Top 140 Eve Langlais Quotes (2025 Update)
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51. “What have you done to her?” Auric said harshly. “Why does everyone always blame me?” grumbled my father. “Because you’re the devil.” “Good point. And in this case, true.”

— Eve Langlais

52. “Leave, or I will call ze police.” “Will they use handcuffs?” she asked. “I love a little bondage. But my future mate might not appreciate me dallying before our wedding. So, instead of trying to tempt me, why not tell me where he is?”

— Eve Langlais

53. “Hayder whistled. “I’ll say. I wouldn’t mind letting her put her hands on me.” Arik clamped his lips before a growl could escape. What was wrong with his lion? “She’s pretty busy.” “So? I’m making an appointment. What’s the girl’s name?” Hayder asked. “Mine.” Who’d said that? Surely not him. Arik almost looked around to see who else was in his office, but judging by Hayder’s dropped jaw, there was only one culprit. His damned cat, who seemed to harbor a thing for the human girl.”

— Eve Langlais

54. “Touch my dog and I will digest you slowly.”

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55. “She lay sprawled across the alien’s chest like some plump, slutty blanket, and instead of jumping off like a good little girl, she snuggled closer.”

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56. “I threw myself on my father, burrowing my face into his chest. “Whom do I need to kill?” he asked in a voice dripping with frost.”

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57. “Just a scratch, but it looks worse. You looked like a bloody corpse.” “A sexy corpse, as in undead vampire or ugly, nasty one like brain-seeking zombie?”

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58. “Biting her lip, she tried not to laugh as she noticed three generations of males, the tops of their lips glistening with moisture, wearing matching chocolate-milk mustaches.”

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59. “Give it to me,” I begged. “Tell me you’re going to be a good girl,” he replied. “Never.” I wouldn’t make a promise I couldn’t keep. “What am I going to do with you?” Auric growled.”

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60. “Nothing worse then losing an argument to yourself.”

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61. “Would I taste like chicken? Then it occurred to her what meal these people planned, which brought on an even more evil realization. They’re going to shove their hand up my butt and fill me with stuffing. Squawk.”

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62. “Don’t blame me for this one. I’m innocent.” I swear I felt a drop of snow as Hell suffered a sudden temperature drop at my stretching of the truth. Innocent wasn’t a word I could use often, unless unjustly accused. Again, a rare occurrence.”

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63. “Victor, who grinned, his excitement evident. “I guess we’re going on a rescue mission.” “Freak. I know you. You’re dying to try some new gun out, aren’t you?” Victor’s smile widened. “Who, me? Maybe. Just wait until you see what this baby can do.” Miranda shook her head. Boys and their toys.”

— Eve Langlais

64. “Thank Satan’s scientists for inventing the birth control pill.”

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65. “I’ll kill them all,” he growled, his eyes glowing with inner fire. “Why?” “Because they hurt you. I’ll shoot them in the kneecaps and make them crawl. Hook them to some booster cables and clip them to a power line. Inject poison into their veins.” “And then?” “I’ll kill them.” She sighed. “That is so romantic.”

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66. “Stupid Silvergrace family lawyer now had her make potential partners sign a waiver before she got wild with them. It tended to kill the mood. “Why does this say I promise not to sue if, during the course of sexual intercourse, you break my bones or rupture my organs?” “Just a precaution.” “Is it a precaution to list side effects such as blood in my urine, paralysis, and death?” Many walked at that point; some even ran.”

— Eve Langlais

67. “The deal was that you’d take my place. I am a single, swinging man. I can’t get married. It would send unattached men around the world into a tailspin. The Lord of Sin must never allow himself to be restricted to one woman for life.”

— Eve Langlais

68. “Muriel made a choking sound and fell forward, banging her head off the desktop. “Sweet baby girl,” he exclaimed as he dropped his flowers and rushed to her side. “Are you ill? Do you need Daddy to call you a doctor?” “No,” she sobbed against the smooth bone surface of his old desk. “Want Daddy to kiss your booboo better?” “No!”

— Eve Langlais

69. “Please don’t ever run from me again. It made my heart condition even worse.” “What heart condition?” she asked with concern. “Since I have met you, my heart has this strange tendency of racing or stopping, and when you disappeared, I thought it had shriveled up and died.”

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70. “I-I don’t know” she stammered, taken aback at his harsh tone. “I was reading a book when I got dizzy and then suddenly found myself on this beach.” “Book? What book? Who are you? What do you want?” he barked, his voice getting louder and louder as he spat his questions at her. Grabbing her arms in a painful grip, he lifted her until their eyes were level. My God, he must be strong to lift me as if I’m a featherweight.”

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71. “Well,” he drawled, a mischievous look in his eye, “if that’s how you say thank you for something simple like that, then I can’t wait to see what happens if I do something big.”

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72. “Give her some sausage. That will make her smile, or gag. Either way her mouth will have something to do. Lucifer ignored the crude thought. He was having such trouble with that nagging voice in his head. It kept trying to escape the pretty cage he’d put it in, and when it did manage to slip out, it suggested the vilest things.”

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73. “You know there are hotels that will charge you less for the use of a bed.” “But do they have me, a hard cock, and ye naked?” “I’m not naked,” she pointed out. “No, you’re not. Let me fix that for ye.” Aella darted away from his lunge, his fingers just missing her toga. A growl more animal than man, smacking of definite frustration, left him. “Stand still, would ye, while I strip ye?” “No.” “So ye wanna.”

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74. “Ask your questions.” “Do you bathe in blood like that countess?” “No.” “Burn at the touch of holy water?” “I’d demonstrate an ability to gargle it, but who wants to even touch the stuff given people are constantly sticking their dirty hands in it?”

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75. “I held him in my arms and looked into his eyes and knew nothing that beautiful could exist without the Lord’s blessing.”

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76. “You’re making me look like a bad parent. My minions in Hell are mocking me. There have even been rumors I’m no longer fit to be the Father of All Sin since I can’t even control my own daughter.” “Whatever happened to being rewarded for rebellions against our parents? I thought that was a huge sin.” “Rebelling with kind acts and the truth wasn’t what I had in mind!”

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77. “If you truly cared for me, you’d protect me and fight by my side.” His face tightened with anger. “You would have me blatantly break my vows? Give up everything I’ve ever known. And you, what would you give in return?” The words tumbled from my lips, unbidden and shocking. “I’d give you my heart.”

— Eve Langlais

78. “And what of you?” At Auric’s foolish question, I snickered. “You’re asking the biggest manwhore if he remembered a possible one night stand, among dozens – ” “Hundreds,” my father interjected. “ – that created me? Seriously?” “I didn’t know who Muri’s mother was, but she was mine.”

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79. “Forget a delicious enchantress?” He smiled. Oh, how he smiled and made my girly parts tingle. “Never. We will meet again. And you will crave my embrace.” Before I could say, when Hell freezes over – again – he swirled and a dark mist arose.”

— Eve Langlais

80. “Did you just seriously ask me if the Northern Lights mutated my sperm?”

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81. “You will never lose me,” I whispered against his bare chest. “You own my heart. You gave me a soul.” Because I was pretty sure before I’d met Auric I hadn’t had a proper one. “You are my world.”

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82. “Just what does a virgin wife have to do to get debauched? Teena really wanted to know. Offering herself hadn’t worked. Telling her husband he would be her one and only seemed to set off a state of panic. Would she have to tie Dmitri down and have her way with him?”

— Eve Langlais

83. “Anyone ever tell you that you’re an evil, evil man?” “All the time, usually followed by handcuffs.” Laughter spilled from her, which he joined, his low tenor doing strange things to her insides. Oh God, she’d have to lock her door tonight, and then toss the key so she didn’t come back down to ravage him.”

— Eve Langlais

84. “Forbid me again,” I whispered as I maneuvered myself so I straddled his lap. “What am I going to do with you?” “Wicked things.”

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85. “But, as a princess of Hell, I tended to lean toward the more dramatic – I did have a reputation to uphold after all. I threw a knife at my visiting mother’s head. In my defense, it was only a butter knife – unfortunately – and I knew, even before I fired it with deadly intent, it would never make its target – an even bigger shame.”

— Eve Langlais

86. “I’m not saying I’d take up stripping for money, but what gives you the right to decide what I am allowed to do? I don’t belong to you.” That was where she was wrong. She. Was. His.”

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87. “I won’t have them looking at what’s mine. On second thought. Throw out all your underwear. I’ll lead the purge on the sewers myself so you can stroll around with your girl parts unencumbered for my enjoyment.”

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88. “Just like she intended to be with him for Christmas and make him buy a potted tree because, while she didn’t like artificial pines, she also couldn’t stand the thought of chopping a live one down for decoration. So, every year, she bought a live pine tree, and once Christmas was done, she kept it watered and healthy until spring when she could plant it.”

— Eve Langlais

89. “It seemed Mr. Kitty wanted its food unwrapped. The only good thing was it released her arms, and then her body, as it wiggled back, taking her sleeping bag with it. Prey exposed, the jaguar proceeded to sniff its way up her body. The brush of a damp nose, too close to her girl parts, made her pull up her legs. “Perv. Stay out of there. I’ve sworn off men for this trip, and that goes for big kitty cats too.” It.”

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90. “What man leaves a girl he just dragged to a strip joint to get interrogated by my dad?” “A smart and still living one.” There wasn’t an ounce of repentance in his reply or grin. “You are a bad cat.” “The baddest, honey. Feel free to punish me anytime.”

— Eve Langlais

91. “You win,” I whispered. I finally believed in magic.”

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92. “Impossible,” he muttered. “Just impossible to reason with.” “Don’t blame me because you can’t grasp the female mind.” “The female mind is easy compared to that of a lioness. You’re all freaking nuts.” “Why thank you.”

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93. “What are you talking about? What was in those letters?” “First, let me ask you, did you get them?” Judging by the panicked look in his eyes, he had. “Did you even open them?” He didn’t have to answer for her to guess. A bitter laugh erupted. “Nope. You didn’t bother, did you? Just chucked them in the trash, just like you did me and your son.” Nope, he didn’t know, and she wondered if he’d remember seeing as how he hit the ground pretty hard. She didn’t stick around to find out.”

— Eve Langlais

94. “I am not your patient anymore, doctor. As a matter of fact, I’d say the drastic reversal in roles means you should pretty much do or say anything I want.” “What do you want?” How breathless she sounded. “You.” Gasp.”

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95. “Inside, Lucifer chuckled with glee. As usual, things were going along as planned. His plan. His hellcat minion was about to meet the mother of his future litters. Or get enslaved by a bunch of sirens and turned into a stud. Either way, his will would be done. And the ranks of his demonic legion would swell.”

— Eve Langlais

96. “No eating people. The first rule a shifter learned, right after don’t lick the electrical outlet.”

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97. “Even the temptation hidden in a stolen picnic basket didn’t excite him as much as the thought of touching or tasting her did. Campers everywhere would rejoice.”

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98. “I was still much too aware of him. His scent tickled my nose, clean and fresh with a mouthwatering maleness. I inhaled deep. The sound of his heart beating drove me wild. It thumped in my mind like a sensual music. He came across as utterly delicious.”

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99. “Are you going to stare at me all night, or are you mentally conversing with aliens?”

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100. “You didn’t force me. Against my better judgment, and despite all the therapy sessions and spells, I just couldn’t help myself. You’re like crack to my heart.” His gaze narrowed. “Did you just compare me to a highly addictive, dangerous drug?” “Yes.” “Mon amour.”

— Eve Langlais