Quotes from J.R. Ward

None of them knew that it wasn't because he was a nice guy; it was because he was one of them. The hard reality was that life had put them all where they didn't want to be, namely on their backs for people they didn't want to be fucking.

As he shut the door, he was painfully aware that they were each talking about their young--only Wrath's had four paws and a tail. Least he didn't have to worry about George succeeding him or being blind.

These were gym towels. They were supposed to be thin and mean, the terry-cloth equivalent of coyotes. When you were sweating like a pig and couldn't feel the bottoms of your feet from exertion, you didn't want to pat yourself down with a Pomeranian.

I was dead unit you found me, though I breathed. I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came...and I was awakened.

I wish to be naked before you, she commanded. Make it so, Manuel.

In the oh-my-God-this-has-to-be-Christmas silence that followed, he struggled to reorder the last six months, to catch up with this reality they'd somehow missed. He wanted her. She wanted him. Was it true?

There were times in life when, as much as you wanted to fight for something, you just had to let it go.

I am safe, he thought to himself. With her, and her alone, I am safe… —

Some bridges you crossed on your own, no matter who drove you to the edge.

Why can't I use my laptop to take notes?" To which the Brother Tohrment had replied, "Because the tap-tapping of a keyboard makes me want to get my shotgun. Do you feel like having a cranial leak tonight?" Ward, J.R. (2015-12-01). Blood Kiss: Black Dagger Legacy (p. 229). Penguin Publishing Group. Kindle Edition.

They sat side by side in silence—because sometimes that was all you could do for someone you loved: There were paths that had to be walked alone. And that just sucked.

Cuz it sure as hell appeared that his library card was getting stamped tonight.

As soon as he was free from the library, he raced away from the Sanctuary, returning his faithless body to his bedroom at the mansion. He was still erect when he got there. Duh. Staring down at his button fly, he tried to find another explanation. Maybe he'd thrown a clot? A cock clot … or maybe … shit… There was no way he could be attracted to another female.

Rhage raised his hand. "Pastor Ass-hat, I have a question." "Yes, my son, you are going to hell." Lassiter made the sign of the cross and then looked around.

Yeah, we could strap a small car to Lassiter's back and make him run around by the pool—

Wrath pulled the trigger on the brotherhood...

Saxton shifted exhausted eyes over. Must we do this? What happened -- I think you and he need to talk. And once you do, I won't have to worry about being jumped like a felon again. Blay frowned. He and I have nothing to say to each other -- with all due respect, the ligature marks on my neck would suggest otherwise.

On the backs of her lids,all she saw were the bare-naked breasts laid out before him,his dark head descending,his tongue flicking free of his mouth...and then his eyes lifting and meeting hers.

Your past was the same as your skin: with you for life, both the proverbial beauty marks . . . and the scars.

You could choose some paths and not others. Not always, of course. At times destiny just drove you to a destination and dropped your ass off and that was that. But on occasion you were able to pick the address. And if you had half a brain, no matter how hard it was or how weird it felt, you went into the house. And found yourself.

When I want you to beg, I'll tell you-Vishous

You didn't need to know the specifics about a male like that to be fully aware he was a Taylor Swift song waiting to happen.

Do you like what you see?" he said in a quiet voice

You're one in a million, John Matthew