765 Quotes by Nalini Singh

Let’s talk when you’re ready.” Hawke’s grin deepened. “In the meantime, get a room.

Sugar, remember – ” “One of your best ideas, cher.” Secret rules, she thought, her eyes on his profile as he watched the sky rain color, secret play. When he met her eyes, his own reflecting the sky, she said, “Full throttle.” The smile faded from his lips, raw emotion in his voice as he repeated the vow. “Full throttle.

He wasn’t alpha because he played nice when his people were threatened. And his woman? He’d lay waste to the world for her.

Dropping the saccharine-sweet tone, she glared. “I don’t sleep with men who think I’m a brainless twit.

Cradling her face with one hand, he said, “I won’t ever clip your wings, baby.” Regardless of how much he hated the fact that she was in danger – because to do so would be to put her back in that cage, and his mate had spent more than enough time locked in the dark.

His voice had fallen into the guttural range. “She is not you. No one will ever be what you are to me.” Her heart broke. Into a million tiny pieces.

The Protocol. Silence. A choice made generations ago to wipe out violence, but that had also succeeded in wiping out joy, laughter, and love. It had made the Psy an emotionless, robotic race that excelled in business and technology but produced no forms of art, no great music, no works of literature.

He didn’t care about the cameras, just wanted to touch her. He could do that now without crossing dangerous lines because Kit thought it was all make-believe. But when he wrapped her hand firmly in his and held it against his thigh, he meant it. And when he tugged her close to his side and leaned down to nuzzle at her hair, he meant that too. As he did his words when he released her hand to wrap his arm around her shoulders. “I’m glad you’re here.

Fangs flashed in her face. “It’s so nice when lunch has the manners to present itself on the doorstep.