Quotes About Confrontation

You're not worried about being compromised, are you?" he asked. "Because I've already done that." Forgetting her resolution to be dignified, Pandora stopped and whirled to face the provoking man. "No, you didn't. I was compromised by a settee. You just happened to be there.

You need something more nourishing than the contents of that glass, Mr. Shaw." His hard gaze met hers. "I know what I need, you presumptuous wench. Now leave, or you're going to get a big eyeful of Gideon Shaw.

Out with it, Bayning," he said coldly. "Did you come here merely to complain, or is there some point to all this?" "I'm taking her away from here. Away from you!" Harry gave a chilling smile. "I'll send you to hell first." - Harry & Bayning

Is this how you treat women now, Kev?" Everything stopped. The world halted on its axis. Her skirt hem dropped, and she was seized in a fierce, hurtful grip and spun around. Caught helplessly, she looked up into his dark face. Merripen was expressionless, save for the widening of his eyes. As he stared at her, a flush burned across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. "Win." Her name was carried on a shaken breath.

Tell me where she is, or I'll snap your neck like a wishbone!

Lillian offered him a placating smile. "I never thought you would actually betray me that way. I was just afraid that you found her tempting. And I—" "The only thing I find tempting is the idea of taking you to the tack room and applying a saddle strap to your bottom. Repeatedly. With vigor.

Your only value to me," he said in a low tone, "is your knowledge of Lillian Bowman's whereabouts. If I can't obtain that from you, I'll send you to the devil. Tell me, or I'll choke it from you. And believe that I have enough of my father in me to do it without a second thought.

Beatrix fled to the one place where she knew he wouldn't find her. The irony was hardly lost on her, that she was hiding from Christopher in the place she had most longed to share with him. And she was well aware that she could not hide from him forever. There would be a reckoning. But after having seen his face when he realized that she was the one who had deceived him, Beatrix wanted to put off that reckoning for as long as possible.

I wonder," he said to Merripen, "what Hunt knows about Harrow? Do you know him well enough to ask?" "Yes," Merripen said. "But even if I didn't, I wouldn't leave this place until I made him tell me." That made Leo chuckle. "You may be the only one in this entire mansion who would dare try to 'make' Simon Hunt do anything. He's a bloody big bastard." "So am I," came Merripen's grim reply.

I'll get 'er, I will." "You'll never touch her," Cam retorted, filled with a flare of impotent anger as he cast a last glance into Hangman's Court. "I'll send you to hell before you ever lay a finger on her!" "I'll bring you with me, then," came Bullard's gloating reply, and he laughed again as Cam strode away from the court.

Go to hell," Sebastian muttered. "No doubt that was what you came to tell me tonight. If so, you're about a month too late." "That was my intention," Westcliff admitted. "Now, however, I've decided to stay and have a snifter of brandy while you tell me what in God's name you're doing.

Un hombre que quiere problemas puede encontrarlos en cualquier sitio.

Staring down into her mutinous face, he said ruefully, "Don't look like that. Good God, one would think we were conspiring to murder someone." "I have just the person in mind," she muttered. "You had better pray that nothing ever happens to him, because then I would become the earl. And I would wash my hands of the estate." "Would you really?" She seemed genuinely shocked. "Before you could blink.

David, I just broke into your home. Clearly I don't respect boundaries. Do you really think a verbal request is going to put a dent in any of my plans?

Irene told me about you. A long time ago. I remember now. You fucked her when she was a teenager. Then you married her mother. Don't ever call me again.

Dude," Owen said to his brother, "she's fucking insane. She pushed me in. I think she's trying to kill me. I swear to fucking god.

The sound of a boot heel striking her hardwood floor. The darkness coalesced, gained an outline. A tall, broad-shouldered figure dressed in black stepped forward. A deep voice said, "I won't let you go to Worontzoff's house, Charity.

Dale forced me the two steps to the truck and pushed me into the drivers' seat. The moment he started around to the passenger's side I got out and ran. He caught up with me easily and with the barrel of the gun drew me back to the truck. We did that dance three times before he figured out to push me in through the passenger's side

Do you know what happens when you push a dragon? They burn you alive, baby. You're playing with fire. I've played with fire tonight with Chris, pushed him to be that dragon, and the way he's looking at me now, the way he sees what I do not want him to see, is burning me alive. I know in that moment that I cannot keep asking Chris to show me who he is and not be willing to show him all that I am.

What we deny owns us. You can't control what you don't first own and face. You simply delay the moment it owns you.

you know what happens when you push a dragon? They burn you alive, baby. You're playing with fire.

I'm armed and I'm ready to deal with a ghost, a man, his ex-girlfriend, or an assassin.

So you think long and hard about what you see here today, and where you're headed. But if you run, run fast. Because I'm going to come after you. That's just the kind of bastard I can't seem to help being

want the lies to end. I pull my gun from my purse and point it at him. "Who are you to me, Kayden? Who am I?" from Denial