Impositions Syn Quotes

#1. Furi put his hands over top of Syn's and slowly brought their hands down. He stood and wrapped his arms around Syn's neck and Syn hugged Furi tightly to him. Their mouths came together hard and hungry. Biting and licking each other, like one of them was leaving for a long journey. They kissed like it could be their last time, and it unnerved the hell out of Syn. He didn't like this feeling, he didn't like the uncertainty of this whole fucked up situation. He needed to fix this. #Quote by A.E. Via

#2. No nation ever yet found any inconvenience from too close an inspection into the conduct of its officers, but many have been brought to ruin and reduced to slavery by suffering gradual impositions and abuses. #Quote by Edward Livingston

#3. Syn sucked hard on Furi's neck making him cry out at the stinging feeling. "You drive me crazy Furious but I love you anyway." Syn #Quote by A.E. Via

#4. Where are we? What happened?" Syn pursed his lips. "Which question would you prefer I answer first?" "You pick." "Where ... I commandeered a fighter." "You mean you stole it?" "Semantics, semantics."
- Shahara & Syn #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#5. Nero," he said into the intercom, "I need a cover blast at four o'clock and you better use your powers to open the bay's door or this is going to be a fatally short ride." Shahara watched as the bay doors stretched open slowly. It was obvious they were locked down and fighting Scalera's efforts. Syn didn't wait for them to open. He put the throttle down and gunned the engines. The ship lurched forward at a velocity that plastered her against her seat. Unlike her, the ship had no idea they were about to impact with that wall and burst into flames. Syn's gaze narrowed with a deranged glint. "Do or die, baby. Do or die." Her heart hit the floor as she realized they really were going to slam into the closed doors. Nothing was moving. This was it... Bracing herself, she prayed. Syn didn't slow even a bit. He went forward without hesitation. She bit back a scream. Just as they reached the doors, they snapped open with only the lower section scraping against the bottom of the ship. The sound of steel on steel was painful but at least it wasn't fatal as they popped through and soared into the atmosphere. She leaned her head back and took a deep breath in relief. "I seriously hate you, convict." Vik snorted. "I just oiled myself, boss." Syn gave them both a droll stare. "Stop your bitching. We made it." Then under his breath, he added, "Granted it was by our short hairs, but I haven't killed us yet."

-Syn, Shahara, Vik, & Nero #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#6. No!" Vik screamed as he rummaged through the backpack while Syn ran at the rover. "Lemme out! Lemme out! I picked the wrong pack. I wanna be with the nonsuicidal bonebag!" He stuck his head out, then quickly vanished inside again. "For the record, Sheridan, you weren't this stupid when you were young."
-Vik #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#7. Syn spread his legs wider than a cheap hooker in a Red Roof Inn. "I need it now, Furi. #Quote by A.E. Via

#8. It had only been two days but Furi was looking forward to seeing Syn, kissing him, making love to him. Syn had called him each night and each night they'd jerked off together. When Syn had called him at two in the morning after finding the download Furi had put on his phone, he thought Syn had injured himself from coming so hard. Furi had downloaded his last masturbation video with Illustra to Syn's cell. The one in which he'd thought about his hot detective the entire time. Furi moaned into the receiver as Syn watched the video. When it got to the part where he'd looked at the camera and asked "Is this what you want?" He let Syn know that he'd been talking to him. Syn lost it right there on the other end of the line and it only took Furi a couple hard pulls to come right along with him. Furi #Quote by A.E. Via

#9. I just don't see how anyone can be so cold. (Kiara) And you should be grateful, little girl, to whatever god you worship, that you can say that. In the world we come from, I don't understand how anyone can be anything but cold. (Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#10. Goodbye Syn.

That man at the end of the bar; that was the kind of man that lured you to his bed at night and fucked you senseless, but then beat the shit out of you the next morning, because in the harsh light of day, he wasn't gay. Furi knew that type of man all too well. As he walked the half-block to the bus stop, his blood cooled at the horrific memories of the last year as he lit a Marlboro and waited for the next bus. He didn't need to dredge up old horror stories, he had to get his mind right ... he had an early shoot in the morning. #Quote by A.E. Via

#11. 10 things to know about Syn 1. I hate people, even myself. 2. I only tolerate my friends and I can count those on one hand. 3. So what if I drink? I like my comfortably numb state and it keeps me from killing you. 4. Money can't buy happiness, but it's better than being poor and miserable. 5. We're all victims. 6. I like to choose my own poison. 7. I'm through reinventing myself. I'm on the third incarnation now and it sucks as much as the other two. 8. I have all the friends money can buy. 9. I only trust one man who doesn't return the gesture. 10. I can steal anything, anywhere, any time. Sober or drunk, I'm the best at what I do. #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#12. Syn and God were locked in a heated stare-off. "You think I'm scared of you, God?"

"You should be," was the man's simple response. The toothpick moved around in God's mouth as he spoke like he didn't have a care in the world. #Quote by A.E. Via

#13. All of them knew that Darling was spinning out of control and none of them could stop it. Since Syn had given him leave to travel, Darling had been on a vicious killing spree, taking out every member of the Resistance he could find. He'd brutally killed every doctor who'd ever treated him under his uncle's orders, and half the staffs of the mental wards where he'd been confined over the years. Two of the buildings, he'd blown into rubble. The third he'd burned to the ground and toasted marshmallows over its smoldering embers. Then, he'd laughed as he ate them. For that matter, he'd offered one to Maris. Worse, #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#14. Furi leaned in, not quite coming into contact with Syn's cheek and told him, "I gotta get to work."

Syn didn't want him to go. He looked so beautiful, smelled so good. He needed to talk to him, maybe ask if Furi was seeing someone. "I have to go back to work too, but can I give you a ride home after your shift?" Syn had never felt so exposed. After he'd asked the question he immediately wanted to take it back. He'd never liked putting himself out there but this was what he needed to work on. He'd never get anywhere if he didn't at least try. Furi stepped in closer to him and Syn fought his reflex to take a step back. Furi grabbed his wrist and moved him quickly through the customers waiting for the bathrooms and pushed open the back door that led to the parking lot.

Syn quickly took in his surroundings before focusing back on Furi.

"What's wrong, why'd you bring me back here?"

"What's your angle, Detective? Why are you lingering around my job and offering me rides, huh?" Furi forced those questions through gritted teeth.

"Why are you angry? It's just a ride. I was trying to be nice," Syn said with little conviction, while avoiding answering Furi's questions. He didn't have an angle and he wasn't sure why he was drawn to him. He just wanted to be around this guy, if for nothing else then to at least be friends. #Quote by A.E. Via

#15. No, Syn. I'm gonna fuck you." #Quote by A.E. Via

#16. Syn." Furi's back arched off the cool sheets, needing to be touched by him. He'd prefer that touch to be on his cock, but anywhere would suit him. Syn started at Furi's knee and licked his way up. Syn lifted Furi's leg onto his shoulder and licked behind his knee while massaging his calf. Alternating licking both thighs, Syn slowed considerably when his face nestled into Furi's balls. "Oh God," Furi groaned, looking down his tight torso at Syn. So sexy between his spread knees looking like he didn't know what part of Furi's body he wanted to feast on first. Syn #Quote by A.E. Via

#17. Love is more than just feeling something Syn, it's the connection of two souls that intertwine and cannot be without the other. It's not just saying you love someone, it's showing them with every fucking breath you take, every look. It just is, simple as that. That kind of love doesn't die. It withers the soul without the other to keep it alive. #Quote by Amelia Hutchins

#18. (He took a drink of the juice and cursed.)
What is this shit? Poison? (Syn)
You can't live on alcohol. (Nykyrian)
Wanna bet? (Syn)
Wanna die? Drink it and quit bitching. (Nykyrian)
You know, you're a little hairy to be my mother. (Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#19. Make love to me, Syn." Furi turned slightly and Syn captured his mouth in a passionate kiss. He didn't release Furi's mouth as he withdrew to the head of his dick and slowly slid back in, snapping his hips with the last inch. Furi's back bowed at the move. "Yes! Like that!" he shouted. Syn repeated it exactly how Furi liked it, keeping the pace slow and tight. The gentle waves that rocked the boat aided Syn's rhythm. Furi began to thrust his ass back against him and Syn's eyes rolled. "I'm gonna fuckin' come," Syn groaned, his voice sounding tortured, like Furi was killing him softly. "I need to see you." Syn pulled out slowly, gripping the base of his cock. He rose up so Furi could turn over. The look on Furi's face was his undoing. So much love and adoration shone back at him, reflecting his own feelings like a mirror. Furi spread his legs and Syn took one thigh and pulled it up high, wrapping it around his back. He locked eyes with his lover and buried back inside. "Unh. #Quote by A.E. Via

#20. Syn was standing in the doorway, a satisfied look on his face. Furi winked at him in the mirror and turned around to face him. He walked forward until they were chest-to-chest. He whispered against Syn's mouth, "Feel better?" "For now. This will only hold me a few hours." Syn's dark voice coursed through Furi's body making him want to drop to his knees again. Syn rubbed his course cheek against Furi's. "I need more. I need rough." Furi #Quote by A.E. Via

#21. Destiny doesn't ask you if you want it Syn, it just forces it into your lap and deal with it. -RYDER #Quote by Amelia Hutchins

#22. But he's never been interested in me, and the last time I made a move on him, Caillen almost tore my arm out of its socket. Lesson learned. Syn off-limits. (Kasen) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#23. Before she could rethink her actions, she slugged Mara as hard as she could in her perfect face. And even that was a light punishment for everything she'd done to Syn. Mara fell to the ground, sobbing. But she took no pity on her. "Syn may be too much of a gentleman to hit you, but I'm not. I'm not only ashamed to call you human, I'm completely disgusted that we share the same gender. You want to know the truth? The only filth in this room is you, and you're the one who doesn't deserve to breathe our air. Decent's got nothing to do with birthright. It's all about actions, and trust me, you're the lowest form I've ever met and I've taken in the worst scum imaginable. But I'd rather sit at the table with them than you any day." She #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#24. All right, asshole. You want to wallow, wallow. It's no sweat off my balls if you crawl inside a bottle and pickle yourself solid. I've got other things to think about now. But let me remind you of something a good friend once said to me when I was being eaten alive by feelings I didn't understand. 'Even when my marriage was bad, it was good.' I had no real idea what you meant that night, but now I do and I'm grateful to the gods I can finally believe in that I took a chance on something that almost killed me. The life I have now…no, the woman I have now is worth every rotten moment of my worthless existence that led me to her door, and I would relive it all to have one kiss from her lips. You're the one who told me that the right woman was a shelter from the storm. (Nykyrian to Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#25. A delicious shiver crept down my spine. "I'm not food." "You're right, Syn. You are so much more ... and I wouldn't want word getting out that I like to play with my food. #Quote by Amelia Hutchins

#26. Maybe after seeing what God and Day had, Ruxs and Green, Syn and Furi, shit even young Curtis was in a relationship. If a young man like him could keep a three point eight GPA and still hold on to a man who will be the number five draft pick in the NFL this year, then surely Michaels could manage to find someone. On #Quote by A.E. Via

#27. Kill her. Hide the body. If only he could ... Damn, stupid conscience. Why had the gods given them that gift? It definitely should have come with a return policy.' (Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#28. No more goddamn fingers. Fuck me already," Syn hissed over his shoulder. Furi slapped Syn's ass a few times with his hard cock. "Damn, you are a bossy bottom, aren't you? Look at you. Aching for my cock," Furi moaned, rubbing his sheathed cock up and down Syn's crease. He grabbed the lube and drizzled it messily over Syn's hole. "Damn, #Quote by A.E. Via

#29. You really are a lot like my brother. You know that?" "Gah, I hope he's not as attracted to you as I am. 'Cause that's just sick." She rolled her eyes at him. "You're awful." He didn't argue as he pushed open the window so that Vik could join them. Vik landed on the sill, turned into his bot form and slammed the window closed. "I hate this planet. How long we got to stay?" "Hopefully not long." "Good, 'cause I'm missing my toaster and need to get out of here." Syn held his hands up. "I'm not even going to go there."
-Shahara, Syn, & Vik #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#30. Wit is its own remedy. Liberty and commerce bring it to its true standard. The only danger is the laying an embargo. The same thing happens here as in the case of trade: impositions and restrictions reduce it to a low ebb; nothing is so advantageous to it as a free port. #Quote by Anthony Ashley-Cooper, 7th Earl Of Shaftesbury

#31. Hauk wanted me to tell you that the next time he says run, we should leave the vics on board and get the hell out. I tend to agree. (Syn)
You were the one who didn't run. (Nykyrian)
Oh yeah, that was me, wasn't it? Since when do you listen to me anyway? I'm an idiot. (Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#32. And before they led him away, Syn cast him a cold, evil glare that was all too familiar. One that made the hair on the back of his neck rise in fear. But then what had he expected? Syn was the son of Idirian Wade - the sickest, most lethal criminal to have ever been conceived. And Wades didn't buckle easily. Jonas #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#33. Syn grimaced as if pain cut through him. "We have to get out of here. Now!"
Rushing toward her nightstand, she pulled out her weapons and module for her fighter. "Let's go."
"Just one problem." He dropped the blanket and stood in her room completely naked. "I need something to wear."
-Syn & Shahara #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#34. So you're the infamous Shahara ... " He shook his head in amazement that such a petite beauty could inspire so lethal a reputation. "I wonder what Caillen would say if he knew you were here?"
I'm going to cut your balls off, Syn.
Yeah, that would probably be it ...
On the good side and if Syn was lucky. If Dagan was having a bad day ...
He shuddered.
-Syn #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#35. Vik?"
The little metallic bird postured on the windowsill, eyeing him coldly. Vik's paint was iridescent and glossed-something the mecha had never liked, since he said it made him look like a girlie bird. "I'm surprised you remember my name." Vik paused before he added an acerbic, "Asshole."
Syn laughed as he rolled away from Shahara. "You prickly little shit, get over here."
Vik swooped in to land between the two of them on the bed. He burst apart, shifting from bird form to that of a more traditional mechbot. With his hand, he smacked Syn in the arm. "I thought you were coming back for me."
"I tried. I really did, but by the time I could, I figured you'd be gone."
Vik hissed then looked at Shahara. "He lie to you like that?"
-Syn & Vik #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#36. Where are you going? (Nykyrian)
To get a drink and kill Cruel ... not necessarily in that order. (Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#37. Furi had shown him the reality of what it meant to blow someone's mind. Syn was a changed man. He was a fucking bottom, and he embraced that designation. He loved the feel of something penetrating his ass, stretching his hole. It was so much so fast, but he wasn't looking back and he damn sure had no regrets. #Quote by A.E. Via

#38. Bad thing about having an assassin as a friend. When he makes a threat against your life, you know it's not one. He means it.
-Syn #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#39. Things were getting heated fast. Syn pressed Furi hard against the railing, gripping his ass and grinding his hard dick into him. Furi's own cock jerked excitedly in his pants while Syn dug his hand into his crease, skimming over his hole. "Fuck, Syn," Furi gasped. His hole was clenching, wanting to be filled by this man. "Say it's time, please," Furi whimpered. He didn't give a fuck tonight. He was beyond ready to bottom for Syn he needed to so badly. Needed to completely wipe out all the times he'd been made to bottom for Patrick. "Yes." Was Syn's response. He kissed Furi again before pulling back offering him his hand. Furi took it and they walked together back through the salon and down a narrow hall that led to a staircase. #Quote by A.E. Via

#40. No problem, but just know that no one steals from Nero. He knows who you are and he will hunt you down and make you pay in ways you can't imagine – including this whole brain squeeze thing he does that will leave you with a migraine so bad, you'll wish you could bleed out your eyes to stop the pain. He's nasty that way. (Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#41. Fuuuuuck," Furi voiced in a throaty whine, causing Syn's balls to draw up. "Mmmm." Syn pulled out further and looked down between them at his slick cock, glistening in the warm glow of the candles. He drove back in with a little more force and Furi yelled his name. "Jesus," Syn whispered. "I wanna last all night for you Furious, but you feel too fuckin' good baby." "Make #Quote by A.E. Via

#42. What would he imagine next? Little hairy beasties tap-dancing on his sofa, or other fey creatures sneaking up on him in the shower?' (Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#43. (Nykyrian spun about at the sound, his blaster leveling at the body in the doorway.)
Whoa. Friend! (He tapped his chest twice.) Really good guy. 'Member me? (Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#44. This caveman just made your panties wet with a kiss, and you're the only item on the menu that I want to dine on." A delicious shiver crept down my spine. "I'm not food." "You're right, Syn. You are so much more ... and I wouldn't want word getting out that I like to play with my food." I pulled away. "It's not funny, and I'm not a fucking Fairy happy meal, Ryder! #Quote by Amelia Hutchins

#45. Syn pulled his boxers on and quietly left the bedroom, walking angrily to the kitchen. He turned the corner and wanted to throw a shit-fit at the sight before him. Day was standing at his stove loading some type of egg dish onto a plate before turning and setting it in front of God. God folded down one side of his newspaper, peering at Syn from behind it.

"Well good morning, sunshine," Day said way too cheerily for five-fucking-a.m. "We brought breakfast."

Syn clenched his jaw, trying not to yell at his superior officers. "Have you two lost your fuckin' minds? Come on. It's, it's ... early." Syn turned his wrist, forgetting he didn't have his watch on yet. "Damn, you guys are always at the office, or at a crime scene, or over fucking here at god-awful hours."


"Oh, it's early?" Day said disbelievingly. God shrugged like he hadn't realized either.

"Seriously. When the fuck do you guys sleep?"

"Never," God said nonchalantly.

"When do you fuck?" Syn snapped.

"Always," Day quipped. "Just did thirty minutes ago. Nice couch by the way, real comfy, sorry for the stain." Syn tiredly flipped Day off.

"Don't be pissed," Day sing-songed. "A dab of Shout will get that right out."

Syn rubbed angrily at his tired eyes, growling, "Day."

"He's not in a joking mood, sweetheart," God said from behind his paper. "You know we didn't fuck on your couch so calm the hell down. Damn you #Quote by A.E. Via

#46. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to sit over here with my throbbing feet and bleed in silence until we get to our destination. (Syn) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon

#47. No, it was the brutal loss of his family that haunted him and for that Nykyrian couldn't fault him at all. Syn had been put through a meat grinder by life. The fact that man could still get up and make it through a day without blowing his brains out amazed him.' (Nykyrian) #Quote by Sherrilyn Kenyon