Savage Taurus Quotes Novels & Stories

I did not feel the presence of any spirits of the dead. Walking toward the graveyard, I recalled the last time I was standing in a cemetery. That was more than ten years ago. Werewolves were a far more resilient species compared to humans but we were not immortal. Bovine Tuberculosis had taken my wife and I remembered clearly why her last words were. "Now that I am dead, you don't have to feel guilty about loving Alaska."

“Yeah, me too! I want something wild. Something completely out of character. Sex in public, maybe? I've been a good girl for too long. Oh, how I want my Alpha crush would appear out of nowhere and have his way with me.” “Alpha crush?” I asked hastily, knowing they'd have to face me shortly. How the hell was I supposed to know what I wanted when I haven't even experienced sex itself? “Alpha Leon. Have you guys heard of him?” Layla nodded. “The pure-blood? I heard he is dangerous. People get scared shitless just from the mention of his name. They call him Savage Alpha, the bringer of death because that's what he does. He kills.” I leaned in closer, my curiosity in the story unexpectedly piqued

I suppose it can be help, I do sound like I was giving a speech to launch a crusade. [You should tone down a bit Sir, Unless you want a devout Cult…]. (T.A.S) ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I probably should, but to hell with that those bandit were vicious they need to be rid off, they will served as a holy water that baptise my soldier to a full pledge professional army. Such Vicious band need to be cleanse, and their bounty and treasure should be mine….So that I can improved the lively hood of my people. [....….Sure you are sir,..I'm Sure you were doing this for your people…..]. (T.A.S)

Then: "You sound happier than you have in weeks." "I feel happier." "Because of the murder wolf." "Because I'm not alone anymore." The words came out before I could stop them. "I know that sounds crazy. I know all of this sounds crazy. But Ro... I feel safer with him here than I've felt in a long time." "That's either the sweetest thing I've ever heard or the opening line of a true crime documentary." I laughed. "Probably both." "Just... be careful, okay? He's still a wild animal. He could still hurt you."

Dad says sternly. “You're Dakoda Savage. The girl who's fearless in everything she does. The one who walked and talked before she was 6 months old. The one who's so damn smart that teachers ask you to tutor them. So, don't you dare let a little thing called competition get the better of you because you're just as good, if not better, than any of those other girls. Do you hear me, Dakota Lane Savage?" “Yes, sir, loud and clear." The guys all have big smiles on their faces.

“Please tell me you’re here for a social call and not to annoy me about Willem Kazik’s whereabouts.” Reaper shrugs, and Savage gives me a deadly glare that would probably scare anyone else. “This shit is serious, Priest.” He calls out with a contemptuous frown. “I knew I should have killed that bastard when I had the chance. Fuck!” He growls out, turning towards the garage’s metal wall, kicking it hard.

I thought I could survive him. But no one survives Zane Wilde. Not untouched. Not unchanged. I was supposed to guard my heart. But love doesn’t follow rules. Now I’m left piecing together what’s left of me while he walks away untouched—like he never bled me dry. He left a ruin where my heart used to be. A story where silence should have been. And still… I’d choose him all over again. Because that’s the thing about savage love— It doesn’t ask for permission.

I hear dad growl loud as Silas cusses at him. "Move or I shoot," Warren orders them. "Your never touching my family again you old fuck, Tyler grits out and I swear he sounds ready to grind his teeth to dust, you move one inch you fucking die old man",he growls and I hear Savage growl too. His wolf is fucking scary. I've seen him fight in wolf form he ripped the rogue to shreds and stood blood dripping from his canines. lt was scary and exciting all at once.

Brows lifted. Savage gave him a derisive look. You’ve no idea what you’re talking about. “Perhaps not a topic you wish to discuss.” The tankard scraped as Savage resumed sliding it. “I know you hate when we ask about your business.” “Then don’t do it.” Savage cautioned tonelessly. “My curiosity insists I do.” I haven’t the patience for this tonight. “A curious assassin is usually soon a dead one.” “True.” Nauvree frowned. “Still…”

Savage, “You did well!” Silas said, making me give him a side glance as I drove my car to his pack territory to drop him off first before heading home. “My name might be Savage, but I promise you I wasn’t given that nickname because I act like a damn brainless barbaric. I can be civilized and interact with people without hitting my head and growling at them.” I said sarcastically, and the male chuckled wholeheartedly and his entire body shook from the force of it and I almost rolled my eyes at his silly antics.