alpha-hero

Fair warning, baby. I__ in the mood for a fight, and I wouldn__ play fair or nice.--Niall Hunter to Khloe Richardson

Guurl. Tell me. Do you keep your hair this long for religious reasons? Like, will you lose your strength if you cut it?--Terry, a member of the glam squad, to Khloe Richardson

What I am fucking tired of is seeing you hide behind dull clothes shaped like tents and sacks because you__e afraid of being noticed. Like you__e trying to disappear. And that__ a damn crime. Screw this Bennett. I could give two fucks about Bennett. This is about you. About you seeing the beauty you are so maybe others will, too.--Niall Hunter to Khloe Richardson

Sweetheart, I have no intention of denying you a thing.

Isn't he beautiful? His silky hair, his muscles so strong and powerful yet amazingly, he trembles slightly at my touch, and the more I stroke him, the more he leans into my hand," Keirah said her eyes remaining on the horse. Yes, Keirah, the horse is a fine one," Wharick said as he slowly walked closer to her. "What I said was not to you, Gwarda," she teased, "I was speaking to the horse.

You're causing the world to spin again, Keirah," Wharick teased about her druid gift with nature. "You out of control? Do you need something to settle you down? he asked.

I will give you my days... but, my dear sorceress, your nights are mine.

Her heart unfolded in her chest, took in all of him, and closed tightly, unwilling to let him go

_she was afraid of how he made her feel, because he made her feel way too much

She loved this man. This wonderful, respectiful, willful man. And she couldn__ even tell him.

It didn__ matter that she didn__ live here, that a relationship was out of the question. It was probably because a relationship wouldn__ happen that he could let himself get this close. He wrapped his arms tighter around her as though this were all that existed in the world. Just the two of them, the mountain, the clean winter air. The taste of her tongue on his lips.

Wild need slipped into his mind as she moaned into his mouth and he fucking loved how greedy she was, but fuck, she was completely wrecking his ability to be easy with her. She was using her power and strength in a way that riled his beast.

As Ian looked at her, he felt something in his chest slip and shift. The pressure came with a blood-tingling rush of triumph and satisfaction, pride and a deeply burning sense of possessiveness. His inner caveman warrior had been awakened and wanted to rush around the room, peeing into the corners, marking it__nd her__s his own, while shouting Mine! and randomly smashing things for emphasis.But he knew that was he was feeling was the equivalent of emotional and hormonal indigestion. He hadn__ done this in a long time. And he particularly hadn__ done it with a woman he liked as much as this one. In fact, he__ never had sex with anyone that he genuinely liked as much as he liked Phoebe.

[describing Aaron, hero's brother] His hair was shorter and lighter, and his eyes were more green than blue. And even though he was tall, he wasn__ quite super-sized. He was more sculpted, more _ elegant. more slender and beautiful and less raw-boned. Less Stone Age and more Bronze Age__ut till the kind of man who enjoyed living in a cave.

If Shane had avoided her for years because of a kiss, he might leave the country over a blow and hand job.

Sometimes you have to go __ippee-ki-yay_ on a person who deserves it.

We shouldn__ do this,_ he said again as he looked up into her eyes. __ut, God, I want to. I just _ He closed his eyes, exhaled hard. __heeb. I__ a bad bet. There__ no future here. I know this feels big, this thing between us, right now it feels huge__nd shh, don__ make a dick joke, I__ serious. But it__ not going to feel as big or special tomorrow, or, shit, even later tonight. I mean, yeah, I can make you feel good. I know it. And God knows you can make me _ Jesus, you__e so beautiful, I just ___he stopped him there, again, with a kiss, and just like that, it was as if something snapped.

If you were truly __ere for me,_ you would have a Kahlua in one hand and Henry Cavill__ number in the other. Since I__ not having drunken phone sex with Superman, there must be another reason you__e darkening my living room.