765 Quotes by Nalini Singh

What she didn’t realize was that he’d go with her, making a clean, sharp cut of his own. He’d lived more than two hundred years already, and the best of them, the best of them, had been the four since she’d entered his life.

I just met my new boss,” she groaned into the phone. “Or more specifically, I threw an industrial-strength stapler at his head.

When did you get so bossy, Ms. Baird?” “Self-defense against a certain T-Rex.

The crowd thundered and screamed as the rock star who’d been meant to be Molly’s one-night stand pressed his forehead to her own and whispered, “I’m yours.

Do you truly feel nothing?” she whispered. “Are you without fractures?” “It’s better this way.” His eyes kissed her with frost. “The day I feel is the day I die.

Trouble’s not only my middle name, it’s my first and last, too.

Good. It’s better if my DNA isn’t passed on.” “Why? You’re smart, beautiful, powerful.” “I’m also mentally unstable and may have tendencies toward criminal insanity.

If Kaleb Krychek had been able to bond with another human being... perhaps Aden has sold his Arrows short. Perhaps salvation could come for even the most broken among them.

In his two hundred and seventy-five years on this earth, he had walked in battle and bathed in blood, felt the hot kiss of a whip on his back, the cold thrust of a knife into his gut, but never had he been called an infant until this moment.