Ryker Quotes & Sayings

Ryker, you ride with Orlando," Ryker mocked in a snarky voice as he turned to the other man. He gestured toward the Pinto with a look of revulsion on his rugged face. "How the hell does he expect both of us to fit into that tiny metal trap? Even if we could squeeze in, the tires will probably pop. In fact, let's just carry it over. It'll be faster that way. — Rose Wynters

Mind controlling can be very useful to us," Kae said in a whisper. "Yes, obviously she can do that very well," Ryker whispered back bitterly. "Finnegan, what do you think?" Kaeden asked. He and Ryker both turned to look at me expectantly. On the one hand it did help to have a mind controlling angel, demon person. — Yolanda Olson

You're not dirty, or bad, or wrong, or anything that ass of a father told you," he whispered, kissing the swell of her breast. "I honestly don't know what you are."
"Ryker, please."
"Except mine. — Rosalie Stanton

When I'm near you, the air around you vibrates with life, Beck Ryker. — Tess Oliver

It would seem big, scary, badass, looking-like-a raving-lunatic Ryker needed his BFF. — Kristen Ashley

So if I take off my clothes and lay down on the table, you wouldn't have sex with me?"

He chuckled. "Nope."
"You sure?"

"Yep." He continued on with cooking while I stood there, dumbfounded. I didn't believe him for a second. His back stiffened when I took off my shirt and pants and climbed up on the table."

"I am so hungry," I announced, waiting for him to turn around. When he did, he completely ignored me and sat down with his plate of food.
He pointed to the counter. "Your plate's up there. — L.P. Dover

Ryker narrowed his eyes. "I was doing that before you were born, son." "You were, like, eleven when I was born." I paused. "I see your point. — Anonymous

I'd been blathering for the last twenty minutes about all that had been going down with me. Except for Ryker's warning about my neighbors, I didn't leave anything out.
"Vi," I snapped when she still didn't say anything.
"Quiet," she returned. "I'm trying to stop myself from slapping you upside your head. — Kristen Ashley

He couldn't retort back, — Alan Ryker

Grace...you don't understand...kissing is not just principle thing with Ryker. It's not a macho...Heman woman hater thing to him...or a way to avoid commitment. It's a defense or him. — Sarah Brocious

Your house, huh?"
"I've seen yours, I think it's time I show you mine."
"Ya know, when people say that, they're not usually talking about houses."
He chuckled. "Yeah, but we've already played that game. We can play it again later, if you like. — Sable Grace

He was a ruffled haired, stubble faced, woman's dream, tangled in sheets. So I stepped away from the Ryker and went for coffee instead. — Sarah Brocious

I want to come all over you. I want to mark you as mine, so that every wolf in the pack knows who you belong to.
- Wolf Shifter Ryker Black — Kara Swynn

Baby...drummers bang all night long! — Joanne Schwehm

Jesus, holy fuck," Rivera murmured, coming to a quick halt and looking up at the tall, hulking, tattoo-sleeved Ryker. "Boy, what'd your Mama feed you growin' up?" he asked.
"Newborn babies," Ryker answered, scowling down at Rivera. — Kristen Ashley

I thought of the many times I saw that little boy in the azure eyes. The many times I wanted to protect him...save him. Ryker's eyes could turn from sky blue to storm clouds in seconds! — Sarah Brocious

You comin' or what? Ryker returned.
Layne glanced through Merry and Cal, nodded and followed Ryker. It would seem big, scary, badass, looking like a raving lunatic Ryker needed his BFF.
Fuck. — Kristen Ashley

Fuck me, shut the fuck up," Cal entered the conversation, glaring at both Ryker and Devin. "Caked. Jesus. Seriously? Are we talkin' about cakes? — Kristen Ashley

Miss Rasputin, what a delight to finally meet you," said the vamp, speaking with only the faintest hint of an accent.
"Let's hope you still feel that way in a few minutes, Mr. Delacroix."
"Pierre, please. And may I call you Evangaline?" Pierre smiled at her winsomely.
"No, you may not. My name is Ms. Rasputin to you."
Her answer took the vamp aback, but he recovered quickly and smiled again showing off his small pointed canines. Pierre's dark eyes flicked over to Ryker in his feline form and he raised an aristocratic brow. "My, what a big pussy you have."
"You know what they say, the bigger the better. — Eve Langlais

Listen, Ryker. I'm giving you an easy out here. Take it," she snapped.
"I don't want out."
Her head jerked. "Casual sex doesn't work for me any longer."
"There ain't nothin' casual about our sex, and you know it. — Rebecca Zanetti

pussy, Ryker. I've waited forever — Milly Taiden

Gotta admit, I wasn't committed to the task," Ryker confessed. "But for a bitch in a tight tee with a great rack who makes twelve layer cakes and likes drunk sex, I'll step it up," he offered. — Kristen Ashley

And that was when Ryker collapsed. One second he was standing, the next second his ass was to the floor, his knees bent to the ceiling, his forearms to his knees and his head was bowed between his legs. Merry, Cal and Layne all looked down at a big man brought low by a miracle. — Kristen Ashley

You know," she said, "if I stay the night I'm going to hate myself in the morning."
Ryker shrugged, the hint of a smile creasing the corners of his mouth. "That's okay. If you stay the night, I'll probably hate you in the morning too. But that's a chance I'm willing to take. — Sable Grace

Ryker smiled at me. "You learn quick - "

I cut him off. "If you call me grasshopper, I'm going to slug you."

"Padawan."

I shoved him. It was more like shoving a tree. He didn't even flinch. "You're such a nerd."

"Geek, Millie. I'm a geek." His lips twitched and it made me want to raise myself up on my tiptoes and kiss him.

I shot him a grin instead. "Only a nerd would know the difference. — E.M. Denning

In the distance, Amanda heard the sirens. Just a little bit longer. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she was scared of dying before she had the chance to tell Ryker goodbye. In their capable hands, though, surely they could keep her alive long enough for him to return. They had to. — Rose Wynters

Mr. Ryker is fucking hot. Thick, bulging muscles worthy of a romance novel cover, long legs, big hands, a whole sleeve of floral tattoos. Yeah. Flowers. Fucking flowers on this man's massive bicep. He looks like he could crush a tree trunk with those long fingers. — C.M. Stunich

It hadn't been Ryker's room for a few months now. — R.J. Lewis

I couldn't believe a man had written this! Ryker had a way with words and the way with words and the way my emotions got twisted in them was a gift only a true writer possessed. — Sarah Brocious

He keeps doing that."
"What?" She laughs.
"Kissing your forehead."
"Yeah . . . he does." I can't stop my grin.
"Does it bother you? I can hear your smile, you know."
"Not really. It doesn't, like, mean anything. It's just . . . it's Ryker. — Andrea Randall

Ena," Brett said.
"Lady Ena, Ryker corrected from the doorway.
Brett smiled. He couldn't imagine her wanted to be called anything but Ena, but he would call her anything that pleased her.
The sharp look she gave her butler made Brett think calling her Lady Ena was out.
Ryker, being his usual unflappable self, just looked at her as if he was in charge and she would go by her new title or else. — Terry Spear