The Malevolent Heir Quotes

“As if with every awful deed between that lost sanctuary and the present, Victor grew more and more twisted, losing parts of himself that could recognize tender emotion.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“As if with every awful deed between that lost sanctuary and the present, Victor grew more and more twisted, losing parts of himself that could recognize tender emotion.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“My offer is you get to suck my cock and feel grateful you touched me at all.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Maybe if he slept, the memories would come back. Maybe he was crazy for worshipping them, and maybe he was fine with that. Maybe the only place he could be happy was in those fleeting dreams of shrouded faces and laughter.

Of the warm sun on his skin that didn't reach his heart.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“You did the best you could, I did the best I could, and the truly fucked up thing is that it wasn't enough.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Sure thing, Handsome. I'll be your dirty little secret if that's what you're into."

"That's not it," Victor snapped, stalking away.

"Sure it isn't."

"Fuck you."

Laughter was his only answer.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Fuck, Lucian found him stunning beyond reproach.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“But when he was with Lucian, the world would burst with sudden flares of color. Burning red for passion. Biting bitter blue when he was upset... Orange when he was content. Victor closed his eyes and dropped his pen, burying his face in the warmth of the throw. It still smelled of Lucian, lilies beneath waterfalls.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“I'm trying to see the bigger picture here."

"Maybe I can help with that."

"Why would you help me?"

"Because it's you."

Why did Lucian keep on doing that? Murmuring caring things with such sincerity, it was hard to pretend he didn't mean any of it.

"We're on opposite sides, you know."

"You're the one claiming we're all villains. There's no black or white, only gray area. We can coexist somewhere in the middle, can't we?”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Ah, I see," Victor replied, crossing his arms over his chest. "So that's why you so readily agreed. Know your enemy, right?"

"I prefer a different version."

"Oh? I wasn't aware there were two."

"The most worthwhile and difficult lesson," he said in a low, honeyed tone. "Is to love your enemy. They're often a reflection of you.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“You're not promiscuous?" she asked.

"Try not to sound so upset about it."

"Your sarcasm loses its allure the longer I talk to you."

Victor hid an amused smile behind the rim of his glass. "So I've been told.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Fuck, he was hot. Like, dirty hot in the way he gave every fiber of his being to the pleasure. Not caring what he looked like or sounded like as he took everything Lucian was willing to give. It felt like a sin to touch him, to want him, to fuck him.

But damn, he ached for it.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“No one touches what's mine, " Lucian murmured. "And you are mine, Victor Nox. whether you agree is irrelevant.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Pain that would heal was ten times easier to bear than guilt.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Those who inflict pain are never willing to shoulder it.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“I'll take everything you're willing to give," Lucian murmured, pressing their foreheads together. "I'm nothing more than a man starved for you.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Don't worry, Handsome. I may be their hero, but I'll always be your savior.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“People were the weapons which broke him, so characters of ink and parchment tethered him to this world instead. It mattered little what the story was about, only that it wasn't his.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Victor wondered if his duality meant that one identity canceled out the other. Maybe he wasn't damned, but he wasn't saved, either. It'd comforted him as he fought off the urges of withdrawal.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Even as he crafted thousands of realities, nothing else mattered to him but the love of one man.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“You lost," Lucian purred, a cocky, infuriating smile on his lips. "I caught you, so now I get to ravish you.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“If he whispered his dirty desires, this man wouldn't hesitate to ruin him... and maybe being broken was what he wanted. What he deserved.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Victor was a creature of the night. He preferred solitude over a connection and shedding blood over speaking.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“... and he was getting desperate here.

Not that he'd ever fucking admit it.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Victor was shocked for several reasons. He hadn't detected Lucian until he'd been touched, an the visceral relief he felt at the contact made his already malleable body that much softer.

But... mostly by the fucking audacity.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“A sunrise," the saint murmured, running two fingers across the tattoo.

Victor shook his head even as he shivered. "It represents the fading sun or fleeting beauty."

"That's a poetic observation, coming from such a savage creature.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“For fuck's sake, can you stop assaulting me for five minutes and get the hell out of my car? You already made me late. Don't make me embarrassingly later by forcing me to beat the shit out of you.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“Their eyes locked as Victor smiled, two-toned gaze crinkling at the corners. Lucian wanted to bottle that expression and keep it with him forever.

Damn. He was such a worthless sap.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“You're doing so good, Handsome.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir

“If the man remembered him, Lucian would drop to his knees right now and worship those legs. Kiss along every blemish until he made a roadmap of hurt he could soothe with passion.”
― Avery Scarlett, The Malevolent Heir