Quotes from Jennifer Ashley

Walker's body wouldn't manifest the right reaction. He should be wanting to fight the threat or flee from it. Instead, his instincts were telling him to throw down the rifle, grab Rebecca, haul her into his arms, and kiss the hell out of her.

Ian had thought his brothers fools about that. If they couldn't understand the difference between three overbearing Scotsmen who smelled of smoke and whisky, and a lovely young woman scented with attar of roses, he couldn't help them.

Oh. Lord have mercy. Victor wasn't here to help with the interview. This wasn't an interview at all. It was an audition. Her heart thundered. Her limbs shook. Panic prickled down her spine.

All cubs were welcome anytime—no shame was attached. Why were cubs to blame if their parents were impatient?

give me your cell phone" "What for?" "So i could admire the fine technology a human woman can afford to buy." He held out his hand. "I want to give you my phone number. What did you think?

I suppose your wife cannot be convinced to cancel it." Elliot let himself smile. "My wife is very determined." From the water, Ian laughed. It was a warm laugh, though he didn't look up from his line. "My Beth is like that." The fondness in his voice could not be clearer.

Don't love me," he said. "Don't." "There is no do or don't," Juliana whispered. The mists dissolved and the rain came down faster. "I love you because I love you. I can't help that." His embrace nearly crushed her, his strong body shaking. "Never stop. Never stop loving me, Juliana." "I never will.

Bid me come, and here I am. Shape my being, and for a short time I can move mortal air in and out of my chest. Ask me to love you, Bright Light, and you make real a dream-giver's deepest desire.

Easy. I'll send him to you when he's old enough and have you explain.

It is a game, my love." He held her gaze. "It is the most serious game I've ever engaged in. And I intend to win it. I will have you back, Isabella—in my life, in my house, and in my bed.

His cock bumped her, thick and wide. Spike opened her thighs around his hips, lifting her and holding her with perfect strength while he slid up and inside. Myka's eyes went wide. Hell, he couldn't be that... Oh, my God... it has to stop soon... Oh, my God.

You're in deep, my friend. Congratulations to you. She'll never give you a dull moment." "I know," Dimitri agreed.

When you love, especially with all your heart, it comes upon you so fast, you don't have time to resist.

Life was meant to be grabbed with both hands and lived .

Mary dragged in a long breath as the kiss eased to an end, but she wouldn't look at him. Her cheeks were red, her eyes downcast. Mal put his hand under her chin, gently tilting her head up. "Don't feel shame, love. There's nothing shameful about kissing a man because you enjoy it." The look in her eyes when she finally met his gaze wasn't shame. It was defiance, and fear.

Audrey looked much like Mary- fair-haired with a touch of red in it, and blue-eyed. But while Mary's face was a bit round, holding the robustness of her father, Audrey had the more delicate features of their late mother. Her blue eyes were large in her face, her chin pointed, her mouth soft. When she smiled, she was lovely and ethereal.

he towered over them, muscles stretching the suit he wore. He must have purchased a size too small because he looked as though he was about to tear the material when he moved

Custo relinquished her carefully, but seemed relieved to let go of her, to let go of Death's child. "Okay," Adam said. He wasn't afraid of her. He'd been looking, praying, for Death for so long that he welcomed the chance to cradle her close—his means to Jacob's end, his tool of vengeance

Should she pity the woman those eyes finally rested on? Or envy her? Beth's

We've had a banshee in residence," Jim argued with a wave at Talia. "So we have," Adam answered. A banshee. A weapon. It was about fucking time.

Come here." He sat on the bed, putting his back against the headboard, and patted the mattress beside him. "On the bed. Of course." Kim put her hands on her hips. "If kidnapping and arguing don't work, try seduction.

Think about it, Adam," Jim said. "Lady Amunsdale could tell us things. Could tell you things like...like...what that asshole Spencer's been up to. She is a witness. She's been here—everywhere—all along. Make Talia call her." Adam's expression shifted, his gaze sharpening with interest.

Is this what love feels like?" he whispered to her. "I don't like it, my Beth. It hurts too much.

Everything ye see is ours," he said. "What do ye think?" Mary's eyes shone. "I've never seen anything so beautiful." Her cheeks were pink from the wind, her lips red. "Or cold." "Aye, well, that's Kilmorgan for ye. Will enchant ye and try to kill ye at the same time." "Aren't most Scotsmen like that?" Mal shrugged. "'Tis a good point.