Anne Stuart – Quotes

Lord save us, first

Lord save us, first you have a heart, now you have a god? Will wonders never cease? Anne Stuart

She tilted her head to one side, considering him. “Do you love me?” “Love is a trick and a sham. A foolish plague and a lie and a torment.” “Do you love me?” she repeated, quite calmly. Knowing the answer. “Yes, may it curse my soul.” “May it save your soul,” she said. Anne Stuart

You don’t believe in

You don’t believe in God, Rachel. You don’t believe in goodness or love or mercy, do you?” “I haven’t seen enough to form an opinion.” “But you believe in the devil?” “When I’m sitting in a car with him, yes,” she said. Anne Stuart

He pulled her back,

He pulled her back, off balance so that she fell against him, and he took her face in his two hands and held it very still while his eyes looked down into hers. Somber, truthful, painfully honest. “I love you, Chloe,” he said. “Which is the most dangerous thing I could do. Anne Stuart

And telling you I

And telling you I care about you is a waste of time. I wouldn’t have crossed the ocean, come out of hiding, tracked you down, if you didn’t matter to me. Anne Stuart

She raised her head

She raised her head finally. He looked the same, but then, he always did. She’d seem him kill twice, and he betrayed no reaction at all. He was a monster, not even human. But he was her monster. Anne Stuart

I want your innocence.

I want your innocence. I want your blind, unquestioning devotion to your father, your acceptance of who and what he is. I want you to look at me the way you look at him, knowing the worst. I want you to trust me, even when your brain tells you you shouldn’t, I want you to … Read more

Do I make you

Do I make you nervous, Madame Lambert?” “No. I just prefer to keep my distance.” “Evil isn’t contagious.” “I thought you said you weren’t the most evil man in the world?” “I’m not. But that doesn’t mean I’m a good man.” “I don’t think anyone would argue with that. Anne Stuart

She froze. He reached

She froze. He reached up and took her hand in his, pulling the knife away, making her drop it on the floor. “Show me how much you hate me,” he whispered against her mouth. “Prove it to me. Anne Stuart

I hate to tell

I hate to tell you, dragon, but that’s an integral part of the whole usiness,” he whispered. “If you’re afraid to touch me then we’re not going to get very far.” She lifted her head to look at him. “I thought I could lie back and let you ravish me,” she said with complete honesty. … Read more