Quotes from J.R. Ward

Bienvenido al maravilloso mundo de los celos. Por el precio de su entrada, obtiene un maldito dolor de cabeza, un deseo casi irresistible de cometer un homicidio. Y un complejo de inferioridad. Yupi.

In the far corner, a tenor began to sing, Zsadist's crystal-clear voice sailing up toward the warrior paintings on the ceiling far, far above them all. At first John didn't know what the song was...although if he'd been asked what his name was, he would have said Santa Claus, or Luther Vandross, or Teddy Roosevelt. Maybe even Joan Collins.

Butch clapped V on the thigh, then stood up, as if he knew exactly what V was thinking. Listen, I don't want you to feel bad. It's my animal magnetism. I'm irresistible. Smart-ass.

He thinks I love him. As in… in love with him. Yeah. Go fig. Me in love with Qhuinn… a guy who, when he's not moody, is a slut and smart-ass. Except you want to know what the most fucked-up thing is, though? He's right.

Wrath clapped his brother on the shoulder. On the whole, though, the SOB was a total keeper. "Forgiven, forgotten." "Feel free to hammer me anytime." "Believe me, I do.

Hey, no offense, but do you mind if you put both your palms where I can see 'em?

Conflict is the microscope of a book. When it's trained on a character, you see what's underneath the narratives of physical description. You see whether someone is strong or weak, principled or apathetic, heroic or villainous. (J.R. on writing the BDB series)

Without time," the angel said, "you have only the bottomless, shapeless mire of eternity." "FYI, philosophy bores me." "Not philosophy. Reality. Time is what gives life significance.

Oh. Good. The idea that you might only cripple the guy makes me feel a fuck of a lot better about leaving you here.

And God help them both, if it hadn't been for Saxton, Qhuinn would have dropped the l-word right then and there, even though the timing was stupid.

What." Oh, for God's sake. "Fine. Why wouldn't it ever work out?" "Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally… in love with you." Qhuinn's mouth dropped open.

As her eyes scanned his face, he feared that she saw everything, right down t the core of him. Where his obsession with her was the strongest. -Butch and Marissa

He's into you, isn't he. Answer the question, Marissa. Flyboy with the superhero plasma... he wants you, doesn't he? -Butch and Marissa

She's a female of worth. Hell, the brothers and I are half in love with her and not just because she's our queen. Not that we're, you know, inappropriate about it or anything.

I do not crave this But he needed it before he became a danger to himself and others.

Often people with fine countenances and fit bodies were mistakenly assumed by others to have the brains to match.

I miss you.…" He stroked the indentation of the gown where her waist would have been—should have been. "I miss you so much.

Gallows humor is part of having a doctor in the house. Deal with it.

Ah, now, don't get all mushy on me. We ain't dating. Butch

What was said about him, what the females needed to believe about him, was just oral masturbation for mouths that needed to be otherwise occupied.

But Tudor mansions on manicured grounds didn't look right with their grand front doors wide open to the night. It was like a debutante flashing her bra thanks to a wardrobe malfunction.

Tohr: Doesn't have to be easy to be right. John: In that case, we're meant for each other.

he wanted to prostrate at newton's alter and weep with gratitude for the blessing that made all things fall to the goddamn ground

I'll call you, Manny said. You do that, my man. You frickin' do that. -Manny to V