Savage Wild Hot Romantic Quotes Novels & Stories

“You know, Sia, I knew this wouldn't be easy. Convincing you won’t be easy, so I came prepared for your rejection.” As his hand brushed against my face, I slapped it away and glared at him fiercely. “Don’t!” “How cold. You used to love this hand a lot—especially my fingers. You remember the pleasure they gave you, don’t you? Even if your memories are gone, you should still remember the feeling… ecstasy. Remember it!” I thought he would withdraw his hand after a rejection, but suddenly he lunged at me and pinned my hands against the wall. “You fucking asshole!” I seethed.

The sweet fragrance filled the air, the smell was rich and romantic. "Good morning, my love," Ryker whispered, his eyes sparkling with romance. "We wanted to surprise you." Blaze leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "We love you, and we wanted to show you just how much." Storm and Rain chimed in, each sharing their own sweet sentiments. I felt my heart swell with love and appreciation for these incredible men.

"For you. Avery, roar if you have to. Let the wolf out." The pressure built, collar heating until it felt like liquid fire. I clutched Kai's hand tighter. "Kai, tell me you love the wild in me. Say it. Keep me here." "Love the wild," Kai breathed. "Love all of it. Your power. Your fight. Ezra, add something. She's close." "Close to something huge," Ezra said. "Avery, I love your fire too. The way you pulled us from hiding. Damien?"

Jessica screeched from where she’d fallen flat on her ass, struggling to get up. I’d already wondered why he thought it was okay to bring her with him when he was obviously going to my house, but their argument brought out a whole barrage of other questions. None of which I wanted to explore at the moment. Connor mumbled something about hypothermia, frostbite, and the hospital before draping a coat around me. The same one that smelled like Jessica’s perfume. Somehow that made me realize my inner bitch wasn’t completely dead. Buried deep? Yes. Not dead though. I would rather be alone. I was better than this. I realized that while they’d been arguing, his body heat had warmed me just enough fo

But why the hell is she sitting like this? Oh yeah, maybe cause she's bored as she said in the diary. She thinks I'm boring huh? Huh, you don't know the Justin Merchant. Let me tell you who I am. I turned on the music system in my car and the song began to play. (Song: Savage love) Oh yeah, perfect song that describes the thing called love exactly. IVANA'S POV:

Dozens of people could see them where they stood. "What does the poem say again?" Xavier asked. He wasn't one for memorizing stuff like that, but several members of the Set - Jackson among them - seemed to have a knack for it. "Our love's as wild as the wilderness, Our hearts as big as the sky. I kissed you where the ground bubbles up And swore to be your guy." Xavier shrugged. "So our clues are the wilderness, the sky, and the ground bubbling up. That doesn't really narrow it down."

And when the day was over, we slept in each other’s hands under the moonlight. I even told him how much I loved him and love the baby we are going to have, and he told me how much he loved me and vowed to keep me safe forever. It was so good that I even cried and I know if I woke up just right now, I will find my cheeks wet and I would be a sniffling mess. ‘What a nice lie you are living here. Is this your way of escaping your reality? Just pathetic.’ A snarky hateful voice said, and I went rigid and slowly Savage’s image began to shake and he vanished, then the entire woods and I was sitting in the dark alone.

, Lucien said, he lifted her up a little chasing his climax in her sweet pussy. “god, you are so tight and hot, I could spend the rest of my life right here inside you day in and day out”. Dianne whimpered, this was more than she bargained for, this was not the plan, no, not at all, this was madness, this was insanity.... this was, oh... f....f...fuck.

I get up, kiss her deeply, and then pull back, looking into her eyes. Wordlessly, I try to convey what I’m feeling in this moment, knowing without a doubt that she feels it, too. Love. I don’t need to say it, it’s here in the room. Here in my heart. Here, fucking everywhere. “Are you ready to make me some Savage babies?” I ask, smiling a rare smile into our kiss, and she nods against my lips. She pulls back and her teeth cut into her bottom lip.

he growled, thrusts relentless, deep, perfect, moss cushioning, their heat a world apart, fireflies their stars, stream their hymn. Sam’s nails dug deeper, a cry tearing free, “Kev!”—her climax crashing, body quaking, tattoo blazing silver, Luna’s roar echoing, wildfire swallowing her, him, their bond. Kevin groaned, amber eyes wild, “Sam!”—his release surging, filling her, tattoo pulsing red, a vow sealed in heat, love, their souls entwined, unbreakable.