Danielle Monsch Quotes & Sayings

With a slow, deliberate movement, he pushed his hand into the fall of her hair, wrapping a thick strand around his fingers and wrist. His voice dropped, deepening as he spoke words meant for her. "I love your hair. The color of blood at its most fragrant and powerful."
The light tug on the strands didn't hurt. Instead it sensitized her. The swirl of color in his eyes was myriad shades of red reflected and magnified. "You should let go now," she said, low even tones that matched his own.
The corner of that edible mouth lifted, baring a fang. "Never. — Danielle Monsch

You may be some fearsome creature, but I'm her daddy. You hurt her, there aren't enough stone walls to keep me away from you and prevent me from mounting your head on a pike. You think you're a mean sonovabitch? Next to a father who's listening to his little girl cry, you're nothing more than pottery. — Danielle Monsch

She curled those fingers around him and gave a long, lazy pull. "No underwear?"
"Didn't want to slow you down. — Danielle Monsch

The Oracle handed her a small, leather bound booklet, about as thick as a pamphlet, and said, "You are a teacher, yes?"
It was nice of the Oracle to phrase things in the form of a question and let people feel they were imparting information. "Yes, I am."
"Excellent. I know teachers value learning, and this book has very valuable information on gargoyles. If Terak remains part of your life, this you'll want to know."
Larissa weighed it in her hand. "This is a very light history."
The Oracle arched one fine brow. "Why would I bother with that? This, my dear, is about how gargoyles mate. — Danielle Monsch

There are eight known Realms beyond this one. It's mixed what you find on them, but a couple of them, the phrase hell on earth couldn't be more fitting. They're a necromancer's wet dream. — Danielle Monsch

Be reasonable. Friendly. The first rule of negotiation her dad taught her was to find out what the other person wanted and figure out a way you could convince them you'd be able to supply it. That, and always be realistic about what was going on. — Danielle Monsch

I wish, little human, he rumbled when he finally dragged his mouth away from hers ... for you to be my mate. I wish to fuck you until you cannot walk. I want you to use me for your pleasure, and brand me so that anyone looking knows I belong only to you. I wish you to have our children, and I want you to be the warrior you are to defend our lands if necessary. — Danielle Monsch

... I am not noble. This is not a ruse to free you. The only thing I want is you underneath me, willing and wild. Do you understand? — Danielle Monsch

You are sweet to be so concerned over my love life, but I've decided only to date guys who have bigger swords than me. — Danielle Monsch

One thing this night taught her beyond all doubt - all males were lunkheads, all of them. She recognized that protect the poor helpless girl and don't worry her little wee head tone. I'm not stupid. I'm not going to run into a situation I have no business being in to show no one can boss me around. I'm not a warrior and tonight made that clear in large neon signage. But I deserve to know about events that concern me and help make the decisions on how to handle them. — Danielle Monsch

There was only being alone in the dark. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as her temperature rose, the tips of her ears starting to burn. Hatred, pain, darkness and the grave and all alone in this world, and she fucking pushed against the magic, the ugliness inside her free and battering against this piece of fucking shit spell. — Danielle Monsch

I don't do magic. I turn your attention back to Friday night and the big-ass sword I was carrying. My job is to run and swing. — Danielle Monsch

Terak, you are not a fool. You are a great leader, — Danielle Monsch

Eyelids lowered, bringing his eyelashes into relief against his skin. No eyebrows, but yes to eyelashes. Hair on his head but none on his chest or arms. In this form, did he still have hair in his private regions? — Danielle Monsch

Do I seem one who will not defend myself? You are her father, so I will make myself clear. Any who seek her harm I will kill. I will rip into them with claw and teeth and separate skin from bone from heart. An enemy, a friends, from within either of our Clans - it does not matter. — Danielle Monsch

Above her like this, he was a warrior god, hot and hard, demanding complete submission. — Danielle Monsch

He looked her over with blatant intent, his gaze containing an edge that had her swallowing hard before she could stop herself. "Do you know what I think?" he said at last.
"I live to hear such things."
He stepped forward, only a handful of steps, but enough that the full force of his gaze grabbed and held held hers, enough that she could almost believe she could fell his breath, hear the beat of his heart under his chest. "I think I am done with anticipation. — Danielle Monsch

Before her lay the enemy. The only end guaranteed if she forgot that fact? Death - or worse. Strangely enough, approval from those who don't even bother to introduce themselves before commenting on my shortcomings ... tends not to make much of an impression on me. — Danielle Monsch

She is connected to the future of your Clan. Guard her well. — Danielle Monsch

Laire, get back here! You do not drink before we meet with our mortal enemy. — Danielle Monsch

He was gargoyle. Tonight, his mate would learn exactly what that meant. — Danielle Monsch

Men needed to explain the basics to him. A How to Deal with Women summit. Nothing would bond the races faster. — Danielle Monsch

Jack Miller aimed his shotgun at the monster's grey-skinned head and pulled the trigger. Green sludge and bits of bone and flesh splattered through the air to land on the street, the gory aftermath releasing a noxious, sulfurous odor. — Danielle Monsch

Only a coward would marry someone he doesn't love. You know why? Because love is the ultimate vulnerability. It can put you on your knees and destroy parts of you that will never function again when it's gone. A coward couldn't handle that, so they would instead marry someone that could never happen with. — Danielle Monsch

How many did she kill?"
"Dozens, my Lord, until her sword was dull with the blood of her enemies."
Reign stroked the edge of the dagger with his forefinger until a drop of blood was drawn. The blood absorbed into the blade. "Only that? I will see her bathed in blood before me. — Danielle Monsch

He couldn't have the last word, not at this first meeting. "It would hurt my heart to know I didn't live up to your expectations."
Reign glanced over his shoulder, his gaze locking with hers. "No," he murmured, the sound only a decibel louder than the still swirling winds. "I think I need not worry about that. — Danielle Monsch

It was unnecessary, but she had to say it. She had to know she said it, a charm that would protect him. It had to. Terak, be careful. — Danielle Monsch

Well, here were the ugly facts. She had no mad-ninja-skillz to rely on and her family didn't know where she was. She didn't know where she was. The only way she was leaving was if this creature allowed it. — Danielle Monsch

She woke to Terak's claws raking through her hair and her body deliciously sore, well-used in the best sense. — Danielle Monsch

I've got places to be and things to do, — Danielle Monsch

I will claim her, and I will protect her, and any who become her enemy? I will destroy. — Danielle Monsch

The second the door closed after him Laire started jumping, a huge smile on her face and her body shaking in repressed excitement. "I'll go, I'll go, I'll go. You don't even like the Oracle. Let me."
Before the first words were out of Laire's mouth, Fallon started to shake her head, and as soon as the green-haired woman took a breath, Fallon used it as her opportunity to say, "No way."
"Please please please."
"Let me rephrase. No way in hell."
Laire stopped jumping, a small pout coming to her lips. How she had been able to prevent an ankle fracture while jumping on those spikes, Larissa would never know. "Why not?"
"Because if they have an orgy going on, you'll want to join. And if they don't have an orgy going on, you'll want to start one. I'll take Aislynn with me. — Danielle Monsch

We get chased by orcs, I'm tripping you and running the other direction. — Danielle Monsch

Parent could embarrass their kids during the teenage years, but only a true virtuoso could embarrass them into their twenties and beyond. — Danielle Monsch

We both know I can't fight you, so go back to your group and shove your offer up your ass. I'll never be that desperate. — Danielle Monsch

a history teacher. I work, — Danielle Monsch

Make no mistake, little human. You are under my protection now, and I protect what is mine. — Danielle Monsch

He had complete mastery of her, a mastery she welcomed as the tiny tremors low in her belly started, signaling her impending climax. — Danielle Monsch

This woman was consuming him, bit by bit. She was becoming the reason and the reward of his existence, and if he did not shield himself, everything he did not have to give would belong to her. — Danielle Monsch

He rid himself of his own pants, and unlike her, he was naked, his cock hard. He didn't shield himself, let himself be studied as she wished, but his eyes lost the mirth from before as he waited for her next move.
Strange. When she approached him, she expected to have a moment's hesitation sometime during their play, a voice that would tell her this wasn't a good idea. Right now was a perfect time for that voice to show up, but her body only thrummed. She leaned up on her elbows, giving him an exaggerated once-over. "That thing looks more dangerous than what you show in the cage."
And with that, the mirth was back, and all hardness in him was due to desire. "Wait until you see it in action."
"Well, for that, I think you need to come closer. — Danielle Monsch