Quotes by Daniel Scott

“Therein lay the root of the problem.Sharing was not in his nature, but nature would have to adapt. Alineeded this kid. Finn was a modern day gunslinger. Deep down hefucking hated it, but his girl needed this one nice and close.Preferably wrapped around her finger and deeply concerned abouther health and happiness.Every goddamn minute of every goddamn day would be best.Daniel did not want to share her. Not with the kid, not with anyone,not even a little. He knew it would work, this insane idea of goinghalves, he just didn’t want it to. He had only recently found her andshe was his. But he couldn’t keep her safe on his own, a fact that bitdeep and hard and hung on as a pit bul would. How the hell toconvince her? What Ali wanted and what would keep her safe andalive would likely be at odds in this case. She’d accused him ofbeing pushy a time or two. His girl had no real idea how far he’d goto protect her.””

“Finn?” Al asked in a husky voice. She blinked big gray eyes at himfrom where she lay wrapped up in Daniel. Her hair was all tussled,and there was a general well-fucked appeal to her.He was nowhere near as immune to it as he would have liked. Whichpissed him off.And she wore his t-shirt, having gasped words along the lines of“God”, “yes”, and “Daniel” before slipping into it.“What’s wrong, Finn?”His. Shirt””

“I only took off my shirt, Daniel. The bra isn't even all that revealing," she replied, cool as can be, plush mouth set all prim and proper. "If all it takes for you to lose your cool is the hint of hard nipple then I'm concerned on your behalf.""Shit. Say hard nipple again."Her body vibrated beneath him with soft laughter. "No.””

“He didn’t want to fall into love, tripping, grappling for purchase. No, he wanted to step into it, footing sure, eyes open. Knowing full well who she was, and choosing her not despite it, but because of it. For who she was made her the beautiful soul he craved.””

“It didn’t matter what good I could accomplish. I could change my name. My identity. But at the end of the day, I’d always be the mobster’s daughter.””

“Deep in the ravines where He sleepsthree Maids for four secrets keepFor where virtue warms the wormthe meek, the weak, the sneaks, and the freaksshall disport in the hurting dirt”

“Look to your internment in Quarantine as a blessing (I have no doubt you’ll weather the virus).It is a fortuitous opportunity to reflect on the poison flecking your tongue, and, if you can resist swallowing, perhaps one day the gates will open, hopefully by myself, and we can once again discuss philosophy into the wee hours of the night. Or perhaps you’ve already escaped and will plunge a knife into my back as I sign my valediction…””

“Something about the sickness he followed promised redemption. Something about the quest for the man he later knew as Pestilence, and later yet as Plaag, overshadowed the shame of his memories. And so he followed, heading toward the horizon instead of away from it for the first time in years.””

“Undiluted, he is lesser than allthe Lesser Prophets combinedNow the disease we will findis his cure, his call, and mankind’s downfall”

“Either you think”

“Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat.””