689 Quotes by Gena Showalter

Yeah, that’s the way.

He gave her what no one else had ever been able to give. A past to cherish. A present to enjoy. A future to anticipate.

I’m highly aware that some impulses are harder to ignore than others. I’m aware that fear of consequences causes us to guard our secrets. But it’s our actions when faced with temptation that define who we are. It’s our courage in admitting what we’ve done wrong that makes us forgivable.

Cold-blooded? Oh, no. This man suddenly burned.

The lamp tipped over, nailing Kane in the head. Sabin shook his head. The man was a walking disaster Literally. Whenever Kane stepped into a room, things went to hell pretty quickly. Sabin expected the ceiling to cave in any moment. And yea, it had happened before.

Wildness had never been a part of her life. Home, work, home, work. That’s all her life had consisted of, really. She’d told Maddox that she’d been glad for her solitude, bu the truth was, there were times she’d been starved for touch. Any touch.

You’re just begging for a piece of me, you know that?” she growled. “I don’t know what gave you the idea I’ve lowered my standards, but I assure you, I haven’t. I want no part of you.

Only as he shut the door behind him, barricading Gwen inside lest she decide to risk bumping into one of his friends to explore, spy or even search for a phone to call the Hunters – she’s not working for them, damn it! – did he realize he was about to knowingly pair a Harpy with the goddess of Anarchy. Great. He’d be lucky if his head was still attached in the morning.

The tops of her breasts pushed upward, beckoning. Lovely, so lovely. Yet they weren’t what claimed his attention. Knives were strapped to every inch of visible skin. Some were twined with the bra’s straps. Some were simply taped. With what, he didn’t know. He only knew he liked it. A lot. Took him a while, but he finally dropped the last to the floor. He.