21 Quotes by J. R. Ward

Butch tightened his grip on his cell and wished there were an app that let you reach through a phone and bitch slap someone.

He cleared his throat and reminded himself that if you pissed Her Holiness off, they'd need barbecue tongs to pick up your steaming pieces.

You feel me?

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." His head snapped back on his spine. Well... then. Okaaaaay.

She shut the door and moved on to the floor-to-ceiling cabinets. “There is nothing here. Nothing. What do you eat?”“Ah…” Assail found himself looking at the cousins for aid. “usually we take our meals in town.”The scoffing sound certainly appeared like the old-lady equivalent of Fuck that. “I need the staples.

I'm not into sluts. Our tradition says you honor your body by sharing it only with someone you are halved with. Guess I can't get that bullshit out of my head." ~iAm, Ch.63

Er det sant at du gjorde rent i huset mitt?” spurte hun.Å pokker… Det eneste svaret han hadde på det, var alt for avslørende. “Er det?” “Ja. Jeg gjorde det” “Jeg kommer til å klemme deg nå” Z stivnet, men før han rakk å komme seg unna, la armene hennes seg rundt midjen hans og hodet la seg mot den nakne brystkassen.

V blunket et par ganger, kjente seg beklemt over det han skulle til å si. “Du er en helgen, vet du det? Du har bestandig vert det for meg. Bestandig. Selv da jeg…” “Selv da du hva da?” “Du vet.” “Hva?” “Helvette. Selv da jeg var forelsket i deg. Eller hva faen.” Butch tok seg til hjertet. “Var? Var? Jeg kan ikke tro at det er slutt.” Han dekket over øynene med den ene armen á la Sarah Bernhardt. “Mine fremtids drømmer er knust!

Beth,” he whispered. “Come back to me.”He brought more of his blood to her.“Damn it, don’t you die!” Candles flared in the room. “I love you, damn you! Goddamn you, don’t you let go!