Quotes from Jennifer Ashley

Connor swung a punch at the air. "The police should let us track them. And then take them down." "Sure, lad," Liam said. "We'll find the humans and jump on them, and then our Collars will go off, and won't we look like fools rolling around, screaming in pain?

There are no right and wrong choices," Tain said trying to keep his voice gentle. "There is only what we do with the choices we make.

Kicked my ass is what he did," Zander said as he laid towels around the wound. "Embarrassing. Polar bear Shifters are the biggest predators alive, and I let a tiger kick my butt.

Carly threw trinkets, souvenirs, and the digital photo frame full of happy pictures of herself and Ethan at him. Finally she picked up the box itself and threw the whole thing. " That's everything you've ever given me. Except the heartburn from your fancy restaurants, and the worry that I wasn't good enough for your snotty friends. I'd love to throw those at you too.

Carly's lips touched his cheek. Tiger tried to pucker his in response, showing her how much he'd learned. She didn't stop weeping, so he must not have done very well.

I'm trying to teach my son mercy and restraint," Dylan said to Crosby, his voice guttural. "Because I don't have any myself.

Isabella entered her dining room in the morning to see two newspapers held by two sets of male hands, one set large and muscular, the other narrower and bonier. The occasional crunch of toast sounded behind the sheets of newsprint. Isabella

I am telling you to be happy. Even if it lasts only a little while. We must snatch what we can when we have the chance. Life is so very lonely when we don't.

I'm beat up and broken, and scared of everything that's going to come next, but just sitting here with you is making me better. So I'm going to hold on, all right? When you want me to let go and leave you alone, you tell me, but not … Not right now.

You bring happiness with you." Angus smoothed her hair with a strong hand. "The house has been brighter all day, with you in it." ...Midnight Wolf, Epilogue, page 257.

Hart having arrived before them, insisted they lift at least one glass to old Mrs. McCray. "May she, her husband, and our father be bullying one another in the great beyond." "I hope they enjoy it", Mac said lifting his glass. His cut crystal goblet held tea, not whiskey. Mac now drank no alcohol of any kind. "Confusion to them all," Cam said, joining the toast.

Now I know why Englishmen don't let their ladies fight alongside them. The women would take over in a heartbeat." Mary squeezed his arm in the darkness. "Don't be silly." "'Tis true, and the English bastards know it. That's why they write laws t' keep their women tamed. And why I keep having to rescue ye." "You mean abducting me." Mal heaved a mock sigh. "Well, we're never going to see eye to eye on that.

Mrs. Leigh-Waters looked even more distressed. "Oh, Louisa, you mustn't..." "Speak ill of the dead?" Daniel asked, before Louisa could answer. "It's not the done thing, no, but death doesn't change what a person was in life.

Isabella is busy," Louisa said. "She's frantically finishing preparations for the supper ball, as you know. I ought to be helping her." She fixed Mac a look. "So should you." "I am helping her. I'm minding the children. A good husband knows when to stay out of the way of the whirling household.

Their mouths falling together every time they were alone had to cease.

Talia was the realization of his fantasies, his darkest dreams. The ones that begged for The Little Death over and over

On bottom... Fellows studied the blue and green Mackenzie plaid kilt laid out across his bed. He'd worn it before, at Christmas at Kilmorgan, feeling strange with wool wrapping his hips, air circulating his thighs. Scotsmen had to be mad.

Yes, live in misery the rest of your life," Daniel said. "That will show everyone.

Everyone's bad at relationships until you find the relationship worth fighting for.

When you lose someone you care about, it's hard to accept that the universe doesn't notice the huge void.

He nuzzled her hair. "I've never been with a lady before. I don't know the rules." "Fortunately, I'm an unusual sort of woman. Mrs. Barrington did her best to change that, but she never succeeded, bless her." "Why should she want to change you?" Beth warmed. "My lord, I do believe you are the most flattering man of my acquaintance." Ian paused, his expression unreadable. "I state truths. You are perfect as you are.

A phallus thick with desire, rising from a dark thatch.

Sera, I presume?" he said and her bones melted at the sound of his deep voice pronouncing her name. She nodded and held out her hand. He raised a dark eyebrow in her direction and didn't take it. She lowered it again, feeling like a fool for thinking he would touch her, a turned human, and for the first time since she could remember, her gaze didn't want anything to do with him.

The instinct, the thought deep inside Rebecca's mind whispered, to protect the mate. Broderick came back at her, his fury born of the same kind of instinct.