12 Quotes by Liz Meldon

I never knew I could scar until I met you. So, thank you for teaching me something new. It’s been years since one of you upright mammals surprised me.

He took the stairs two at a time, hoping that Verrier was in a pleasant, helpful mood. One could never be certain with a prince of Hell—they smiled when they liked you, but they supposedly smiled just before they slit your throat, too.And Severus had no idea how to spot the difference.

Her shudder. A sigh like silk, a quiver that shot straight to his cock. He wanted to make her do it over and over again until she couldn’t stand it.

Her little squeal of surprise emboldened him, his hand threading through her hair. It yearned to tighten, to wrench her head back so that he might graze his teeth along her neck.Learn what sort of sounds she’d make then.

Delicate. [i]Ha[/i]. There was nothing delicate about her.

Delicate. Ha. There was nothing delicate about her.

This century faded—as did the last several—and she was Aphrodite again, goddess of lust and pleasure and sex, and she was home.

It was as though her kiss had awoken the long dormant demon inside, kept quiet, pliant, and restrained around all these humans.“Moira, Moira, Moira,” he murmured, looking back to the bathroom door. “What have you done to me?

It was pathetic how little prodding he needed to unleash the beast.Severus had been trying. So. Damn. Hard. To ignore his baser instincts. To dissuade her, to throw her off. Moira had become too comfortable in his company, and she didn’t know the danger she put herself in.But to insult his gifts. To doubt his power, the only natural talent Severus possessed… Well, she had crossed the line.And now she would taste the consequences.