“Marie: So why are you called Horse?Horse: Cause I'm hung like one.”
―
Joanna Wylde,
Reaper's Property
“Ruger's in there too. Hands covered in blood so they arrested him. He had to tackle your girl to get the gun away from her. She'd gone all Pulp Fiction on us, ready to defend you by killing all of us if she had to. Crouched over your body like Wonder Woman. Gives me a boner just thinking about it.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Jesus Christ… Thank fuck for that,” Picnic said. “Nope, not Jesus, just a man,” Horse whispered. “Although when women see my dick for the first time, they’ve been known to fall down on their knees and worship me.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Someday,” he whispered softly in my ear. “I don’t want to hurt you. Not until you’re ready for me… But someday I’m going to own all of you, Marie. You’re all mine, babe. Knew it the first time I saw you. Couldn’t give you up if I tried.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Fuck, this is gonna piss you off and then you aren’t gonna let me stick my dick in you,” he muttered.“Do you have to be so crude?” I snapped.“Have you met me?”“Who says I’d let you do it anyway?”“Babe,” he replied in a low, rough voice, raising his eyebrow at me.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Marie Caroline Jensen, will you do me the honor of being my permanent bitch?” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Just ’cause I’m the picture of manly perfection doesn’t mean I don’t have a brain.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“I’ll be your old lady and I’ll wear your patch. But if you ever let some bitch shove her tits in your face again, I’ll shoot you myself.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“I want you to be my old lady, babe. That’s all I have to offer. I’m a Reaper, and this is my world. You wear my patch, you be my woman and I’ll be your man. We take the good times together and fight through the bad times. No games. That’s everything I’ve got and it’s all yours if you’ll take it.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Fuck, this is gonna piss you off and then you aren’t gonna let me stick my dick in you,” he muttered. “Do you have to be so crude?” I snapped.“Have you met me?” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“I think you're a raging asshole.Ruger laughed. "Yeah, well I think you're a bitch, but my cock likes you, so we'll figure something out.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“Jesus, you piss me off,” he murmured. “Good thing your cunt’s so fucking hot.” “Don’t call it that.” His lip twitched. “Good thing your vagina’s so gosh-darned hot,” he whispered. “Because I really, really want to stick my penis in it and have repeated sexual intercourse, bringing us to a mutually satisfactory culmination of our desires. How’s that sound?” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“You’re cute when you’re pissed. Kind of like a wet kitten. Gets me hard.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Gonna fuck you now.”“Sure,” I whispered, dazed. “Not sure I’m gonna be able to participate too much, think you blew a circuit or something.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“When a man takes a woman as his property, it’s not about owning her,” he continued, eyes searching my face. “It’s about trusting her. This is my life I’m handing you, Sophie. Not just my life—my brothers’ lives, too. It means I’m responsible for everything you do. You fuck up, I’ll pay. You need help, we’re there. You’re the only woman I’ve ever met that I’d consider giving that kind of power to. Hell, I’m not just considering it, I’m desperate for you to take it.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“You’re in my dreams every night. I wake up in the morning and all I think about is you in my house, you and Noah finally mine. My family. It’s even better than ridin’ my bike. I’m crazy for you, Soph.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“Nothing says “commitment” like accessory to murder.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“You deserve a man who’ll fight for you, baby girl. You remember that, all right?” ― Joanna Wylde, Devil's Game
“Horse: Fuckin' knight in shining armor. Might wanna trade your bike in for a pretty pink unicorn to ride, seein' as you're such a special snowflake and all.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“Ruger's in there too. Hands covered in blood so they arrested him. He had to tackle your girl to get the gun away from her. She'd gone all Pulp Fiction on us, ready to defend you by killing all of us if she had to. Crouched over your body like Wonder Woman. Gives me a boner just thinking about it.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Jesus Christ… Thank fuck for that,” Picnic said. “Nope, not Jesus, just a man,” Horse whispered. “Although when women see my dick for the first time, they’ve been known to fall down on their knees and worship me.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Someday,” he whispered softly in my ear. “I don’t want to hurt you. Not until you’re ready for me… But someday I’m going to own all of you, Marie. You’re all mine, babe. Knew it the first time I saw you. Couldn’t give you up if I tried.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Fuck, this is gonna piss you off and then you aren’t gonna let me stick my dick in you,” he muttered.“Do you have to be so crude?” I snapped.“Have you met me?”“Who says I’d let you do it anyway?”“Babe,” he replied in a low, rough voice, raising his eyebrow at me.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Marie Caroline Jensen, will you do me the honor of being my permanent bitch?” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Just ’cause I’m the picture of manly perfection doesn’t mean I don’t have a brain.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“I’ll be your old lady and I’ll wear your patch. But if you ever let some bitch shove her tits in your face again, I’ll shoot you myself.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“I want you to be my old lady, babe. That’s all I have to offer. I’m a Reaper, and this is my world. You wear my patch, you be my woman and I’ll be your man. We take the good times together and fight through the bad times. No games. That’s everything I’ve got and it’s all yours if you’ll take it.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Fuck, this is gonna piss you off and then you aren’t gonna let me stick my dick in you,” he muttered. “Do you have to be so crude?” I snapped.“Have you met me?” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“I think you're a raging asshole.Ruger laughed. "Yeah, well I think you're a bitch, but my cock likes you, so we'll figure something out.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“Jesus, you piss me off,” he murmured. “Good thing your cunt’s so fucking hot.” “Don’t call it that.” His lip twitched. “Good thing your vagina’s so gosh-darned hot,” he whispered. “Because I really, really want to stick my penis in it and have repeated sexual intercourse, bringing us to a mutually satisfactory culmination of our desires. How’s that sound?” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“You’re cute when you’re pissed. Kind of like a wet kitten. Gets me hard.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“Gonna fuck you now.”“Sure,” I whispered, dazed. “Not sure I’m gonna be able to participate too much, think you blew a circuit or something.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Property
“When a man takes a woman as his property, it’s not about owning her,” he continued, eyes searching my face. “It’s about trusting her. This is my life I’m handing you, Sophie. Not just my life—my brothers’ lives, too. It means I’m responsible for everything you do. You fuck up, I’ll pay. You need help, we’re there. You’re the only woman I’ve ever met that I’d consider giving that kind of power to. Hell, I’m not just considering it, I’m desperate for you to take it.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“You’re in my dreams every night. I wake up in the morning and all I think about is you in my house, you and Noah finally mine. My family. It’s even better than ridin’ my bike. I’m crazy for you, Soph.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“Nothing says “commitment” like accessory to murder.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
“You deserve a man who’ll fight for you, baby girl. You remember that, all right?” ― Joanna Wylde, Devil's Game
“Horse: Fuckin' knight in shining armor. Might wanna trade your bike in for a pretty pink unicorn to ride, seein' as you're such a special snowflake and all.” ― Joanna Wylde, Reaper's Legacy
