Cocky Quotes

“Ash is going to kick your ass, Daemon."
Daemon's grin went up a notch. "Nah, she likes my ass too much for that.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

“There are two circumstances that lead to arrogance: one is when you're wrong and you can't face it; the other is when you're right and nobody else can face it.”
― Criss Jami, Diotima, Battery, Electric Personality

“Why did you ask me to live with you? Werewolves hate vampires.”
“I don’t,” said Kyle.” I’m not too fond of their kind, though.” He jabbed a finger at Jace. “They think they’re better than everyone else.”
“No,” said Jace. “I think I’m better than everyone else. An opinion that has been backed up with ample evidence.”
Kyle looked at Simon. “Does he always talk like this?”
“Yes.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

“I'm William, but you can call me Sexy. Everyone does.”
― Gena Showalter, The Darkest Kiss

“Simply minding one's own business is more offensive than being intrusive. Without ever saying a word one can make a person feel less-than.”
― Criss Jami, Killosophy

“Hate. Huh. He'd never hated himself. If anything, he'd always liked himself a little too much. Once, a human female had even accused him of picturing his own face while he climaxed. He hadn't denied it, either, and next time he'd slept with her, he'd made sure to scream, "Strider" at the pivotal moment."
--Strider, keeper of the demon of Defeat--”
― Gena Showalter, The Darkest Secret

“Yep, that's me. I know. I know. You're humbled I'm here, feel like throwing rose petals at my feet, blah, blah, blah. No need, though. Just try and think of me as a normal guy
-William”
― Gena Showalter, The Darkest Pleasure

“Laurence the last time I saw something like you I flushed it away.”
― Mark A. Cooper, Face-Off

“You're Nash's brother. And a grim reaper?" She blinked again, and I readied myself for hysterics, or fear, or laughter. But knowing emma, I should have known better. "So you, what? Kill people? Did you kill me that day in the gym?" She clenched the headrest, her expression an odd mix of anger, awe, and confusion. But there was no disbelief. She'd seen and heard enough of the bizarre following her own temporary death that Tod's admission obviously didn't come as that much of a surprise.
Or maybe Nash's Influence was still affecting her a little.
"No," Tod shook his head firmly, but the corners of his mouth turned up in amusement. "I had nothing to do with that. I do kill people, then I reap their souls and take them to be recycled. But only people who are on my list."
"So, you're not...dangerous?"
His pouty grin deepened into something almost predatory, like the Tod I'd first met two months earlier. "Oh, I'm dangerous...."
"Tod..." I warned, as Nash punched his brother in the arm, hard enough to actually hurt.
"Just not to you," the reaper finished, shrugging at Emma. "I see you all the time, but you've never seen me, because Kaylee said if I got too close to you, I'd suffer eternity without my balls."
"Jeez, Tod!" I shouted, my anger threatening to boil over and scald us all.
The reaper leaned closer to Emma and spoke in a stage whisper. "She's not as scary as she thinks she is, but I respect her intent.”
― Rachel Vincent, My Soul to Save

“How did you get in here?' (...) 'How I got here isn't important, because I could do it twenty times again, each time a different way.”
― Rachel Aaron, The Spirit Thief

“I’m in the habit of employing either sharks or mice.”
― Erin Jamison, Better Than 8: Fantasy

“I felt the ripple in the darkness without having to look up, and didn't flinch at the soft footsteps that approached me. I didn't bother hoping that it would be Tamlin. 'Still weeping?'

Rhysand.

I didn't lower my hands from my face. The floor rose toward the lowering ceiling- I would soon be flattened. There was no colour, no light here.

'You're just beaten her second task. Tears are unnecessary.'

I wept harder, and he laughed. The stones reverberated as he knelt before me, and though I tried to fight him, his grip was firm as he grasped my wrists and pried my hands from my face.

The walls weren't moving, and the room was open- gaping. No colours, but shades of darkness, of night. Only those star-flecked violet eyes were bright, full of colour and light. He gave me a lazy smile before he leaned forward.

I pulled away, but his hands were like shackles. I could do nothing as his mouth met with my cheek, and he licked away a tear. His tongue was hot against my skin, so startling that I couldn't move as he licked away another path of salt water, and then another. My body went taut and loose all at once and I burned, even as chills shuddered along my limbs. It was only when his tongue danced along the damp edges of my lashes that I jerked back.

He chuckled as I scrambled for the corner of the cell. I wiped my face as I glared at him.

He smirked, sitting down against a wall. 'I figured that would get you to stop crying.'

'It was disgusting.' I wiped my face again.

'Was it?' He quirked an eyebrow and pointed to his palm- to the place where my tattoo would be. 'Beneath all your pride and stubbornness, I could have sworn I detected something that felt differently. Interesting.'

'Get out.'

'As usual, your gratitude is overwhelming.'

'Do you want me to kiss your feet for what you did at the trial? Do you want me to offer another week of my life?'

'Not unless you feel compelled to do so,' he said, his eyes like stars.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“... I toiled over the sentences; Rhysand is interesting; Rhysand is gorgeous; Rhysand is flawless- and raised and lowered my mental shields until my mind was limping.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“You and Garcia aren't---"
"No. I'm a one-man kind of woman."
"And this one man..." His eyes lit up. Hopeful. Intent. "What's he like?"
"He's brave." I pressed a kiss to his forehead. "He's strong." Another kiss, this one on his cheek. "Funny and sarcastic." Kisses down his jaw despite the bristles. "Selfless." A kiss on the corner of his lips. "Loyal and honorable." Another kiss on the cheek. "A team player."
Jack gave a satisfied rumble. "He's always worked alone."
"Not anymore." I brushed his hair back from his face. "No one wanted to be left behind when it came time to save him. Everyone wanted to help. He was part of a team, and the team looks after each other."
"How is he in bed?" His voice dropped to a sensual rumble.
"Incredible."
"The best you ever had?"
"I wouldn't want him to get too cocky."
Jack laughed. "He's cocky now.”
― Sara Desai, To Have and to Heist

“You know what Bryce would do to me if you wound up dead? I'd never get to fondle her underwear again.'

Ithan gaped at him. Then burst out laughing. It was a rich sound, a little hoarse- like he hadn't done it in a while. 'I'm surprised Athalar lets you live.'

'You know what Bryce would do to Hunt if I wound up dead?' Tharion grinned. 'My sweet Legs has my back.”
― Sarah J. Maas, House of Sky and Breath

“The only evidence I had at all that Rhys remained on the premises were the blank copies of the alphabet, along with several sentences I was to write every day, swapping out words, each one more obnoxious that the last.

Rhys is the most handsome High Lord.
Rhys is the most delightful High Lord.
Rhys is the most cunning High Lord.

Every day, one miserable sentence- with one changing word of varying arrogance and vanity. And every day, another simple set of instructions: shield up, shield down, shield up, shield down. Over and over and over.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Get out.' He pointed toward the staircase. 'She'll come to you when she's ready.'

Rhysand just brushed an invisible fleck of dust off Tamlin's sleeve. Part of me admired the sheer nerve it must have taken. Had Tamlin's teeth been inches from my throat, I would have bleated in panic.

Rhys cut a glance at me. 'No, you wouldn't have. As far as your memory serves me, the last time Tamlin's teeth were near your throat, you slapped him across the face.' I snapped up my forgotten shields, scowling.

'Shut your mouth,' Tamlin said, stepping further between us. 'And get out.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Copy these sentences,' he drawled from across the table, handing me a piece of paper.

I looked at them and read perfectly.

'Rhysand is a spectacular person. Rhysand is the centre of my world. Rhysand is the best lover a female can ever dream of.' I set down the paper, wrote out the three sentences, and handed it to him.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Send your dogs out into the yard to play, Rhysand. You and I have matters to discuss.'

That midnight voice said with quiet cold that licked down my spine. 'As do I.'

Then the cocky one drawled to her, 'We were here first. Wait your turn, Tiny Ancient One.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“I made to jump off the stone, but he gripped my chin, the movement too fast to detect. His words were a lethal caress as he said, 'Did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling before you?'

I knew he could hear my heart as it ratcheted into a thunderous beat. I gave him a hateful little smirk, anyway, yanking my chin out of his touch and leaping off the stone. I might have aimed for him feet. And he might have shifted out of the way just enough to avoid it. 'Isn't that all you males are good for, anyway?' But the words were tight, near breathless.

His answering smile evoked silken sheets and jasmine-scented breezes at midnight.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“I want to paint you.'

He gently lifted me into his arms. 'Nude would be best,' he said in my ear.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“You're going to make me look like that?'

His low laugh rippled over her body. 'No one can look like this but me, Nes.'

Arrogant ass.

'Rhysand and Azriel do,' she said sweetly.

'I've got one or two muscles on them.'

'I don't see it.'

He winked. 'Maybe they're in other places.'

She couldn't help it. Couldn't stop it. Not the flash of desire, but the smile that overtook her face. She huffed a laugh.

Cassian stared like he hadn't seen her before.

His shock was enough that Nesta dropped her smile.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“hell, if you could even handle all nine inches of me buried inside you. We both know you’d be gagging if I even half attempted to fuck your smart mouth.”
― Alexis Winter, Looking For Trouble

“I know you're not going to admit it,' Hawke said, voice low and thick. 'But you and I both know that I was right.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“You’re impossible,” I groaned, shoving against his shoulder.

“You mean unattainable.” He didn’t budge.

“You didn’t seem unattainable when you were begging me to kiss you.”

“I was being charitable. Where would people like you be without my generosity?”
― Jane Washington, A Dream of Embers

“Who’s your friend writing to?” Kilian asked. “She’s covered both sides of the paper.” I

sobel laughed. “You.”

“Me?” He touched his chest, turning backwards to face her as he pushed open the door with his shoulder. “How touching. And unsurprising.”
― Jane Washington, Plier

“I’ve told you before not to call me prickly. That’s a word that men use about women who don’t cave to them, who don’t swoon before their manliness.”

“Damn it, Melissa. I don’t expect you to cave or swoon. I’d just like to occasionally be able to have a conversation without you acting like I’m attacking you.”
― Noelle Adams, Part-Time Husband

“Oh my gods,' I hissed. 'You are...'

'What?' The colours of his eyes were churning again. ''Captivating to you? I know. There's no need to tell me.'

'Wasn't planning to.'

'Whatever you say, na'laa,' he murmured.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Fall of Ruin and Wrath

“That wasn't exactly what I was suggesting,' I pointed out. 'I meant that since you seem pretty-'

'Thank you.'

I shot him a bland look.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Shadow in the Ember

“It's exhausting always being right.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, A Shadow in the Ember