Renee Rocco Quotes

A hero will sacrifice the person they love to save the world, but a villain will sacrifice the world to save the person they love.

You’re mine, and I’m going to have fun making you accept this.

I’ve owned you since our first kiss...” His lips brush across mine. “And I’ll tell you a secret.” He cups my core, and I swallow a sigh as my body begs for him. “You own me, too.

You’re ours, and we’ll fight to our last breath to protect you.

I just learned a cruel lesson. It’s possible to love someone with your whole heart… …and also hate them with your whole soul.

It’s possible to love someone with your whole heart… …and also hate them with your whole soul.

We’re an inferno, and we’re going to set this whole fucking town on fire.

Do you really want him gone? Absolutely. But he’s also got your blood boiling, and you haven’t felt this alive in years. Go fuck yourself. You’re talking to yourself again. Shut up.

Quinn strides up to her, gathers a fistful of her hair at the nape, and tugs her head back. “A wise woman knows her place.” Rapunzel narrows her eyes on him, and a hint of a smile curves her lips. “And where will you place me?

Say something nice to me,” I whisper against his lips. “I’m gonna fuck you so good.” “That’s your idea of nice?” He trails his tongue along my lower lip, slow and lazy. “Your pussy is as pretty as a flower. And I’m gonna fuck you so good. Better?

Although we’re not known for picking up naked strays, we made an exception for this one. Any man who can laugh with his cock flapping in the wind while being chased by a furious husband wielding a sword would, no doubt, fit in well with our two-person band of misfits.

Why don’t you care that Wren gave us leave to use you?” Her lips, swollen from my kiss, lift in a mischievous grin that shoots straight to the tip of my aching dick. “I’ve spent a lifetime numb, believing I would die alone. Untouched and unloved. So, who said I’m not also using you?

We were an awesome couple when we were teenagers, until he ruined it. The adult versions? Not a good idea. He’s too…Jester. I’m too…Faith. Together we make for an explosive, if not toxic, combination of anger and sarcasm. We’ll destroy each other. “You need to let me go.” “I let you go once.” His tender kiss on my forehead tears me apart. “Never again.

To explain devotion and honor to you would be like explaining the heavens to an insect.

All of me belongs to all of you.” “I’ve always belonged to you, before I even knew you. To the three of you.

Fuck me, but we’ve created a monster.” “Oh, no, Wren … Make no mistake about it. You may have freed me, but you didn’t create the monster. All you did was let her out of her tower.

I’ve spent my life living a lie. Wearing one face for the world and one for myself. Piece by piece, I fell apart without realizing it.

The nagging voice that constantly reminds me to be dignified and proper is remarkably silent. Here, I’m free.

You can’t fix me.” I snuggle in closer and close my eyes. “Who said you’re broken

To have a conscience, you need a soul. I lost mine a long time ago.” Havoc brushes his lips across mine. Not gentle. Not sweet. A kiss to seal his oath to protect me from himself. From the evil that lives inside him. As if I hadn’t opened my arms and embraced his depraved glory.

Kerri is my duchess. Except she’s not mine. She’ll never be mine. I’m some filthy thing. A disgusting creature born of misery and pain. Forged in blood and tragedy A murderer. I’ll never be anything more. Never be anyone’s knight.

God help anyone who tries to hurt this woman again, because I sure as hell won’t have mercy on them.

I’m not a good man.” His rough confession barely breaks the quiet. “I know.” I whisper. “I don’t need a good man.” As the minutes tick by, Havoc is silent for so long, only the rapid beat of his heart tells me that he’s still awake. “I’m going to ruin you.” Whether it’s a promise or a threat doesn’t matter. “I know that, too.” “Don’t let me.

I’m a man who takes what I want – and I want her. Her body. Her soul. She was mine from the moment I saw her. Now it’s time to claim her.

I should let it go. Let her go. I shouldn’t care if she’s come home. Faith isn’t my business. Oh yeah? Then why am I taking her rejection as a challenge. Oh, right, because I’m an asshole. Game on.

I’m not a chicken shit. Nor am I the same broken teenager who limped out of Mayhem with her tail between her legs. I grew into this bitch, and he better recognize who the hell he’s playing with real quick, because one thing is for damn sure, this town is too small for us to be at war. Although Main Street would look lovely decorated with his intestines. I’m just saying…

You’ll break my heart again.” Jester releases my hands, and on instinct, I wrap them around him and hold him as if he’s an anchor and I’m lost on a raging sea. He hugs me close and whispers in my ear, “Never again, Faith. I swear it on my fucking life. Never again.

I have to play, because I am me after all. “And I want you naked,” I yell only once she’s halfway across the courtyard. Faith freezes misstep. Her spine stiffens, and her shoulders bunch. I expect her to keep on walking. Pretend I didn’t shout it loud enough for Crow, Rotten, and about a dozen other people to hear— and laugh at—my demand. Not my girl. She gives as good as she gets. Faith turns on her heel, a beautiful smirk playing on her lips. “Not a problem, Jester,” she yells back. “But if I’m stripping down to the raw, you better bring your A-game.” Her exit from the courtyard is epic. She strolls into Sanctum like a queen, with a chorus of cheers and applause echoing after her.

This can’t happen. Mayhem is too small for adult Faith and adult me. We’re too combustible. We’ll burn this town to ash.

Jester yanks out the chair next to me, spins it around and drops on it. It takes every ounce of restraint I have not to smack the smirk clean off his mouth. “What are you doing?” I grit out between clenched teeth. “I’m here to ruin your date,” he admits deadass.

It’s weird.” “What’s weird?” “That you’re not Luke anymore.” I lean into her touch, a ghost of a smile tugging at my mouth. “I’ll be anyone you want, Faith.

Mayhem, like the Unholy, is uncompromising and authentic. Rough around the edges. And like me, if you love it – and love it unconditionally – it will love you back with its whole self. But we share another trait as well. A darker side to our psyche. If you fuck with this town, it will fuck you right back.

You know I never stopped loving you, right?

You bust me out, and it doesn’t end there. You understand what I’m telling you.

I’ve got her back – and with me comes the Unholy – and God help anyone suicidal enough to fuck with her with us standing behind her.

To love Jamie would ruin her. To let her go would be merciful. I’m not a merciful man.

My arms? These arms? They’ve always been open for you.

If hurting a few assholes keeps the peace in our town, I’m okay with it because I’m an evil man who hurts terrible people, and there’s poetic justice there that gives me the warm and fuzzies.

I back-crawl up the bed, every part of me aching for every part of him. A predator, he follows me, and uses his weight to press me down on the mattress. I graze my nails down his back, over thick cords of muscle and newly healed scars. I cup his taus ass, and he notices the grin I can’t hide. “What’s with the smile?” I squeeze his cheeks. “You have a nice butt.” “Thanks. Squats. You got nice everything.” He grins himself against me, a wicked gleam in his dangerously dark eyes. “I’m going to light you up.

We should’ve done this eight years ago.” I shake my head, remembering myself as a fractured teenager. “Back then, I was too broken.” “Nah. I would have held you together.

Why me?” I stroke his face, my fingers tracing the silvery scars… “The truth?” “Always.” … “It always had to be you, Wraith.

She made the dungeon disappear when she stepped out of the shadows and all I saw was her. Her. Beautiful. Sunning. Amazon. Her. My Jamie.

I told you the other night it was all in or all out. You chose all in. Your defensive wall? Gone. I’m your wall now. The world has to get through me to get to you, and trust me, run, if anyone’s stupid enough to fuck with you, they’re going to find out why the Unholy named me Wraith.

Wraith and I are imperfect puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together.