Quotes About Mystery

She thinks he's not an animal like Barrons. That he's more civilized. She right, he is more polished. But it only makes him more dangerous. With Barrons you expect to get fucked up royally. With Ryodan you don't see it coming.

Electric, wild, one foot in the swamp. Never going to crawl all the way out. And I wanted to have sex with whatever he was. (Mac about Barrons)

I never thought there might be one like you out there. Unaware, untrained. Unbelievable. You have no idea what you are, do you?" "Crazy?

There are three floors beneath the garage? Why on earth?" -Mac

Holy psychotic PCs, Robin, we've a murderous MacBook on the loose!

What are you? "A man with a rope?" "Ha-ha.

I want to be Jericho Barrons when I grow up.

Do your thing, Ms. Lane. you might be criminally young, but the night is not.

Is anyone who's supposed to be dead actually dead?

I wondered what one wore to visit a vampire. The chic red sweater set didn't go so well with my darker hair, and I was afraid it might be construed as a flirtatious invitation to color me bloodier.

He had a come-and-get-me-baby-I'm-pure-trouble-and-you're-gonna-love-it kind of attitude.

He's disturbingly sexual to men and women alike in a way that sets your teeth on edge. With Barrons you aren't sure if you're going to get fucked or turned inside out and left a new unrecognizable person adrift with no moorings on a see with no bottom and no rules.

Are you decent?" a woman's voice called, pushing the door cautiously ajar. "Nay, but we're clothed," Cian purred.

He kissed like no man she'd ever known. There was something about him, a rawness, an earthy sensuality that bordered on barbaric, something she'd never be able to explain to someone else. A woman had to be kissed by Dageus MacKeltar to fully understand how devastating it was. How it could bring a woman to her knees.

His face was in my neck and he was breathing hard. Was he grieving me? Already? Would he miss me? Had I, in some tiny way, come to matter to this enigmatic, hard, brilliant, obsessed man? I realised he'd come to matter to me. Good or evil, right or wrong, he mattered to me...

The other day upon the stair, I saw a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today; how I wish he'd go away!" ~Gabrielle O'Callaghan towards Adam Black

She kisses him, lips parted, slow and sexy, lightly touching his lips with her tongue, offering wonders that would rock his world, while delivering nothing. Open mouthed, seductive, warm, inviting and Ã¢â'¬Â¦ dangerous. Even I can feel the explosive sexual energy held in check behind her bare feather of a touch. She's making sure he feels it, slapping him in the face with all she could offer—but isn't.

When Christian pushes into the brick wall of the building catty-corner to the rear of BB&B—first left on the Dark Zone side—and disappears, I melt down in a fit of the giggles. I toss a rock at the spot where he vanished. It bounces off the brick and clatters to the cobblestone. I'm feeling twenty shades of Harry Potter's train station, especially when he pokes his head out of the wall and says impatiently, "Come on, lass. This is hardly my favorite place to be.

Finally, Dageus finished, and she heard Gwen and Chloe say simultaneously, breathlessly, "Oh, my God ." Gabby opened her eyes. Drustan had risen to his feet and was scowling, an expression mirrored by his twin. Both were glaring at Adam--whom they obviously could now see. Then at their wives, then back at Adam.

Karen Marie Moning

She says, all serious like, Lor, you're a really sweet guy (who the bloody fuck is she talking about? I'm looking around the bed but it's only me and her)...

She will never know that tonight, she was mine.

Who shit in your coffee this morning?" "And you don't say things like that. You're Ryodan

The unknown is a vast, paralyzing limbo.