Quotes from Maya Banks

I'm not stubborn. My way is just better.

It doesn't matter. I love you. That's it. That's all. I hope to hell it's enough.

I'm tempted to shove one of my romance novels up your ass"- P.J. said sharply "But I love my books too much to desecrate them like that. I'll settle for my boot.

She laid her head against his collarbone, and he kissed her temple. To her shock, she felt a shudder roll through his body about the same time she registered wetness against her skin. Tears. His tears. She started to turn around, but he tightened his grip. "Stay," he said in a choked voice. "Just let me hold you, baby. Just let me hold you.

I know this woman." "Who the hell is she?" He stared both his brothers down. "She's mine.

I'm getting the impression that women, in any form, scare you." He shrugged. "They're the more violent species. And unpredictable. I'd rather take on a wild boar. You can't shoot women.

You'll call me Damon. I see no need for dramatic titles. I, on the other hand will call you beautiful, lover, mine. I'll call you mine." (Damon to Serena)

Some crushes just never went away. They built, instead, into something permanent, obsessive and all consuming.

Men love a submissive woman, Damon said simply. Even when they say the don't. There's just something about a beautiful, soft woman looking to them to protect and take care of them that inspires a man to greatness.

Words are just words. The evidence is in how you act, how you react.

Some lessons you learned by the book. Others you learned from cold hard experience. The latter may not be the best way to learn, but it damn well stuck.

Never be afraid to tell me anything," he whispered against her hair. "No matter how ashamed you might feel. I'll never judge you, Rachel. I love you.

I love you," he said fiercely. " 'Tis not true that I kept a part of my heart locked away from you. You own all of it, lass. You've always owned it. I didn't give it to you. You took it from the very start.

Oh no. Hell no. I'm not asking Ma for one of her bras. That's just...wrong."... "Your woman. You do it."..." You go. We'll pay for your therapy later.

Tell me what you need." "You," she said simply, that one word tearing to the very heart of him. "Just you.

You have more power, more control than you could possibly imagine. My heart is in your hands. That's not bullshit. I'm not saying stuff I think you want to hear in order to manipulate you. I can't be any more honest than this. I'm yours, baby. I'm putting it out there. My heart, my soul, it all belongs to you.

Sophie, honey, stop looking at me like that," Garrett said gruffly. "You'll have me convinced I'm going to die." "You're not?

Perhaps I'm tired of waiting for something I may never find.

You mean everything to me. You mean more to me than I have the words to explain. Is it normal? Who gives a damn if it's normal? Fuck normal. You and I will never be normal people. If normal means I'm not with you, then I never want to be that man.

Trying to drown me woman?" 'You can't drown a SEAL,' she said. 'How embarrassing would that be?' 'God yes. Shoot me, hang me, let me die of infection from a hangnail, but don't let me die in the water. They'd send me to hell on principle.

I'm so exhausted and yet I feel like I'll never sleep again.

No amount of saying 'I love you' and 'I trust you' makes it true when it isn't.

And maybe that's was her biggest crime of all. Making him fall in love with her.

Bad things happen to good people all the time. It sucks. It's not fair but then much of life isn't fair. It's how you live that matters. It's how you deal with the bumps in the road.