Quotes About Loyalty

I place the piece of cheese in front of Wilson, and he squeaks happily. "Guard it with your life," I whisper.

Our kids need spiritual mentors, and if a new language and posture will lead them, then we better hit our knees, pray for humility, and beg God to help us raise disciples that love Him beyond our homes. We prioritize transformation over methodology, because our rules have a shelf life but loyalty to Jesus does not. Let's keep the baby and change the bathwater.

It was hard to make room for my friends. But I did it.

My best advice is just to show up and be truthful. Be the kind of friend you are hoping for.

My friend's dog is so happy to see her every single time she walks in the door it's like she's about to free him from forty years of imprisonment.

The people closest to you have the most to lose by losing you so they are the most resistant to you changing.

I knew that Jack was cheating on me. The only problem was that I hadn't caught him yet.

Where would you be without friends? The people to pick you up when you need lifting? We come from homes far from perfect, so you end up almost parent and sibling to your friends - your own chosen family. There's nothing like a really loyal, dependable, good friend. Nothing.

Mac's friends had viewed his celibacy as a joke, and his brothers had thought he'd been trying to prove himself to Isabella. Proving himself had been part of it, but the truth was that Mac had not wanted another woman. Going to someone else wouldn't have been comfort, or even forgetting. Mac had lost himself when he'd married Isabella, and that was that.

My heart is where you are, Ainsley. So when you leave..." Cameron made an empty gesture. "I'll come back," she said stubbornly. "To this wreck of a man? Why should you?" "Because I love you

Hart was surprised how much Ian's silent presence comforted him. His volatile little brother, who'd needed so much help in the past, was now a rock in the roilling stream of Hart's world. I can always find you , Ian had told him once. He'd meant that he'd know when Hart needed him, would be there, no matter what.

Why good news involved the man being pounded, Ian had never understood, but he knew that the gestures made Mac, Cam and Hart happy. Ian stood quietly and took their hand claps, arms around his shoulders, liking that he was part of them, brothers who had never deserted him.

Daniel Mackenzie came behind her, towering over Katie and Beth, the lanky young man the most nervous of the three. "Should you be here?" Daniel hissed. "My dad would tan my hide if he knew I let you come near a game girl, and God knows what Uncle Ian will do.

A husband is exactly what you need," Mac growled. "It will keep you and my wife from running about in illegal casinos." "Mac." Ian's voice was quiet. "I'll talk to Beth alone." Mac ran his hands through his russet hair. "Sorry," he said to Beth. "I'm a little on edge. Marry him, do. We need at least one sensible person in this family.

Perhaps I can't save them from themselves," Beth answered. "But I will try to save them from you." Fellows

I will write as often as I can, but truth be told, I don't have many moments to myself. The queen is in a very bad way and needs everyone who can be at her side. But whenever I undo my buttons to ready myself for bed, I think of you. I imagine your fingers unfastening my gown, opening me like a Christmas parcel for your pleasure. I tingle even now as I think of it, and so I will close before I quite combust and burn the paper.

an took one step closer to Hart. Though he kept his eyes averted, there was no mistaking the anger in his stance and his voice. "She is my wife, under my protection. The only way I will let you do anything against this marriage is if you declare me a lunatic again." Hart flushed dull red. "Ian, listen to me—" "I want her as my wife, and she stays my wife." Ian softened his voice a notch. "She is a Mackenzie now. Treat her as one.

I suppose your wife cannot be convinced to cancel it." Elliot let himself smile. "My wife is very determined." From the water, Ian laughed. It was a warm laugh, though he didn't look up from his line. "My Beth is like that." The fondness in his voice could not be clearer.

Are you up to the walk?" Sean asked, handing Liam his clothes. Liam hugged his T-shirt and jeans to his chest and looked around at the assembly, a hint of the old glint in his eye. "Are you telling me that none of you thought to bring wheels?" "No," Connor said. "As soon as the storm let up, we ran out here." "What, you were thinking you'd trundle me back in a wheelbarrow, all hurt and bloody? This is the planning of my friends and family.

As soon as she's able to move, she is out of here. I mean it. I want her gone. No one in this world is going to come between us.

There was no finer woman than Andrea Gray, and she belonged to Sean. "Sean!" A white light blinded him. Damn, wasn't it enough that Wade had them cowed without the man beaming light in his eyes?

He knew Fionn had her back, and that fact warmed him. The family that fights rogue Shifters and upstart Fae together . . .

There were lines about those eyes, of fatigue, grief, dirt in the creases, but his expression was one of good humor. "Good Lord, you did steal her." "She came willingly," Mal said. "Well, willingly enough.

I'm not a bloodhound, your lordships." "Woof, woof." Cameron said, giving Fellows an evil grin. "Good dog.