Top 200 Danielle Lori Quotes (2026 Update)
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51. “Now, she was moy kotyonok because she was sickly sweet until she bared her claws.”

— Danielle Lori

52. “You sound angry, Elena.” Nicolas’s voice was tainted with something dangerous. “Maybe you should cool off.” My brows knitted. “What? No – ” I never got to finish what I had to say. Because, with one hand on my side, Nicolas pushed me into the pool.”

— Danielle Lori

53. “First man I killed, I shoved an ace of spades down his throat.” I swallowed as he took a step back and walked away from me. “Name’s been with me ever since.”

— Danielle Lori

54. “Every savage can dance.” – Jane Austen.”

— Danielle Lori

55. “A wave of shock rolled through me when the pad of his finger traced the hem of my swimsuit bottoms that still bared too much of my ass. My breath stopped when his other hand slid up my side and gripped my waist, beneath my breast.”

— Danielle Lori

56. “I wanted him to disrespect me. Every inch of me. His hands tightened on my waist almost painfully, as if he struggled to keep them there. He nuzzled the back of my head, but his voice was suddenly as cold as ice. “You like it when men disrespect you?”

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57. “And God, did he ever. His arms wrapped around my thighs, lifting them slightly, and then he licked me all the way from ass to clit. Steam crawled through my blood, lighting me on fire. I gasped, my fingers fisting the sheets. It was so dirty, so wrong, so inappropriate, but God, maybe that’s why it felt so good. A deep sound of satisfaction came from his throat. “You’re disturbed,” I breathed. “Do that again.”

— Danielle Lori

58. “My breathing was erratic as he growled in my ear, “You’re so goddamn hot it pisses me off.” And then he nipped my neck, hard.”

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59. “I breathed against his lips, “Tell me you love me again.” “I love you, malyshka.” “I love you, too, you know?” He stilled, and then a rough sound rumbled in his chest. He lifted me so my eyes were level with his, brushed his lips across mine, and said in a deep, almost apologetic rasp, “I’m never letting you go now.”

— Danielle Lori

60. “I was making a deal with the devil. And I couldn’t even find the grace to save myself.”

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61. “You can always tell by the eyes. I envied him at that moment. His were an ocean beneath ice, where nothing but the darkest creatures could thrive, while mine were a wide open plain. He saw everything. Every bruise.”

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62. “Go to hell, Allister.” “Been there, Russo, and I’m not impressed.”

— Danielle Lori

63. “He gripped the back of my neck, spun me around, and slammed his lips against mine. Anger still brimmed inside me, and I pushed against his hard chest, but I might as well be trying to move a wall. “Don’t fight me,” he said roughly against my lips. “You won’t win.”

— Danielle Lori

64. “His eyes were what nightmares were made of, ice and fire, and filled with secrets no one wanted to know.”

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65. “He grabbed my wrist. His grip felt like a band of fire; rough, calloused fire. A cool breath of fear mixed with something boiling hot leaked into my bloodstream.”

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66. “Why do you kiss me?” I sighed into his mouth when he kissed me with a sweet pull. “Because you’re the only woman who’s ever tempted me.” His lips brushed mine. “Because you love it.” The last one was soft, with a possessive bite. “Because every part of you is mine.”

— Danielle Lori

67. “Nico didn’t treat me like glass. He shattered the reflection of an empty life staring back at me. He taught me how to soar.”

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68. “His hands remained braced on the frame above me. Hot and wet, he kissed a path down my neck that set off sparks deep in my core. My vision turned hazy, a heavy heartbeat pounding between my legs. I was a combustible ball of fire burning hotter every second.”

— Danielle Lori

69. “I might not be the only woman in his life, but I would be the only one he called wife. The revelation was a vigorous thrum in my chest. So consuming a hum I couldn’t force myself to feel anything but a deep-seated contentment.”

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70. “Hit a woman in front of me and you won’t be alive to do it again,” Nico growled.”

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71. “Tears blurred my vision. Stars swam together and sparkled like diamonds. I was glad they weren’t. Humans would find a way to pluck them from the sky.”

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72. “You’re no longer a virgin. I had the proof of that all over my cock.” Who said romance was dead?”

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73. “I’m not going to be able to make it.” I pouted. “I made plans with my cat weeks ago.”

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74. “I was a moth moving toward the flame, until I stood close enough for my wings to ignite.”

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75. “You can’t blame gravity for falling in love.” – Albert Einstein.”

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76. “I smiled against his lips, pulling back to say, “It’s cute that you wear it.” He smacked my ass hard enough to sting. “Almost” – I gasped as he sucked on the sensitive spot behind my ear – “romantic.” A.”

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77. “I’d always imagined love as a concept – a genuine smile, a couple holding hands, a life partner. Now, I knew it was more dimensional; a maddening, possessive, and overwhelming presence that bloomed in your chest, with the power to make you feel so alive or shatter you to pieces.”

— Danielle Lori

78. “Every word she said was a little genuine piece of her. I wanted to collect them all.”

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79. “For the third time – I’m not hungry.” “It’s the depression,” Nonna whispered to my mamma. I exhaled. “I’m not depressed.”

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80. “She was mine. And I’d kill anyone who told me otherwise.”

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81. “Why, Ace, did you hit your head on the overhang on the way in?” “Sometimes feels like it,” I thought I heard him say, as he glanced at Elena with a volatile and vulnerable look in his eyes. I suddenly feared for anyone who dared to touch a hair on her head.”

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82. “Ivory skin and goose bumps. Soaked Brioni and tattoos. Selflessness and greed.”

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83. “Which hand did he use?”

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84. “I was here against my will no longer mattered when I knew he’d fill the void inside me. In one way, at least.”

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85. “I’m going to die,” I choked out, not able to drag a deep enough breath into my lungs. “Never, malyshka.” It was soft and vehement. “Come here.”

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86. “His gaze met mine. Blue. Cool silk sheets beneath a darkening sky. Although, there was something else. A flicker of something bright and full of life. Like the reflection in a neurotic person’s eyes. It was madness. It was obsession.”

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87. “Smart girl.” The words were deep and soft, and a strange part of me felt like I’d done something good.”

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88. “Burn that shirt.” He then left without another word. I glanced down at my pink Yankees t-shirt. I guessed Nico was a Red Sox fan. We really wouldn’t work out now.”

— Danielle Lori

89. “It tasted like hope and happiness. But as the words faded from existence, the slightest aftertaste of heartbreak remained.”

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90. “Maybe my roots were too deep, or maybe love gave a woman a reason to let her dark colors shine, because I suddenly knew I would lie, cheat, and steal for this man. I would burn the world for him. He was King of the Cosa Nostra. And he was all mine.”

— Danielle Lori

91. “His palm ran from my hip to my lower stomach. Heat curled inside me with the smallest amount of pressure from his hand. Each finger burned through the fabric while his lips brushed the nape of my neck. My insides were melting, dissolving into nothing but memory as he softly bit down and then licked the skin. I gripped the edge of the countertop, a moan crawling up my throat.”

— Danielle Lori

92. “I’m going to ruin every part of your body for any other man, malyshka, and you’re going to thank me when I’m done.”

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93. “I’m going to ruin every part of your body for any other man, malyshka, and you’re going to thank me when I’m done.” I was making a deal with the devil. And I couldn’t even find the grace to save myself.”

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94. “Like regret, there wasn’t room for hate. Hate changed someone’s make-up. It made them reckless. Hate killed its host. I never let myself hate because I loved to live.”

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95. “You want to know why I don’t touch you?” I shook my head. “Because if I did, I wouldn’t stop. Not until I’d snuffed out that pretty fire in your eyes.” His gaze flashed. “Don’t shut yourself in a room with me again, Gianna.”

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96. “He didn’t want to want me. I didn’t know how I was supposed to take that, but for some reason a rush of confidence spread through me. I had never undressed for a man before. The only one I’d been with had done it himself, but I should have known Nicolas Russo would demand I do it for him. I wanted to do it for him, whenever he wanted.”

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97. “But then he dropped to his haunches in front of me, ran a hand across my cheek, and kissed me. Shock and warmth erupted in my chest. I moaned, wrapped my arms around his shoulders, and climbed onto him until I sat on his thighs. He tasted so good, so addictive. And I savored every lick and dip, every press of our lips. He kissed me without any reservation, like he had a right to, like I was his.”

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98. “My fingers splayed on the window as I searched for something to hold onto that wasn’t so consuming. So devastating. So him.”

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99. “Finally, the black-hearted Russo knows what it’s like to be whipped.”

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100. “I’m moving back to New York.” My heart dropped. “What? Why?” His gaze touched mine as he said, “I missed the city.” Oh. “You called me flighty,” I breathed. “I meant perfect.”

— Danielle Lori