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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d02c2bf | All the deeds done in a moment that had repercussions which lasted a lifetime. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 888523a | You can trust me, Novo. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise. | J.R. Ward | ||
| d867f43 | Caregivers had to take care of themselves, and part of that meant having a life beyond whatever illness had put them in their role. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 40e9f0e | Easy, son," Wrath said. "Jesus Christ--" "Actually it's Lassiter," the man said, "in case you forgot." | J.R. Ward | ||
| eb32848 | Wrath held her even closer, right to his beating chest. ". . . a son?" "Yes. A son." All of a sudden, he felt the biggest, widest, happiest grin hit his face, the g*dd*mn thing stretching his cheeks until they hurt, making his eyes water from the strain, pulling at his temples until they burned. And the joy wasn't just on his puss. A flush so great it burned him alive flooded through his body, cleansing him in places he didn't know were.. | beth happiness wrath | J.R. Ward | |
| 2f15ae6 |
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| d9c0572 | She started to giggle. And she let the girly sound go because, fuck it, she had just made a male nearly twice her size tap the fuck out. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 272125e | denying his cock wasn't an option: When he'd backed off a couple months ago as a test pattern, within twelve hours he'd been ready to fuck a tree, he was so horny. Was there any such thing as anti-Viagra? Cialis Reversailis? Limpicillin? Rolling | J.R. Ward | ||
| 3279f56 | Hey, can I help you--whoa!" As he wheeled around and settled into his attack stance, the black human salesperson jumped back and put his palms up. "Forgive me," Xcor muttered. At least he hadn't outed one of his weapons. "No problem." The handsome, well-dressed man smiled. "You looking for something specific?" Xcor glanced around, and nearly walked back to that fancy stairwell. "I require a new shirt." "Oh, cool, you got a hot date?" .. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 0b4d3ea | Don't ever aggress on that motherfucker.... | J.R. Ward | ||
| 9f135da | here's your change and receipt. You want a bag for your old stuff?" "Yes, please. Thank you." A big white bag with a red star was passed over the console. "Thanks for coming in--my name's Antoine, by the way. If you want to come back for shoes." After shoving his former clothes inside, Xcor found himself bowing at the waist. "Your assistance has been much appreciated." Antoine raised his palm like he was getting ready to do a clap on th.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| ce0240a | When he was finished, she started to get off the bed. She didn't get far. With a great lurch, he pitched over onto his side and put his head in her lap, throwing one muscular arm around behind her. He was seeking comfort. Beth didn't know what she could really do for him, but she put the glass aside and stroked his back, running her hand over his fearsome tattoo. She murmured things she wished someone had whispered to her when she felt ill... | J.R. Ward | ||
| 9c2d22f | You got hair like a girl," Mr. D said. "And you smell like bubble bath. At least I can get a trim." "I'm wearing Old Spice." "Next time try something stronger. Like horse manure." Mr." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 6629b2b | It was always better to follow a bumpy course of one's own than a smooth but intractable trail set by another. | J.R. Ward | ||
| e5570a0 | Even if I'm defending the rights of women?" "Until you grow a set of ovaries, you can shut the hell up about our rights!" | J.R. Ward | ||
| 82089d0 | Shit of ten horses," his twin said in the Old Language. "The new aftershave of the lessers," Phury muttered, rubbing his eyes." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 6d7d259 | I think not all things have to be spoken to be understood. | J.R. Ward | ||
| b3c5082 | Are you holding her?" Wrath asked. There was a pause. "As soon as I get this bow tied in the back--hold on, girlie. Okay, up you go. She's in a pink dress that Cormia made her by hand. I hate pink. I like it on her, though--but keep that to yourself." Wrath flexed his hands. "What's it like?" "Not totally hating pink? Pretty fuck--ehrm, frickin' emasculating." "Yeah." "Do not tell me Lassiter's been metrosexualizing even you. I heard h.. | gossip nalla pink wrath zsadist | J.R. Ward | |
| 42401f1 | As iAm cracked the door to his brother's room, the poor bastard's suffering stained the very air, making it hard to breathe--and even see properly. Then again, everything was dark by design. "Trez?" The moaned answer was nothing good, a combination of wounded animal and sore throat from throwing up. iAm lifted his wrist into the light streaming in from behind and cursed at his Piaget. By this time, the SOB should have been solidly in r.. | iam trez | J.R. Ward | |
| 4fb4bac | As he kissed her back, she thought about what happily-ever-afters were about, and decided that true love didn't mean effortless, and ever-after wasn't about cruise control. You started with the attraction, and then you opened your heart and your soul--but all that, which was no small thing, just got you to first base. There were many, many other trips to take to deeper levels of greater acceptance and understanding. That was where you found.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| a44e548 | When a plate was put in front of him, he glanced up. "No veggies? Not that I'm looking a gift horse in the mouth." "Vegetable matter is a waste of porcelain space." Phury pushed a knife and fork across the butcher block. "Ask yourself, would I sacrifice the surface area of mashed or stuffing for peas?" "I love you." | J.R. Ward | ||
| d0cc317 | What you just had is nothing compared to what I want to do to you. I want my head between your legs so I can lick you until you scream my name. Then I want to mount you like an animal and look into your eyes as I come inside of you. And after that? I want to take you every way there is. I want to do you from behind. I want to screw you standing up, against the wall. I want you to sit on my hips and ride me until I can't breathe." His stare .. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 814817e | Butch clasped his hands to his chest. "Was? Was? I can't believe you've lost interest." He threw one arm over his eyes, all Sarah Bernhardt. "My dreams of our future are shattered--" "Shut it, cop." Butch looked out from under his arm. "Are you kidding me? The reality show I had planned was fantastic. Was going to pitch it to VH1. Two Bites Are Better Than One. We were going to make millions." | J.R. Ward | ||
| ed3c731 | Sometimes the only thing that got you through hell was that you were in too deep to pull out. -Ehlena's thoughts | too-deep | J.R. Ward | |
| e6a386d | Life. In all its mundane majesty. And you couldn't take advantage of it if you were sitting on your ass in the shadows...whether that was in actuality, or metaphorically | J.R. Ward | ||
| 97c6875 | You like to be chased, nalla," Z said in a voice so deep it distorted. Bella's smile got even wider as she backed up into a corner. "Maybe." "So run some more, why don't you." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 1b9d5c9 | If any guy breaks your heart or treats you like shit, I will bust him apart with my bare hands and leave his broken, bloody body for the sun." Blay's laughter rumbled around the tiled walls. "Of course you will--" "I'm dead fucking serious." Blay's blue eyes shot over his shoulder. "If there are any who dare to hurt you," Qhuinn growled in the Old Language, "I shall see them staked afore me and shall leave their bodies in ruin." *" | J.R. Ward | ||
| 3fc2c89 | Got a problem." "I can't fix your personality, sorry." Lassiter laughed, the sound ringing through the house like church bells. "No. I like myself just as I am, thank you." "Can't help your delusional nature, either." | J.R. Ward | ||
| 5461ed7 | Answer me one thing," her twin said. "What." "Do you love the bas--him. Do you love him?" Payne looked back through the glass at the human on the bed. "Yes. I am in love with him. And if you try to dissuade me by the fact that I have not lived yet enough to judge, I say unto you . . . fuck off." -Vishous & Payne" | love | J.R. Ward | |
| 396ea11 | Man, Rhage is playin' with fire," Butch said as he started to rack up the balls. "I give Fritz thirty seconds before he's--Here he comes." "I'm going to pretend I'm not here." V took a swig of his Goose. "Me too." While they got busy grabbing balls, Fritz came steaming across the foyer like a missile seeking a heat source. "Watch your ass, Hollywood, true?" V muttered as Rhage came over with a basket of popped-and-fluffy. "It's good f.. | fritz haha playing-with-fire popcorn rhage vishous | J.R. Ward | |
| a952cdd | In their world, dominion was established through force and manipulation by individuals of the male persuasion. Position was earned or lost by contests of will that were often bloody and resulted in a body count. When one came from that orientation, one most certainly did not expect to be castrated in one's own galley by a woman who didn't even have a knife. And would likely have to get up on a stepladder to remove said anatomy. -Assail's t.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 235f218 | the moment he'd seen that female he'd forgotten his own name, most of his English vocabulary, and seventy-five percent of his sense of balance. Instant. Cosmic. Attraction. -Trez's thoughts about Selena | J.R. Ward | ||
| fca00c2 | You are so beautiful," he said softly. "Only because you make me that way." "Oh, you're so wrong about that." -Rehv & Ehlena" | J.R. Ward | ||
| 64deb26 | The phone went off. Private caller. "Thank fuck," he said as he accepted it. "Payne--" "No." Manny closed his eyes: Her brother sounded like hell. "Where is she." "We don't know. And there's nothing that we can do from here--we're trapped inside." The guy exhaled like he was smoking something. "What the fuck happened before she left? I thought she'd be spending all night with you. It's cool if you two . . . you know . . . but why did.. | manny vishous what-the-fuck-are-you-thinking | J.R. Ward | |
| 3ba2540 | Oh, this smells fantastic." She slid up onto one of the stools. "Italian. And you said you could only make one thing." "Yeah, I really slaved over this." He turned toward the oven with a flourish and removed a flat pan with... Ehlena burst out laughing. "French-bread pizza." "Only the best for you." "DiGiorno?" "Of course. And I splurged on the supreme kind. I figured you could pick off what you don't like." He used a pair of sterlin.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| d78802a | And why had those prayers focused heavenward? Well, it kind of made sense, didn't it? Even when there were no more options for the body, the heart's wishes find a way out, and as with all warmth, love rises. Besides, the will to fly was in the nature of the soul, so its home had to be up above. And gifts did come from the sky, like spring rain and summer breezes and fall sun and winter snow. | J.R. Ward | ||
| cc84aaf | You went along, building ties or breaking them, moving forward or backward in relationships, riding out the sea of your emotions and the emotions of others--but for the most part, it was a trees-for-the-forest kind of thing, a piecemeal one-step/two-step dance of choices and decisions more trail than marker, more random direction than compass. Except then, suddenly, the camera aperture opened so fast you got existential whiplash, and you we.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 0f1978a | Gentlemen," the king called out, "and ladies, First Meal is getting cold." Which was the cue for everyone to head back to the dining room and actually eat what had been only studiously ignored up until now. With Payne safe and at home, appetites were free to roam once more . . . although as God was his witness he was not going to think about what the hell that surgeon and his sister were no doubt about to get into. As he groaned, Jane ti.. | brother haha jane not-old-enough payne sex vishous | J.R. Ward | |
| 10e424b | I'll let you help." When he smiled broadly, because he was getting his way, she cut through his robin-breasted satisfaction. "But there are conditions." He laughed. "You're putting restrictions on a gift given to you?" "It's not a gift." She stared at him with dead seriousness. "It's only until I find some kind of work, not my dream job. And I want to pay you back." He lost a little of his satisfaction. "I don't want your money." "And.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| fdddf90 | Yes, I want you." Payne stopped, and then looked over her shoulder again. After a moment, she said, "You are a fine healer and you have done your job, as you so aptly pointed out. We have no further cause to speak." When she resumed walking, his footsteps approached fast and he caught her, wheeling her around. "If I didn't keep my pants on, I couldn't have kept myself out of you." "Really." "Give me your hand." Without looking, she hel.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 73d8127 | So out of the six major subcontractors who buy from us, there are two left? Man, that's a turf war, right there." "And whoever's pulling this shit is probably going to try to work his way up the food chain." Trez spoke up. "Which is why iAm and I think you should have someone with you twenty-four/seven until this shit shakes out." Rehv seemed annoyed but he didn't disagree. "We got any intel on who's leaving all those bodies around?" "We.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| bd95b33 | We are all products of our upbringings, Primale. The constructions that result from our choices are laid upon the foundation set by our parents and their parents before them. We are but the next level in the house or paver in the path." Phury shook his head slowly. "We can choose a different direction. We can move ourselves along a different heading of the compass." "Of that I am not sure." "Of that I must be sure... or I'm not going to mak.. | J.R. Ward | ||
| 3d61fde | Just then, a telltale scent reached Trez's nose and rocketed through his blood, the impact wrenching his head and his body around ... Whereupon he lost all thought. All breath. And all of his soul. Selena stood at the head of the bloodred-carpeted steps, her lovely hand resting on the gold-leafed balustrade, her body held stiffly, as if she weren't sure about her shoes, or her dress, or maybe even her hair. | j r ward | ||
| 34855ac | The entire restaurant moved around the center core of the elevator shaft and what must have been the kitchen space. | J.R. Ward |