Quotes About Acceptance

Bottom line? As much as you wanted someone to change and believed they could, they were in control of their life. Not you. And you could throw yourself against the wall of their choices until you were black-and-blue and dizzy as hell, but unless they decided to take a different road, the outcome wasn't going to be what you wanted.

Blay said roughly,I'm still in love with him Saxton dropped his eyes and brushed at the top of his thigh, as if there might have been a tiny piece of lint there. I know. You thought you weren't?

Rhage's hand landed on Butch's shoulder. Besides, you don't look a thing like him. I mean...hello? You're this beefy Irish boy. He's like...bus exhaust or some shit.

You keep showing up here? Being who you are?' There was a pause. 'I'm going to fall in love with you.' -Rehvenge

It's all right Vishous she said It's going to be all right. I do not crave this. But he needed it before he became a danger to himself and others. I know. And I love you, too. You are a blessing beyond measure, He pronounced in the Old Language. And then he bowed to her and turned away. -Marissa and Vishous

But by God, he was going to stop running from his cowardice. He had to own his shit - even if it made him hate himself to the core. Because maybe if he did, he'd stop trying to distract himself with sex and drinking, and figure out what he did want. Apart from Blay, that was.

Blay: Better than the full bifta. Especially because Qhuinn was beautiful to watch when he had sex. Just….beautitful. Back when Blay had tried to do the hetero thing, the two had tag-teamed a number of human females – not that he could have recalled any of the women's faces, bodies, or names. It had always been about Qhuinn for him. Always.

Rhage and Manny] "You're doing great," he murmured as he noticed those white knuckled fists. "Don't worry about me." "Right, right…your brothers." Manny paused for a split second. "You're all right, you know that." "F*ck…that…" The fighter smiled, flashing fangs. "I'm…perfect.

The rejection didn't faze him. Fine. If I can't have you, then you do the taking. Have all of me, part of me, a small piece, whatever you want. Just please, have something.

Love can conquer everything but reality.

As the two of them came up against each other, Qhuinn's mouth dropped open. But not because he was shocked an not because he wanted in on the action. He simply couldn't breathe. It was as if his ribs had frozen along with his heart. No...no, goddamn it, no... Tell me something, Saxton whispered. Have you ever kissed a male before? Yes, he has, Qhuinn wanted to scream - Blay shook his head. He actually shook his head.

Lassiter hit pause and clamped a hard hand on his shoulder.Sit the fuck back. Watch and learn. What? How much I hate rom-coms? How 'bout we just stipulate that and let me go. You're going to need this. For my second career as a pussy?

Qhuinn looked at each of the hoods again. How ironic, he thought. Nearly two years ago, an Honor Guard of black robes had been sent to him to make sure he knew his family didn't want him. And now, here these males were, come to draw him into a different kind of fold-- that was every bit as strong as that of blood.

Among the problems with shame was that it in fact did not make you shorter or quieter or less visible. You just felt like you were.

Sometimes, you didn't get what you wanted. But if you had all you needed? Life was good.

There came a time in everyone's life when they realized that in spite of how hard they'd been running from themselves, everywhere they went, there they were: Addictions and compulsions were nothing but marching bands of distraction, masking truths that were unpleasant, but ultimately undeniable.

I wish I were whole. I wish I could have given you young if you'd wanted them and could conceive them. I wish I could have told you that it killed me when you thought I had been with anyone else. I wish I had spent the last year waking up every night and telling you that I loved you. I wish I had mated you properly the evening you came back to me from dead. I wish. . . I wish I were half as strong as you are and I wish I deserved you. And. . . that's about it. -V

Saxton was indeed clear on things: Blay was still in love with Qhuinn— and probably always would be. "Why?" he said to his lover. "Because I want you for however long I have you.

I suppose this is for the best, Blay said into his shoulder. You can't cook. See? I'm so not Prince Charming.

Rough times. Qhuinn shrugged. And I'm not interested in saints. Really? You're in love with one, Layla chimed in. As Qhuinn glanced over at Blay, his mismatched eyes narrowed. Damn straight I am, he said softly. As the redhead turned red--natch--that connection between the two males became positively tangible. Love was such a beautiful thing.

Phury nodded. And if she lives with us, we get to keep the cat.

This place is just too frickin precious, the cop said, eyeing a guy dressed in a hot pink leisure suit with makeup to match. Give me rednecks and home-grown beer any day of the week over this X-culture bullshit.

I always root for the monster.

Zsadist: I didn't make up the rules of this scenario Wrath: You'll die if you go by yourself. Zsadist: Well... I'm kind of ready to get off the ride. Phury felt his skin get tight all over.