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“Oh, I’ll fight you,�� she promised, her eyes clear of shadows. “That’s the way I roll.”
― Sylvia Day, A Hunger So Wild

“She’s my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose.�� “I love it when you talk dirty,�� she purred. “Give my regards to Lindsay.”
― Sylvia Day, A Hunger So Wild

“He nuzzled her loosened vest off her shoulder and whispered in her ear. “One day soon, when you’re ready, I’m going to mount you like this. I’m going to ride you while you arch your neck for me. I’m going to mark you with my teeth. Fuck you. Mate with you. Then you’ll be mine, Vashti. Irrevocably. Every luscious, stubborn, dangerous inch of you. Mine.”
― Sylvia Day, A Hunger So Wild

“Paul straightened, raking Elijah with a sweeping glance. “I’ve never seen a lycan shift so fast.�� “Betcha never seen a lycan who’s nailing a vampress either,�� Vash said. “Syre’s second, no less. It’s a whole new world.”
― Sylvia Day, A Hunger So Wild

“The only wards I ever knew happen to be fictitious characters.”
― Augusta Evans Wilson

“Hadassah looked into Vashti's eyes and searched her face as though she was seeing beyond her ability to comprehend. She reached a small hand to touch Vashti's face, then placed a hand on Vashti's protruding middle. "You will have a baby soon," Hadassah said. "You are pretty and have kind eyes."
Vashti sat straighter. She took the child's hand. "And you are young to say such things."
"She has always been a bright child," Levia said.
Vashti nodded. She had no reason to detain the woman or the child, yet a part of her longed to do just that. At last common sense won out, and she cupped Hadassah's face and slowly rose. She looked at Levia. "Take good care of her. She is one who could come to great favor or great harm for her beauty."
"Thank you, Majesty. I will be extra watchful for your warning."
Vashti dismissed them, wondering what had caused her to say such a thing, yet feeling some strange sense that she had done well. She watched Levia, with Hadassah in hand, walk toward the gate, where Hadassah looked back at her and smiled. Warmth like the break of dawn after the darkness washed over Vashti, and she wondered if she had touched the face of an angel.”
― Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia:

“You do not need to fear me, Esther."
She simply nodded.
"But you do."
She smoothed her gown. "I will do whatever you ask of me, my lord."
"You remind me of Vashti," he said, his tone low, husky. "And yet you are nothing like her." A deep sigh escaped him. "You draw out a need within me to protect you, though you are willing to do whatever I ask. You delight me, Esther.”
― Jill Eileen Smith, Star of Persia: