Quotes from Nalini Singh

Brenna's eyes widened. Raising a hand, she brushed his hair gently off his forehead. "Why do I keep telling you things I swore I'd take to my grave?" The contact shot electricity through his nerves. "Because you know I'll always be your shield against the nightmares.

Illium says that perhaps I can use them to flutter someone to death. - Aodhan to Jason, Archangel's Storm

Death holds no allure for me, Elena." The power of him cut against his skin, a cold white fire. "Not when I have yet to sate my hunger for you.

Arms wrapped around his neck, she kissed his temple. "I'm sorry I scared you." It wasn't the done thing for an archangel to admit fear, but he was hers, and she'd hurt him without meaning to; it was up to her to fix her mistake. His wings shifted, but he didn't extricate their bodies. "I didn't know fear until you, Elena. Use the power wisely.

I hear women are posting their phone numbers on the site for you." Accompanied by sexy videos and photos. Judd's eyes gleamed. "Not after Brenna hacked the site and plastered a message on their homepage pointing out that I'm very happily mated to a wolf with sharp teeth, razored claws, and a wild case of insane jealousy." A small smile that was nonetheless, quietly satisfied. "She also uploaded several gruesome photos of feral wolf kills.

Dropping her hand, she turned in his arms. Then, rising up on tiptoe, she cupped his face in her palms and drew him down. Her kiss was innocent, vulnerable, a caress so gentle that it made him her slave between one breath and the next.

You know I'll never say no, and Nate's so dedicated, I think he loves our alpha more than me." "I resent that," Nate grumbled. "I might love football more than you, but definitely not Lucas's ugly mug.

Under her palm, his heart beat strong and sure. It was such a human sound, so honest, so real.

I tell you I'm dangerous and you want to put knives near me?" - Vaughn to Faith

I almost let the best thing that ever happened to me slip away because I was hung up on ideas of what I 'should' want. Sometimes there is no 'should,' there's only a single chance to grab on to happiness.

She wished he'd stop touching her. Not because she didn't like it but because she liked it far too much. It made her hunger for things that could never be hers. And if someone went hungry for too long, they started to starve. Started to hurt.

I will love you until the day they put me in the earth.

There is a dark music in the screams of your enemies." (Raphael)

I swear to God," she muttered, fighting a laugh, "if you've dusted me with blue, I'll tie your balls in a knot and hang you up by them on the nearest sharp object I see.

You chose a warrior, remember?" "As you chose an archangel.

Go then, mere jaan ." My life. Because that was what she was. The best part of him. "Just remember - the next ten or so lifetimes, you're spending with me.

I need a Stetson, so I can ride you like a cowgirl" - Mercy to Riley

Of course you may go first. When I am dead.

Brenna was fixing some kind of a small computronic device when he found her in her quarters. "Judd," she said, putting down her tools. "You can't be here. The dissonance—" He interrupted her panicked words. "I need to ask you something important." "What could be more important than your life?" She sounded close to tears. "Your life. If you die, I don't know if I'd stay sane." A simple truth.

Some wounds should be healed, no matter how much time has passed or how much time is left.

He was strong. And his heart, it was breaking.

I told Caliane that trying to civilize me is like trying to civilize a jungle cat," Naasir said with a shrug. "We pretend to like people until we get hungry and want fresh meat." A glance around, a glint in his eye. "I honestly do like you all. I haven't thought about eating you for at least two centuries.

In my time," he said, "they believed in witches. Are you a witch, Honor, that you make me say these things to you?" Causing him to rip open wounds that had stayed safely scabbed over for so long that, most of the time, he managed to forget they existed. Her hands, so very, very gentle, continued to hold his face as she tugged him down until their foreheads touched. "I'm no witch, Dmitri. If I was, I'd know how to fix you.

Go play your favorite game." Feeling the hum of anticipation in his belly, Andrew gave his alpha an innocent smile. "I have no idea what you mean." Hawke pointed a finger at him. "I want my calm, collected lieutenant back by the end of the week, or I'm packing you in a box and shipping you to fucking Siberia." Andrew grinned. "I hear it's nice there this time of year.