Melanie > Books: 2019-favorites‎ (37)

"I simply cannot fathom why you are so constantly surprised by the height of my esteem for you."

"I simply cannot fathom why you are so constantly surprised by the height of my esteem for you."

Somehow, my heart has moved out of my chest and now beats inside her hands.

Somehow, my heart has moved out of my chest and now beats inside her hands.

But the look in her blue eyes - afraid, yet hopeful - tells me all my rules are no good here.

How can I ignore him and stick to my ten-year chastity plan if he's staring at me like that?

Does clearing the dishes make a man suddenly irresistible?

I want to get between her and anything that might take a swing at her.

Making sure she's okay doesn't really feel like a choice.

I can't be the one who takes any more free will from her.

She pulls up the sleeve and lines up her forearm next to mine. Not touching, but close. The difference is crazy. Like whole milk next to maple syrup.

"Live in the saddle . . . Die on the hog!"

"Live in the saddle . . . Die on the hog!"

Fetching made a point of never naming her mounts, but the Bastards had taken to calling this one Womb Broom: "The only thing keeping the chief's quim free of dust."

Hard as living in the badlands could be, it was nothing compared to living it in the hoofmaster's chair.

Survival was instinct. It was akin to hunger or breathing.

She could only watch. And place her faith in the most brazen mongrel ever to ride the Lots.

I am losing myself, piece by piece.

I am losing myself, piece by piece.

But Saint scares me in a different way. I'm not fearful for my life when I'm with him. I'm fearful for my soul.

Some truths are so horrifying that you can't even admit them to yourself.

Some truths are so horrifying that you can't even admit them to yourself.

(1.) It's definitely a dystopian read.

(2.) The town's social structure is based on Christian misogyny.

(3.) The writing has wonderfully feminist overtones.

(4.) Events get violent and are not for the faint of heart.

I'd rather have the truth, no matter how painful the outcome.

When I was small, every thought showed on my face. I've learned to hide behind a pleasant smile, but sometimes when I catch my reflection in the glass, I see the intensity burning in my eyes.

They can dress me up, marry me off, tell me I'm a woman now, but in no way do I feel ready for this.

"Who doesn't want to feel powerful? Who doesn't want to feel like they're in control for once in their lives?"

I'm only one girl.

"I cannot live my life without the human experiences I cherish so much."

"I cannot live my life without the human experiences I cherish so much."

"I love being a pirate, and there's nothing I want to be more."

"I'll sail anywhere with you."

His kisses had li

His kisses had lifted a loneliness off her she hadn't even known she carried.

How very cruel it was to fear and crave something - someone - in equal measure.

How very cruel it was to fear and crave something - someone - in equal measure.

It didn't seem ludicrous to imagine that he was invulnerable, a bulwark against all that would do her harm.

The instinct to protect his woman from any and all threats had become the strongest of all.

All the words spoken and unspoken between them hovered in the sea air until they fell at their feet like shards of shattered glass.

Among the mess, Alexandra's confidence might have been found. Along with her heart.

Two restless souls that would never be still. And would no longer have to wander alone.

Sometimes he questioned how he'd ever understood the world before her.

Sometimes he questioned how he'd ever understood the world before her.

As the only non-tattooist in her family, Nicole was used to being treated as the vanilla sheep.

Nicole pictured Noah's big mean tattoos peeking around the corners of a tailored suit. Her insides squeezed tight.

"He's big and mean and he looks like he could tear a boar apart with his bare hands."

This dumbfuck infatuation was going to kill him.

Anyone could see Nicole DaSilva had a life template and the spot marked 'husband' sure as fuck wasn't Newcomb sized.

Would he get a chance to make good on all those heated little looks Nicole shot him?

"Come, then you can suck my fingers while I fuck your little pussy raw."

"We don't choose what does it for us."

That was the thing about sisters, about family; you knew the make and model of all their buttons.

There's no justice, not in this world. All we have is vengeance.

There's no justice, not in this world. All we have is vengeance.

I should have shot the bitch the first time I met her.

...you can't be a shrinking violet when you're dealing with douchebags.

✔ heroine with a backbone of steel
✔ alpha hero who isn't sleazy
✔ great banter
✔ NO annoying 'I'm overcome by my lust for you.'
✔ intricate plot that comes together nicely
✔ fabulous British slang throughout
✔ crazy British extended family

"Bruja, it's a wonder you made it past childhood. You've got an evil tongue."

"I love that you can fill every role in your own life. But I don't want anyone to ever take mine."

"I love that you can fill every role in your own life. But I don't want anyone to ever take mine."

0-50% ===> 3 STARS
50-100% ==> 5+ STARS

If I'm completely honest, I've been falling for him, in pieces, since the night we met.

Nightmares may be lies, but we don't have to be liars.

Nightmares may be lies, but we don't have to be liars.

"I wish to make a bargain, Fortuna Sworn."

If I wasn't hard, or closed off, the world would destroy me.

"Fortunately for me, you faeries keep forgetting what I am," I hissed.

"Sometimes it's not about being stronger. It's about being smarter."

The sad fact was that wicked men were interesting and good ones were boring.

The sad fact was that wicked men were interesting and good ones were boring.

"I want you to be my partner and stand at my side."

Sometimes I get so tired that I just roll with the punches. But for some reason, I can't give up completely. I can't just let myself

Sometimes I get so tired that I just roll with the punches. But for some reason, I can't give up completely. I can't just let myself drift and die. I want to live.

He wanted to tell Shane that the closest he felt to home was when he was with him.

He wanted to tell Shane that the closest he felt to home was when he was with him.

He hated himself for wanting any of this. But not enough to stop. Never enough to stop.

"If I expect things of you, you can be damn sure I expect them of myself."

"If I expect things of you, you can be damn sure I expect them of myself."

"Doing things by halves isn't my style."

I'm happiest when I have someone under my thumb. A dictator, but in the most benevolent way possible.

"What's the point of living if I can't be happy? If all I can do is just exist?"

I've been able to construct a box in my mind and trap her in it, but she's never truly silent.

"I can't fix you, because you're not broken."

What matters most is courage.

"Do you think love is a choice or a feeling?"

"Do you think love is a choice or a feeling?"

Yes, it was a terrible mistake, but it didn't alter who I was. I didn't suddenly overnight become a drug addict or a career criminal.

"I feel possessive of you." It sounded like it hurt him to say the words.

I don't know if I was supposed to feel that way or if I was supposed to want independence.

He liked to blame me for this out-of-control person he'd become.

"Love comes in all kinds of packages. Some are neatly tied up, and some are messy."

"You're the only woman whose heartbeat I want to feel against mine."

"You're the only woman whose heartbeat I want to feel against mine."

As far as I could tell, the best thing about ageing was that the older I got, the fewer fucks I gave about the opinions of my peers.

His voice alone was enough to part my legs.

I wanted to know more about the pain in her eyes.

"I believe two consenting adults should be allowed to do whatever they want behind closed doors as long as it doesn't hurt anyone."

There was nothing safe about the way I wanted her.