Quotes from Maya Banks

She was too well acquainted with the way things work in real life. Real life sucked. But it was real. It was unapologetic. It made no excuses. It just was.

I'm glad to hear that what belongs to me can't be swayed by the pretty words of others.

He wrapped one arm around her waist, and cupped her nape with his other hand. This time when he kissed her there was none of the restraint she'd seen in the past. It was like kissing an inferno. Hot, breathless, so overwhelming that her senses shattered.

Stubborn, hardheaded woman.

He also knew that this woman was different from all the women who'd come before her. That part scared the shit out of him and excited him all at the same time. What if she was the one? That woman who, when a man saw her, he was instantly struck with the knowledge that he was done for. Like Mia was for Gabe. Like Bethany was for Jace. The one.' -- Ash

You think I hate you, but that's not true, Rusty, and if you ever actually lowered your hackles around me you'd realize that I only want to make sure you're safe.

Not that she really wanted to mess with a pregnant woman. There was too much similarity between them and pit bulls for her liking.

I don't know that she can ever make you a proper wife," Tavis said in a low voice that sounded precariously close to pleading. "Don't force the issue. I wouldn't have her hurt or ill-treated for anything in the world. She is dear to all of us. You are receiving a gift, Laird. Whether you choose to believe so or not, you are receiving something more precious than gold

Bastard had the bad manners to die before we were through talking to him.

Nothing good is ever easy. Or worth it.

Forever. Mine. With me. Wherever life takes us. I want my life to be with you. Marry me, Maren.

He found himself playing the love-sick fool vying for a crumb of attention or approval from Genevieve. Anything to make her smile. Make her happy. He'd give her the damn moon if that was what it took.

Kissing her was something he'd never grow tired of. It was like drinking warm sunshine or licking the sugary sweetness of honey from a spoon. Smooth, silky-soft, and delicate and ultra feminine. She inspired possessiveness such that he all but screamed that she was his. And the hell of it was she didn't even know it.

I love you, Bowen Montgomery. I love you so very much, and that will never change, even when we're old and gray. I thank God for you every single day, and that you came and lifted me from the depths of despair. You showed me how it can be with a man who loves me, and you've shined light on the darkest shadows of my memories.

Wait just a goddamn minute, Josie. We're not finished. No way in fuck I'm giving up that easy. You're worth fighting for.

His heart was in the right place even if he went about it all wrong.

God, you have a beautiful laugh, and your smile. Jesus, it knocks the breath out of me.

I don't want to disappoint you. I don't want to let you down. And I don't want to embarrass you in front of the people you love.

Your eyes are green, too," she muttered. Alaric's scowl turned into a look of concern. "Are you sure you didn't suffer a blow to the head you didn't tell me about?

I'm not going to hurt you, damn it.

My heart is in your hands.

You don't kiss the correct way," she blurted out.

The laird wasn't uppermost on her mind this morning. Sleep was. Another giggle raced around the room, and Mairin realized that once again, she'd given voice to her thoughts.

Okay, be serious. Aren't you ever afraid of anything? Plenty of time, he said softly. Even when what you're afraid of defies all logic? Especially then. It's been my experience that fear doesn't have a set of parameters. We can't turn it off just by realizing we shouldn't be afraid.