Quotes from Nalini Singh

Assumptions are the enemy of coherence," Sharine said. In other words, You're an idiot.

Oh my God, I can't believe I actually said that out aloud". Neither could he. The fact that she saw him as so sexually appealing was enough of a surprise to render him speechless. He was numb. Even the dissonance cut off - likely reading his reaction as one of complete unemotionality.

These people are hurt, Mother. You understand pain, and you understand how to be kind. That's what they need.

We all know Her Creepiness isn't dead." Elena's

Dear Ms. Baird, As of today, you do have a slave clause in your contract. It means you do everything I say. Under no circumstances are you to eat, sleep, take breaks, or check in to hotel rooms with men named Eggplant. Sincerely, Gabriel

Would you give me anything I asked?" in a tone laced with power. White lines bracketed his lips. "I'll be no one's slave.

Podría hacer que te arrastraras, Elena.»

Then she lay silent as he moved his fingers over the strings with a grace that astounded and compelled. When he added his voice, keeping the volume low to avoid disturbing her neighbors, she felt her heart stop beating. A fallen angel might have a voice like that, she thought, hard and pure and with an unashamed sexuality to it that invited the listener into sin.

Te curarás, Elena. Y entonces te enseñaré cómo bailan los ángeles.

He was having a hard time with Aodhan so far out of reach, the two yet struggling to come to a balance in their relationship - Illium had become used to being the stronger one in the partnership, the one who looked after a badly traumatized Aodhan. But Aodhan was coming out of his shell, and the man he'd become wasn't the boy Illium remembered.

Ahora que ha llegado el momento, resulta que no puedo decir adiós, que no puedo soportar la idea de dejarte ir. Es una necesidad egoísta y obstinada, pero soy su cautiva.

Then there was Lijuan. The Archangel of China had a nasty habit of coming back from the dead.

Ms. Baird," he said, using her formal title because it made her pay attention, "have I or have I not made it clear that I would like you in my bed?

No vas a renunciar a mí, ¿verdad? —No —respondió, y lo hizo con absoluta seriedad. Él era suyo, la única persona que había sido suya. Y lo necesitaba, necesitaba a aquel policía que reprimía su dolor con puño de hierro, que mantenía sus cicatrices bien ocultas—. No voy a renunciar a ti. Sus ojos centelleaban. —Buena chica.

Le rodeó la cintura con un brazo, con un nudo en la garganta. —¿De veras? —De veras. —Apoyó la frente en la de él con tierno afecto y le tomó el rostro entre las manos—. Has sido tú quien me ha enseñado que la vida no está grabada en piedra. Somos aquello en lo que nosotros mismos nos convertimos. Su fe en él le desgarraba, convirtiéndole en un hombre mejor.

Si te tumbara sobre mi escritorio e introdujera mis dedos dentro de ti en este mismo momento, creo que descubriría algo muy diferente.»

Zaira blew out a breath and, getting out of bed, began to pace. Since she was dressed in only a pair of black panties, the sight was distracting despite the serious nature of their discussion, but Aden didn't tell her to put on clothes. He was an Arrow, not an idiot.

So this book, while continuing the Psy-Changeling storyline—because nothing is ever static in this world—is also a walk through the interconnected lives of many of the characters who've become important to us over the past books and novellas. With

Nothing is ever black and white, kitten," he reminded her, allowing his claws to slice out to touch her skin. "I can use my claws to protect, but I can use the same claws to rip out an enemy's throat.

Such a mistake would've crushed me had I thought myself perfect and held myself up to some great standard of alphahood. Instead, I accepted that I can't see into the heart of every wolf, and I did all I could to fix the resulting damage.

Es cierto que has perdido un poco de peso, pero eso impide que me muera por penetrarte hasta hacerte perder el sentido.

I'm not going to turn on you because you are who you are." She'd known exactly who it was she'd invited into her bed and that his sexual experience far outweighed hers. "Especially," she added, fingers curling into the sheet, "when I'm the beneficiary of all that practice.

When I was a girl, I thought love meant high romance and great drama, but now I understand that love that lasts is a constellation of small kindnesses.

I'll have an aneurysm with that much togetherness.