflies, Mr. Crow, is that they need to be admired from afar.
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#51. Do you want to drown, baby?" he asks. "No," I answer. "I want to fly.
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#52. He only shows the world the smallest safest parts of himself. But inside, underneath, is a wealth of hidden discoveries. I want to know them all.
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#53. A smart woman would have walked away then. She would have lit a match and set fire to the entire clusterfuck that was this situation. But I was never a smart woman, and if you didn't believe me, all you had to do was ask my mother.
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#54. If an act of evil is to stain my soul, it will be for one of my own.
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#55. When peace exists within you, everything else becomes clear. I
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#56. His heart is the rhythm, mine is the echo.
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#58. But I know now that if you just wake up every single day ready to do battle- ready to fight for what you have- then you have a real chance to hold onto it.
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#59. Nobody else gets to see you like that," he declares. "Ye're claimed." His words douse me in gasoline. His eyes light the match. And when he grinds himself against me, all that's left to do is burn for him.
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#60. I have no idea why, but I'm grinning back at her. This temperamental, wild creature in front of me who has the nerve to put me in my place.
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#61. I don't have time for sweet tonight." He slides his thick cock between my thighs. "I'm going to fuck ye hard and fast and stuff ye full of my come before I have to leave.
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#62. Human emotion is not a linear experience. That which provokes emotion in one may provoke little, if anything, in another.
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#63. I glance up at the stars, trying to piece together constellations in the night sky. But just like my life, they are nothing but a jumbled up map of dots that don't connect, and they only leave more unexplained questions.
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#64. He smells like sunshine and ocean air and he tastes like hunger. I've
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#65. Like Artemis and Orion, fate was working against us, and we couldn't be together in this life. But he will forever be immortalized in my heart.
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#66. I didn't know what to say. What to do. I didn't feel strong anymore. I felt like I couldn't go on without him. He loved me fiercely. Obsessively. Rivalled only by the intensity which I felt for him. So why couldn't we be together?
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#68. Even when she was on her knees- filled with my darkness- she was still shining bright. My Siren's song, my exposed nerve. She lured me in and made me feel. And then she left me to perish.
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#69. think I'd say the same. I had to go to hell to find the person I am today. And in the end, the road through hell led me straight to him.
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#70. My heart is a compass, and it always leads me back to you.
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#71. Damaged souls have their own beauty. A dark, terrifying beauty. The same type of beauty I recognize in Ronan.
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#73. Sometimes it takes being at your lowest point to see who's really there for you. And they're all standing right beside me now. The
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#74. Any man can fuck me. But Alexei fucks my mind. My heart. My soul. He lights me up and burns me down. Every single time.
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