Quotes About Protectiveness

You break my heart or hers, and I'll cut yours out.

That moment when you hear someone call your bestfriend their bestfriend and you're like.....Ummmmmmm no bi....

Four agin' two, and one of 'em a gutless, little female," Percy said with a cackling laugh. "I'd say that makes you purely outgunned, McClellen." "Guess again, you low-down polecat," Adam roared from out of the trees. Adam raised his gun and took aim at the unarmed man closest to his Sophie. Fury such as he'd never known cut through his soul.

Because I knew the guilt would destroy her, and I couldn't bear for her to suffer any more than she already had. Orrin

Daughters," he says. "You raise them and watch them grow up, and you love them so much it makes you crazy. Then one day some guy shows up. Maybe he's nice. Maybe he's got a good job. Maybe he's got his shirt tucked in and he calls you sir. But he's never quite what you're hoping for. If you have one someday—a daughter, I mean—you'll know what I'm talking about.

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

The minute you had kids you closed ranks. You didn't plan this in advance, but it happened. Families were like individual, discrete, moated island nations. The little group of citizens on the slab of rock gathered together instinctively, almost defensively, and everyone who was outside the walls—even if you'd once been best friends—was now just that, outsiders.

I think you should shut the fuck up," Eli said, throwing his bag down with a thud that made everyone on the lab look up. "I think it's time you do that." Stim looked at him carefully. Eyes darting between the two of them, A.J. seemed to be waiting for something, grinning a little. Stim shrugged. "Lise isn't your sister, Nash," he said. "They're not all your sisters.

Unexpectedly, a fierce sense of protectiveness comes over me. Except I fight it back because I can hardly look after myself these days.

Never ,' he tells me in a tone full of ice, 'underestimate who or what I care for.

I wanted to fuck her and protect her all at the same time. I wanted to keep her and push her away. I was everything in opposites, and I felt torn apart by her.

This song is for my Molly, who is the best fucking thing that´s ever happened to me. Also, for those suicidal idiots sending her fan mail asking her to run away with them, I will hunt you down and rip off you nuts.

Where did you get the control sample?" A flash of dark heat raced through him and he knew himself well enough to identify it as a dose of pure jealousy. "From Tamsyn." A pause, as if she was debating whether to continue. "I know you'd react negatively if I approached a make. You're... possessive." "Sugar, I'm way past possessive." His voice was no longer fully human.

Dorian?" "Yeah?: "I want my mummy in our web." Dorian's heart kicked in his chest. "She will be." It was the one thing he wouldn't compromise on. And if that made him animal in his possessiveness, so be it.

you're all so overprotective you'd be delighted if you could pack your mates in cotton wool and put them inside glass bubbles.' Sascha started laughing so hard, she almost dropped her egg roll. 'I think that's Lucas's secret fantasy.' Her mate growled at her. 'All I said was that you looked a little tired. You didn't have to blow a gasket.

It had never occurred to her that she might adore the adult Clay even more than she had the youth, but there it was. The man her friend had grown into—well, he enchanted her, brooding temper, dark kisses, animal protectiveness, and all. To her delight, the feeling seemed to be mutual. But the separation had scarred them both. What would it do to Clay if this disease succeeded in killing her?

These Bellamy men, when they love, they go all in. And my poor Gregory, he couldn't survive losing his baby girl. It was the helplessness that got to him—not being able to fight her dragons for her, slay them.

You might not be so lucky if you keep looking at my wife like that," he snarls.

He looked down at Anna. "I want you to take Walter and drive to Kennewick, Washington, where my brother is." She folded her arms and gave him her stubborn look. "No. And don't try that again. I felt that push.

Mine," he said. Adam's eyes narrowed. "I don't think so. She is mine." It would have been flattering, I thought, except that at least one of them was talking about dinner and I wasn't certain about the other.