Quotes About J.R. Ward

Why are you trying to sound like fucking Morpheus. Flo from Progressive is more your style.

date material, she thought. A vampire with the social equivalent of road rage.

Although that being said, maybe he was just a defensive, judgmental piece of shit.

Pero ni siquiera eso detuvo a Z. Como era un maníaco suicida, se fue directamente hacia el triángulo de inmortales, sin otra cosa que una daga negra en la mano.

Xhex, that half-breed symphath female who looked like she performed castrations for fun and profit.

It's got nothing to do with me. Qhuinn is usually in a bad mood." "People going in the wrong direction will get like that.

When it came to someone else macking on their females, bonded males liked closure. Of the coffin-lid variety.

Why is your favorite question, isn't it?" "I'm a scientist." "I know." The words were spoken on a purr, like she'd just told him she was wearing sexy lingerie. "I love your mind.

Fine, I'm in love with you—" "I know you still don't approve of me—" In another burst of synchronization, they shut up together. "What did you say?" she breathed. Gun. He needed a gun. So he could shoot himself in the foot in fact, as opposed to just in the hypothetical.

Assail picked that moment to scream again—which

Mind if I light up? The king shook his head. I'd consider it a public service. We could all use the contact high today.

I'll teach the fucker to read," V muttered. "By cramming the Library of Congress up his ass.

It was goddamned weird having someone waiting for him to come home, Wrath thought.

On a scale from 1 to 10, where 1 is Sunday church and 10 is the last frat party you attended, how drunk are you currently? Actually, I was typically drunk in church on Sunday's too, but I'd give me a 6, unless I had to take a field sobriety test. Then maybe a 7 1/2

Vishous came into the room. The goatee he'd recently grown made him seem even more sinister than usual, although the tattoo around his left eye was what really put him into ominous territory.

Dearest Virgin—um, Oversexed Lassiter

Now be a good little sociopath and shut the fuck up while you get taken in for medical treatment." In

brilliant pale green of her eyes, the buttercup yellow of her hair.

drawer aside and flattened the parchment back out. As the sounds of fighting commenced in the gazing room

Just be careful with my damn dog. That animal gets hurt and you and I are having words." Well

hope didn't so much spring eternal as it drowned out common sense and self-preservation.

Más alta que lo normal —apostilló él. Ehlena clavó su mirada color ámbar en los ojos de Rehv. —Por la infección de su brazo. —No, por sus ojos.

Man, there were a lot of purgatories getting expunged tonight, he thought ruefully, both real and figurative: