Quotes About Conflict

As the two of them came up against each other, Qhuinn's mouth dropped open. But not because he was shocked and 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 . . .

Wrath - Beth x Overnight = Psycho-hose Beast

Xhex: John, she said softty. He paused and looked over his shoulder toward the bed. I love you." His handsome face tightened in pain, and he rubbed the middle of his chest, as if someone had fisted up his heart and squeezed it dead. And then he turned away. As she hit the confines of her prison… She was screaming at the top of her lungs.

Oh… God. What was a male supposed to do in this situation? I'm sorry, he muttered. If I… uh, hurt your feelings or something. She glared at him. I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated.

It was hard to know what was worse: him being with her and all her sisters, or him being with none of them because his heart was held by another. -Cormia

Rhage nodded. "The place is also big enough. We could all live there without killing each other." "That depends more on your mouth than any floor plan," Phury said with a grin.

When they got to thew bottom of the stairwell, they stopped dead. Blay's father was facing off with a lesser, a Civil War sword in one hand, a dagger in the other. Behind his Joe Friday glasses, his eyes were lit like torches, and they flicked over for a split second. Stay out of this. This one's mine. The shit was done faster than you can say, Ninja Dad . Blay's father went Ginsu on the slayer, carving the thing up like a turkey, then stabbing it back to the Omega.

When were you going to tell me? He demanded. Tell you what? That you can be a real asshole? How about right now.

Bye-bye, Elan. P.S., Next time you implicate someone falsely, try to pick a pacifist.

You have what I call a male brow. Which is a frown brought on when you're thinking about your male and you either want to boot him in the ass or wrap your arms around him and hold him 'til he can't breathe.

And I'm full aware of how much you don't like me at this moment Can't be a new thing for you Jim said

Okay, okay, okay … go to your corners, boys. This is a nice Aubusson carpet you're standing on. You get blood on it and I'll have Fritz so far up my ass I'll be coughing on his hankie.

Conflict is the microscope of a book. When it's trained on a character, you see what's underneath the narratives of physical description. You see whether someone is strong or weak, principled or apathetic, heroic or villainous. (J.R. on writing the BDB series)

What." Oh, for God's sake. "Fine. Why wouldn't it ever work out?" "Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally… in love with you." Qhuinn's mouth dropped open.

I feel like I am wlaking down into a porn movie V mutteres as they took the steps with care. Wouldn't that require more black candles for you, Zsadist cracked.....

I'm still convinced you're doing my GTO, you bastard.

Wrath jammed a finger in V's face. "Don't follow me. We clear? You don't follow me." "You stupid fool," V said with total exhaustion. "You're the king. We all must follow you.

Humans are threatened by anything different, and their response is to fight. They're bullies, picking on the weak, cowering from the strong.

Just don't go out fighting. I don't need to know where you're going, that's your biz. But if you get yourself killed, I got ninety-nine problems and you're the biggest one of them. Rehv to John

Last fight I had with the bitch ended way too soon. Eddie rolled his eyes and glanced at Jim. It was in the Middle Ages and he still hasn't gotten over it.

In his old life, the answer would have been easy: He'd have just put a gun to Vin's head and dragged the fucker to the altar. Now? He needed to be a little more civilized.

Can we screw the 'sorry' part and let me hit you back instead? Vishous to Butch

Bottom line? The fabric of the race's society is going to unravel, and if you think that's going to help in the war, you've got your head so far up your ass you're using your colon as a mouthpiece.

Saxton shifted exhausted eyes over. Must we do this? What happened -- I think you and he need to talk. And once you do, I won't have to worry about being jumped like a felon again. Blay frowned. He and I have nothing to say to each other -- with all due respect, the ligature marks on my neck would suggest otherwise.