Aleksandr Voinov Quotes & Sayings

I think it sometimes takes me a while, but I end up making good decisions at some point. Pretty much when I have exhausted all other options. — Aleksandr Voinov

As long as you're not in love with the man, then why feel guilty because you're having fun? Besides, I've been thinking...
if you did fall in love with someone else there would be pretty little I could do." He suddenly chuckled, "except for ripping your guts out, cutting your balls off and stuffing them down your throat, of course."
(Dan) — Aleksandr Voinov

I want to learn his body, find every pleasure it's hiding. All this reverence and simple awe I feel when I touch him, feel his breath brush my skin. — Aleksandr Voinov

Hatred had blossomed from the vine of contempt in his heart, flowers of dark, grim splendor. — Aleksandr Voinov

It's hard to know a truth when you've never encountered one. — Aleksandr Voinov

If you'd lie with scorpions, you need a taste for poison. — Aleksandr Voinov

Falling in love with you isn't easy. Most people waver between loving you and killing you, and you're usually lucky they come out at the loving you side. — Aleksandr Voinov

There's no glory in this whole shit. No war is ever glorious. Heroes are usually dead. Besides, they rarely turn into heroes because they are super-humans, but because of circumstances.
Heroes rarely think. Heroes just act. So, all this is, is a stage for glory, small, personal and up to each one of us. — Aleksandr Voinov

He understood it then. The potential, the utter, unbelievable freedom to be whoever existed underneath his skin. — Aleksandr Voinov

You seem to be the one for firsts," his breath caught, "and lasts and always. — Aleksandr Voinov

Once you know what you want, you can make the rest happen — Aleksandr Voinov

Half of love is restraint. Patience and respect. Don't waste your time on the unworthy. — Aleksandr Voinov

He told it as he saw it. His way of lying was to remain silent. — Aleksandr Voinov

Once upon a time there was a Scottish SAS soldier in Kabul. He met a Soviet Spetsnaz soldier. They were enemies first, then shagged for nine years, fell in love at some stage. Dragons, battles, and damsels in distress in between, until an evil wizard took the Spetsnaz away. The Scot and the damsel battled the vile foes, until the Russian returned, but the evil spell still hat him in its claws. More dragons, battles, knights in not-so shiny armour later, the spell got broken, the Princes got reunited, and our Russian and Scotsman kind of lived happily ever after. (Dan) — Aleksandr Voinov

One touch from you ... ," water coated his lips, gathered in thick drops on his dark lashes, "makes me feel more than a whole goddamned orgy. — Aleksandr Voinov

His hand drifted up Jared's spine and into his hair. For a moment, he just stroked Jared's scalp, the movements slow, almost tender.
"Always hot watching a man get fucked." And then he grabbed Jared's hair and jerked his head back. "But even hotter watching him beg for it, isn't it? — Aleksandr Voinov

Love as inevitable as death. — Aleksandr Voinov

Lion has his claws already sharpened and is ready to go. — Aleksandr Voinov

Ask me again when you're inside me, and I might even whisper the truth. — Aleksandr Voinov

Kendras licked his lips. "Your Highness."
The officer laughed."You make that sound dirty. — Aleksandr Voinov

Sergei remembered well how unsettled Nikishin had been by the arm and leg that day. Then, it had made him sneer inwardly, but it was difficult to maintain that derision since he began to like the man. Trust him even. And that could be dangerous enough, laws being what they were, Nikishin being who he was. Never mind that any normal individual would be revolted by Sergei's current physical state, and justifiably so. Cyborg patchwork over mangled flesh. The pinnacle of attractive. He'd always been different, a freak. Now it was just visible. Impossible to hide. — Aleksandr Voinov

Tell me why I shouldn't shoot you," Stefano murmured. Low, intimate, just between them.
"Fun ... would be over too fast? — Aleksandr Voinov

More weapons hidden on his body than hallelujah-singing angels, dangling from a Christmas tree. — Aleksandr Voinov

Spencer: "Based on the number of drinks?"
Nick: "Based on the number of licks. — Aleksandr Voinov

I sit, smoking, my head against the cool comfort of the fighter plane's wheel, its wing shielding but never embracing me. I'm a cold nestling tonight. — Aleksandr Voinov

I'll be in position. Vadim left the building, struggling with the emotion, fuck, Dan kissing him like that hat shaken him, deeply. He'd needed that touch, that oath, that everything, but coudln't have responded any other way. Not in Russian, not in English. Couldn't have just held on to him for a moment longer. He wanted to hold him, fuck him, be fucked, he wanted to rest at Dan's shoulder after sex and think nothing but that they were both alive. Fuck the war, fuck the past, fuck the money. — Aleksandr Voinov

Nobody else exists to me when he lands. Everything stops existing when he takes off, as if he takes it all with him when he goes up there, to places I'll never see again. That vast open non-place of emptiness that only becomes significant when his comrades are there, too, and of course the enemy fighters guarding the bombers bound for Berlin. — Aleksandr Voinov

So that's what I am about? Keeping you together?" Dan turned to face Vadim, and he was pale under the tan. "Keeping you alive? What the fuck happened to the touches in the cave, to the vows and the cutting, to the one fucking big thing that isn't about need and doing but about being? What the fuck happened to the love?" He shook his head, agitated, and damn, this was painful all of sudden. "I don't want to be needed. I want to be loved, for fuck's sake. — Aleksandr Voinov

He'd do anything, absolutely everything for this man, suck him, kill, kill himself, run away, be something else, anything else, everything just blurred, darkness, a place inside that only held him and Dan. Nobody else, nothing else, no time, no place, no affiliations, no past, no future. — Aleksandr Voinov

Tiger and mountain lion. Fuck you. Fuck you for getting me out. You should have shot me. But you didn't have the guts to do it. Too weak. You just didn't care enough. You waited two years, and then you fucking stopped caring and tore out my fucking heart. Come on. Promises, Dan. Keep them. Cut it out. If you're a man. — Aleksandr Voinov

Because I love you and I can't get enough of you. That emotion ran deeper and deeper, like a river than had reached open plains, soft earth, and could burrow deeper now, build more force. There was no sense anymore that it would end, had to end, was better if it ended. — Aleksandr Voinov

The fact there was the desire that had been the basis of everything, much before any feelings or thoughts had become important, complicating it all.
I missed you, Dan. Everything. — Aleksandr Voinov

You made me human. I stand by that. You made me into somebody I would have wanted to become, if I'd ever thought about what I wanted to be that wasn't about a record or power or a rank or some ... delusion I was chasing. If all that was gone and stripped away, the man I am, I am because of what you did, what you made me feel all those years. — Aleksandr Voinov

... I agree with two things: the steppe is wide - even though I've never been there, and the mountains, fuck, yes, the mountains are a thing for themselves. They eat you up, swallow you whole, digest and churn around until their loneliness spits you back out again and you think that nothing else matters. Just them, and that tiny handful of life that's your own. Fucking insignificant. Nothing, no one, barely remembered, except perhaps for a moment of recognition in a goddamned teahouse." He shut up, suddenly, had said too much.
Vadim flashed a smile. "You're my favourite enemy, too. Fucking messy Brit. — Aleksandr Voinov

Dan's voice was rough and low as he murmured against Vadim's lips. 'I hate you, Russkie.' No. He didn't, but he couldn't find the right word for this. This feeling. Hatred was the closest he could get. The alternative was still unthinkable. — Aleksandr Voinov

No war is ever glorious. Heroes are usually dead. Besides, they rarely turn into heroes because they are super-humans, but because of circumstances. — Aleksandr Voinov

If you're just a soldier...what am I?"
"Just a king. — Aleksandr Voinov

All paradises have gates," Falchi said. "You'd wonder why God made Paradise with an exit if he didn't anticipate having to use it eventually. — Aleksandr Voinov

Wife, to him, was someone who stood for stability, for
coming home, for dealing with all the shit he wasn't able to deal with. For providing a real life and not this insanity. — Aleksandr Voinov

I don't want to be one of many stations you pass through." Paused, "I want to be the central station." He fell silent. — Aleksandr Voinov

I thought I was better than you." He felt too much, was tearing himself open with all this, but nine years deserved all his pain. "How wrong was I." Vadim reached behind him to touch Dan's neck.
"I wanted you even then. And I was ... curious. I tried to ... get into your mind, and instead let you in. Not good, and yet best thing I've done in this whole war."
"Best thing I've done in all my life". — Aleksandr Voinov

If I touched you, that'd be it." Dan shook his head, "Damn, how the fuck am I going to make you understand?" Pleading, almost. "You are everything, don't you get it? You are the Afghan mountains, the damned red dust, the endless sky. You were my home, and more often than not, also my reason. You are unlike all the others, unlike anyone I shag, because when I touch you, it's not just a touch, it's eleven years of heaven and hell. — Aleksandr Voinov

For me, he can walk on water, dance in the clouds. I know he can't, really, but what he can and can't do pales into nothing when I look at him. — Aleksandr Voinov

Holy shit, you're the most accomplished stalker I've ever met."
"It's not stalking if you like it. — Aleksandr Voinov

Our scars tell our suffering, not our weakness.
(Graukar) — Aleksandr Voinov

You everything I need. I'm just saying, I trust you. Whatever you want to do. I need you. And that includes ways and things that everybody else would shy away from. Because we're not everybody, Dan. We're us. — Aleksandr Voinov

No time for books, no patience. What good would they do? They don't tell you how to survive."
"No, they don't do that. They are reason, not tool." Vadim smirked. "They hold more truth than Pravda. Politburo can't lie in Pushkin. Pushkin was there before we became Soviets. It means ... if we have past, we have future." ( ... ) "At least I know that there are many truths. It's about learning to think different thoughts. Know things that you never felt. You could know what being rich feels like, or being in love, without ever getting real feeling. — Aleksandr Voinov

I love you more than I can say, than I can even think and what you give me takes my breath away, but breathing is overrated when I can kiss you. — Aleksandr Voinov

Train as if you had to bring the horse down, not the rider. Fight bulls, not men, and men won't best you. — Aleksandr Voinov

Following orders is right. Giving orders for the wrong reasons isn't. — Aleksandr Voinov

Lately, the thought of tomorrow is like the thought of a hundred years into the future. Who can imagine that Germany will still exist? — Aleksandr Voinov

In the end, this armor is my skin. If it is damaged, I am damaged. — Aleksandr Voinov

"There is only one thing I want to be part of. You." — Aleksandr Voinov

Sometimes history is just an excuse for incompetence at getting along with each other. — Aleksandr Voinov

I'd meant to seduce him into my bed but he seduced me into his life. — Aleksandr Voinov

I try not to think of the future. What we have now is good. Any mlre of this is just a bonus. (Sergei) — Aleksandr Voinov

Right now he was nothing but a physically hurt man who had been through hell and back, clinging to his promise. "We be ... together. More than just ... few ... hours. Wanna die ... with you. Not ... alone." Fought to stay awake, needed to spend every second with Vadim while he could.
Vadim kissed that hand again, looked up. "We won't die. We'll never die. I promise. He'd promise anything, meant it, would die defending this man, would live and die and suffer for him. — Aleksandr Voinov

The leopard is a cruel lover. His tenderness breaks the gazelle's heart. — Aleksandr Voinov

Your father's impressive.'He's a scary motherfucker, but we get along well. — Aleksandr Voinov

And all I know is that I can't lose you. I need you. You keep me together. You keep me going."
"That's a big fucking lot of responsibility, istn't it?" Dan's dark eyes were vulnarable, "you need me, or you love me. Wich one is it? And is there room for understanding me as well?"
"It's both, Dan. Not either or". — Aleksandr Voinov

No rules. No Revision. No Doctrine up here. Dizzying. He could be free if he wanted. Among enemies. He could stay here and keep his memories. Or go away and keep his memories. Or go back home and cease to exist. "It feels wretched and wrong."
But it feels. — Aleksandr Voinov

Dan didn't want to say anything, but the words were unstoppable. "I fucking love you. Don't leave me. You've got to find me." Again, fucking tears. Vadim shook his head, then pressed his face into the crook of Dan's shoulder, hoped to hide his weakness and felt like a man condemned to die.
"I will ... find you. If it's the last thing I'll do, I'll come back. Nothing will stop me. — Aleksandr Voinov

Make that cage golden, it's still a fucking cage."
"Wel , in the absence of other options, gold will have to do. — Aleksandr Voinov

Aye, that's me. Rough tough squaddie with the intellectual depth of a shallow baby bath and the educational background of a hedgerow. Complicated? Yeah, right." Dan laughed.
Vadim laughed, too. "Sorry, but that just about nails it." He grew more serious and whispered. "But you also have the heart of a tiger and the vastness of a mountain. — Aleksandr Voinov

Described as a "workaholic speed-writing freak" by fellow writers, a "creative writing class drill sergeant" by his writing 'padawans', Voinov is a self-confessed geek and has enlarged his days by 12 secret hours in return for the sacrifice of ten albino virgin pygmy hippos. — Aleksandr Voinov

The motherfucker really finds a way to say something very simple in a very complicated way," murmured Jean near Dan's ear. "How many words does it take him to say 'I love you'?"
"None." Dan murmured, smiling. "We're long beyond that. — Aleksandr Voinov

It's really rather simple.' Dan took the refilled glass, 'I love Vadim. — Aleksandr Voinov

Men kill you, but women eviscerate you first. — Aleksandr Voinov

I like men with weaknesses, his father had said. I can buy them. Men without weaknesses I have to kill. — Aleksandr Voinov

Love can be like a commanding officer. It's unfair, random, cruel, but it gets you through the war, somehow, gets you where you have to be. (Vadim) — Aleksandr Voinov

Hey, comrade," Dima said, tone, choice of words, everything exactly as it would have been in the eighties, in that forsaken country.
Vadim peered at him in the mirror. "Yes?"
"Are you guys in trouble?" Dima moved closer, stood within touching distance. "I don't mean your little crusade a while back. I mean the rest."
Vadim inhaled and lowered his gaze for a few moments. "Life isn't easy, Dima. That's our set of rules."
"You know you can change them. If he's fucking around ... ."
"So am I."
"But you're not happy with it?"
"It's just sex, Dima."
Dima looked at him for a long time. "It's never just sex for you, though. Am I wrong?"
"No. You're right." Vadim shook his head. "Rules, Dima. We're a different case."
Dima reached out and took him by the shoulders, pulling him up and back against him, which made Vadim look at himself in the mirror.
"It's not easy. I wish it was. — Aleksandr Voinov

You're my home. I will find you. — Aleksandr Voinov

The very thing that makes him a great killer makes him very much unsuitable for anything else. — Aleksandr Voinov

Pretty is different,' he murmured. 'Pretty has no scars. You are ... ' jaw muscles tensed again. 'Like the morning sky in Afghanistan. Not 'pretty'. Word's 'breathtaking'. — Aleksandr Voinov

This way, at least, we get to meet and kill interesting people. — Aleksandr Voinov

You're seriously in love, you know that? It's a great feeling, unless it hurts like a bitch. — Aleksandr Voinov

He broke me and since then, I just couldn't get rid of him. Not that I wanted to, but..." Vadim shook his head, chewed on his lip. "Ah, fuck."
"That's not love." The words came out of Hooch, without thinking. The truth did not meet the expectation, not after what he'd witnessed.
Vadim shook his head. "It wasn't. Of course not. How could it have been? — Aleksandr Voinov

And so he sat, waited in the silent night, occasionally checkin his watch to stay awake, and letting his mind wanter once more. Across the decades, across the countries and across the wars. His family, his friends, the sex he'd shared and the love he'd known. Lust and laughter, anger and jealousy, and a thousand other things, and he smiled in the end. If they got him this time, at least he had lived and he regretted nothing. (Dan) — Aleksandr Voinov

Let me live. Keep me alive. Both sentences so close in English, but very different meaning. — Aleksandr Voinov

Me, i'm going to write ass-kicking trans* characters. I think I might end up writing not a single thing that is "pure" by some people's standards. Just because, and because I can. — Aleksandr Voinov

... and then showed Owen the reservation. Four people.
"But we're only two," Owen said.
"Yeah, but my ego needs more space than that. — Aleksandr Voinov

Vadim covered Dan's hand on his tight and thought how very strange it was that something that had started like that could now be like this. All that violence could smooth out into something so deep and good that it very nealry brought tears to his eyes. — Aleksandr Voinov

You learn the wisest lessons from your enemy. If you live. — Aleksandr Voinov

Once upon a time, Dan had hated that body, smashed it, kicked it, beat it into a bleeding pulp, but now he wanted to crawl into it, or kill it and maim it, to possess it, eat, tear, destroy it and never leave it again. — Aleksandr Voinov

You're with me," Dan murmured against Vadim's lips. "In my thoughts, my heart, my mind, no matter what I am doing. I goddamned need you, and I want you - always. — Aleksandr Voinov

It was easier being strong when another man was strong enough to be weak. — Aleksandr Voinov

I've only ever really been afraid of the fear, but right now, I fear nothing. — Aleksandr Voinov

I don't want to talk." Dan's neck muscles tensed resisting Vadim's hand.
He didn't know the words and he didn't want to search for them. "I just want to feel." But no, that wasn't it. "I want to feel human. — Aleksandr Voinov

The shade melted away as the sun climbed into its zenith. All colors were now covered in stone dust. The only vigorous activity came from the bushes, where cicada songs pulsed like alien hearts. — Aleksandr Voinov

To love you is to love water that either parches the throat by its absence or drowns me with its anger! — Aleksandr Voinov

Never realized how much you might have been hurt, or worried ... you know. Others. Until I found out how fucking painful it is to fear losing you.'
'I never wanted anybody else after I'd found you. After I understood what it is we have. Didn't want any other man. — Aleksandr Voinov

He could sense Kshar underneath, and he knew he'd be able to sense him in whatever body. Unchanged, genuinely him. — Aleksandr Voinov

I'm not the casual sex type."
"Yeah, I gathered that. Why? Bored?"
"I wish." Josh gave a short laugh and shook his head. "No, sex with me is complicated. — Aleksandr Voinov

What about the scar ... in my face. He managed to force out, couldn't
find the words, no better nor easier way to ask and even plead. Do you want me.
Do you honestly still want me?
Please, want me. — Aleksandr Voinov

Knighthood. Was he even worthy? Just a little while ago, he'd have answered yes without a doubt, but now, facing the cross and his own desires, he wasn't so sure. Courage, loyalty, obedience, faith. If even a man like Ulric could act against those virtues, then they were not something one possessed, but something to be constantly guarded and reclaimed. — Aleksandr Voinov

We race towards something so amazing and precious it strikes me dumb with its immenseness. I lose every sense of myself, every thought; there's just emotion and utter fulfillment. — Aleksandr Voinov

You make me forget who I'm not. — Aleksandr Voinov

All men die, Kendras. Better get used to it. And then fight until the end, with every breath, every heartbeat, every single, last thought. — Aleksandr Voinov

Vadim moved to touch his lips to Dan's, tilting his head with his hand, urging him to open up and pressed in harder, needed that feeling now, that want and need. The fact there was the desire that had been the basis of everything, much before any feelings or thoughts had become important, complicating it all. — Aleksandr Voinov

A gentle, warm, sweet pain spreads through my chest at those words. — Aleksandr Voinov