#alpha

I had lunch with my brothers,” Mark said, his face serious. “While you were still asleep. They told me. About Corey and that stupid set-up you agreed to where you’d pretend not to be my wife . . .” “I never agreed to pretend not to be your wife,” Dylan said. Mark’s face grew serious then. “That’s what it amounted to in the end though, didn’t it? You pulled away from me in exchange for me getting . . . what?” “Your career back,” Dylan said. “Your life.” “Dylan, you’re my life. You. ↗

— Nia Forrester

#dylan #fame #mark #marriage #the-seduction-of-dylan-acosta

He sighs with satisfaction, as he falls back into his chair, smiling. Still fully dressed in his expensive suit, he’s absolutely spent after f**king the life out of me. ↗

— Felicity Brandon

#bdsm-sex #spanking #life

It is the way of mortals. They fling themselves at life and emerge broken. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#alpha-and-omega #fair-game #mortality #life

He lifted his head, the sight of his dark, disheveled hair, eyes glinting with longing in the lamp light, the gorgeous spread of his shoulders, tapering down to the narrow thrust of his hips, made my ovaries ache deep in my belly. ↗

— Emme Rollins

#alpha-heroes #alpha-males #erotic #erotic-romance #erotica

Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium was not on any list of things he enjoyed—or things he was good at. At least no one had died. Yet. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#charles-cornick #humor #hunting-ground #public-speaking #humor

I don’t think you’re supposed to be able to get at that information,” said Leslie. “Don’t look,” said Goldstein, peering over Charles’s shoulder. “We don’t know anything about illegal hacking.” He whistled cheerily. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#charles-cornick #fair-game #goldstein #hacking #humor

Taking out werewolves, I gather and surmise, is akin to taking out a SEAL team. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#fair-game #humor #indestructible #leslie #werewolves

Fortunately, he'd found that most people were easy to locate at five thirty in the morning. . ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#charles-cornick #cry-wolf #humor #morning #wake-up

He rips his mouth from mine as he growls, "Mine. Only mine. Only. Ever. Mine," still slamming into me, pounding me against the wall. ↗

— Mia Sheridan

#love

He had never thought in his wildest imagination of marriage as an option for him. Never believed there was a woman out there that would make him sign up for that particular brand of madness. And, in the abstract at least, it still sounded like madness but this wasn’t about marriage, it was about Riley. With her, he knew that boyfriend-girlfriend shit wasn’t going to be enough. He had to have her locked down. ↗

— Nia Forrester

#angsty-love #commitment #marriage #proposal #riley