R.A. Smyth > Quotes

“And no panties. I want the others to smell me on you. To see my cum coating your thighs and know whose it is.”
― R.A. Smyth, Chaos & Carnage

“Unfortunately, words mean nothing when you can’t back them up,”
― R.A. Smyth, Broken Trust

“I can’t believe I’m even thinking it, but it’s amazing what a day at the shooting range and the spa can do for your mental health.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Lethal

“When you’re used to awful things happening to you, you learn to focus on the positives.”
― R.A. Smyth, Beyond Vengeance

“I can’t move forward when I still have one foot stuck in the past.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“Why the fuck can people not respect personal boundaries. The quad is fucking huge, you don’t need to be shoving against me.”
― R.A. Smyth, Broken Trust

“It’s ironic that I had to lose myself to find myself again, but I’m beginning to think it was a necessary evil.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“A heartbroken Wilder is no fucking joke.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“What is Netflix and chill?” Okay, if I hadn’t already put my foot down, Dante’s lack of current pop culture without a doubt makes the decision an easy one. “It’s code for a fuck session.” I gape at Cain in shock. “No, it isn’t!” The asshole just quirks a brow. “When it’s you and us, wearing sweats and squished on a sofa together… yeah, it is.”
― R.A. Smyth, Chaos & Carnage

“You expect me to teach all day with a pair of eyeballs in my desk?”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“You blew up my world when you strolled into my apartment that day. It felt like everything was falling apart at the time. Only now do I understand that it was actually falling into place.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“But I owe you a thank you,” I say, looking back at Mel. I squeeze Hawk’s hand. “If it hadn’t been for you, I wouldn’t have found my way back here.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“Fucking hell, Little Sparrow,” I growl into her mouth. “I’ve never been one to lose myself to drugs or alcohol, but I am fucking addicted to you.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“Drawing out the moment, Emilia looks at me then at Hawk before meeting Kai’s eyes. "Mel." Her words are met with a stunned silence, and all I can think is, Who the fuck is Mel? Talk about a letdown. It’s about as disappointing as the final season of Game of Thrones.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“My pain in the ass brother-in-law scowls as soon as he sees me. Ah, what a loving relationship we have. “What are you doing here?” Even though the question comes out in an angry snark, I can tell his words are filled with rainbows and kisses.”
― R.A. Smyth, Blurred Lines

“He’s the electric shock that brings me back to life every time I feel myself getting bogged down. The flame that threatens to burn me if I get too close. And I’m the nuke that threatens to tear him apart. Together, we’re explosive. Volatile. Cataclysmic.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“All that matters is ensuring this magnificent woman in my arms knows tonight wasn’t just a job to me. That she isn’t just a job. Somewhere between the talking over wine and silent sessions studying yearbooks, the hiking, and fake dating, she became more to me; to mean more than anyone has in a very long time.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“I need them to touch, to taste, to stroke, to lick, and to fill me up until their names are a chant on my tongue and stars dance before my eyes.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Lethal

“However, as I glance around the room at my family, I can’t help but feel that even though there are issues that need to be resolved, we’re going to make it, because now I know for certain that this is where I was always meant to be—surrounded by these people, held in the loving arms of these men. This is my home. These people are my family. And together, we can achieve anything.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Lethal

“Right now, it’s fragile and easily broken, but I know that, given a bit of time, a little love, and some attention, we could form something durable and special. Something most people search a lifetime for and never find.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“I told you your safety came with a price. You better get ready to pay up, ‘cause that was only the beginning.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“When you’re around, my life is better. Lighter. Brighter. More vibrant. More alive. You’re the splash of color in my world, and I don’t want to go back to living in the gray.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“I can’t believe what I’m fucking hearing. Her pussy must have manifested magical abilities because it’s obviously scrambled your brain.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“It was an accident,” I rush out, spinning to look at her. That’s not quite right though. It wasn’t an accident.  “What, you just slipped and fell on their dicks?”
― R.A. Smyth, Blurred Lines

“While Wilder had to watch me fall apart in order to find himself, I had to give myself over to him—completely and wholeheartedly.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“For the first time in a long time, I find myself excited for tomorrow. Wilder’s going to obliterate every remnant of the safe world Emilia has built for herself, and I can’t wait to watch him.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“I gasp as I stare at the bold, confident woman staring back at me. Gone is the scared, anxious woman who showed up unwanted all those weeks ago, and in her place is someone who finally knows what she wants and is ready to seize it.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Vile

“Why do you call me Little Sparrow?” I question, chewing on my bottom lip. “Mmm?” he mumbles, clearly half asleep. I don’t repeat the question, instead waiting him out, and deciding if he doesn’t answer the question then maybe I’m better off not knowing. At least for tonight. Eventually he asks in a husky voice, “Do you know what sparrows symbolize?” “No?” “They represent pleasure and happiness. They are all about finding joy in the little things in life.” I frown, unsure how that relates to me. “And I’m your sparrow?” He kisses the top of my head, pulling me tighter against him as he murmurs. “You’re my sparrow.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“Kiss me, taste me, fuck me. Do whatever you want with me because I’m all yours. I always have been.”
― R.A. Smyth, Pretty Spiteful

“What the—” Hawk stutters, staring in shock at the dead guard for a long moment before turning to face me. “You saved my life.” I just shrug my shoulders. “Yeah well, Sunshine woulda strung me up by my ballsack if I didn’t.”
― R.A. Smyth, Blurred Lines