Quotes from J.R. Ward

Pull up your big girl panties and just do it.

You've always had me ... and my heart. My soul. Everything. I wish it hadn't taken this long for me to man up.

Perfect date material, she thought. A vampire with the social equivalent of road rage. ---Beth about Wrath

She is more beautiful than I have words for. And last night, I was blessed beyond measure to serve her.

The essential truth of life, he was coming to realize, wasn't romantic and took only two words to label: Shit. Happens. But the thing was, you kept going. You kept your friends and your family and your mate as safe as you were able. And you kept fighting even after you were knocked down.

After all, tragedy didn't discriminate, so everyone was subject to the same whims of fate.

Your hands on a gun butt right now, isn't it? Afraid of me?" "Just want to make sure I can take care of you." "Oh, really?" "Yeah, in case you need Glock-to-mouth-resuscitation.

I came to you, Jane. Every night this week, I came to you. I didn't want you to be alone. And I didn't want to sleep without you. -Vishous

Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core. And both endings are equally painful.

The warrior (Zsadist) rolled his black eyes. Come on, man. What does it matter to me? You, Tohr. Britney Spears.

Wrath dragged Beth into his arms and hugged her hard, talking in that other language again. When he pulled back, he ended the monologue with something like leelan. Beth: Is that vampire talk for bitch?

Enough, Qhuinn thought. Enough with the excuses and the avoidance, and trying to be someone else, anyone else. Even if he got shanked, even if his precious little ego and his dumbass little heart got shattered into a million pieces, it was time to stop the bullshit. It was time to be a male. As Blay started to straighten like a message had been received, Qhuinn thought, That's right buddy: Our future has come

Love can conquer everything but reality. Which will win every stinking time.

Look, you didn't fail me. Because you can't fail at the impossible. -Zsadist to Phury

You've got some of me in you, cop.' Wrath's smile stuck around as he slid his glasses back on. 'Course, I always knew you were a royal. Just didn't think it went past the pain-in-the-ass-part is all.

Okay. Right. Horror meets romance meets erotica meets fantasy meets hip hop. Throw in some leather and some Miami Ink shit, stir with a baseball bat and a tire iron, sprinkle on some baby powder, and serve over a hot bed of Holy-Mary-mother-of-God-this-has-to-work-or-I'm-going-to-be-a-lawyer-for-the-rest-of-my-natural-life. No problem. (J.R. Ward on the elements of writing the Black Dagger Brotherhood)

V settled back against the pillows and measured the hard line of her chin. Take off your coat. Excuse me? Take it off. No. I want it off. Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won't affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you.

This was why people got mated, Rehv suddenly thought. Fuck the sex and the social position. If they were smart, they did it to make a house that had no walls and an invisible roof and a floor that no could walk on-and yet the structure was a shelter no storm could blow down, no match could torch up, no passage of years could degrade. That was when it hit him. A mated bond like that helped you through shit nights like this.

They'd just left when Zsadist came in at a dead run. "Shit, shit, shit…" What's doing, my brother?" "I'm teaching and I'm late." Zsadist grabbed a sleeve of bagels, a turkey leg out of the refridge and a quart of ice cream from the freezer. "Shit." "That's your breakfast?" "Shut up. It's almost a turkey sandwich.

I don't think my sister is old enough to have sex." "V, she's the same age you are." He frowned for a moment. Was she? Or had he been born first?

I love you forever didn't always need to be spoken to be understood.

Rhage stepped out in front of him (JM), Hey, hi! How are you? Hollywood stuck his hand out. I'd like to introduce myself. I'm the piece of meat that's going to force you headfirst into your buddy Quinn's Hummer as soon as it gets here. Just figured I'd introduced myself before I rope your ass and throw you over my shoulder like a bag of sand.

Tell me something,boys. Do you wear that leather to turn each other on? I mean, is it a dick thing with you all?

If sex were food, Rhage would haven been morbidly obese.