You never realized how thick your fog was until it lifted.— J.R. Ward
The most revealing J.R. Ward quotes that are easy to memorize and remember
Pull up your big girl panties and just do it.
The warrior (Zsadist) rolled his black eyes.
"Come on, man. What does it matter to me? You, Tohr. Britney Spears.
Take off your coat." "Excuse me?" "Take it off." "No." "I want it off." "Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won't affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you. [Vishous to Jane]
See, this was the thing with Qhuinn. He could be out there and he could let his edge get away from him, but he always came back and made you feel like you were the single most important person in the world to him and that he was truly sorry for hurting your feelings.
You're getting into some kind of shape, cop.
" Aw, come on, now." Butch grinned. "Don't let that shower we took go to your head." Rhage fired a towel at the male. "Just pointing out your beer gut's gone." It was a Scotch pot. And I don't miss it.
I’m on the benevolent side of antisocial.
I don’t mind people, but I’d prefer not to have a lot of them around.
From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now.
" And he was, with a smile.
I was dead until you found me, though I breathed.
I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came...and I was awakened.
Welcome to the wonderful world of jealousy, he thought.
For the price of admission, you get a splitting headache, a nearly irresistable urge to commit murder, and an inferiority complex. Yippee.
You're looking at that chick like you want to roll her up in a taco and put your hot sauce all over her.
Fine, dandy, she thought. Then lose the shirt, peel off those leather pants, and lie down on my tile. We'll take turns being on the bottom.
The look in Manny´s eye was the ocular equivalent of a middle finger.
Hey, what are you doing, little one? You want more? You are just too much .
. . you . . . oh, no . . . not the quivering lip . . . oh, no.” Nalla let out a giggle. “Outrageous! You want more, and you know you’re going to get what you want because of The Lip. Jeez, you’ve got your father wrapped around your little finger, don’t you.
There came a time in everyone’s life when they realized that in spite of how hard they’d been running from themselves, everywhere they went, there they were: Addictions and compulsions were nothing but marching bands of distraction, masking truths that were unpleasant, but ultimately undeniable.
But Tudor mansions on manicured grounds didn't look right with their grand front doors wide open to the night. It was like a debutante flashing her bra thanks to a wardrobe malfunction.
Those eerie diamond eyes shifted over to her and she stilled, as if he's willed her to do so. There was a moment of silence. And then in a rough voice the man whose life she saved spoke four words that changed everything...changed her life, changed her destiny: "She. Comes. With. Me.
Quick question. Does this magical skill with gray matter come with a total lack of compunction for your kind, or is it just you who were born without a conscience? V: I beg your pardon?
What are the rules," The cop said. "There are none." Vishous spread his stance and braced himself. "Do whatever you want...but you have to break me. You've got to tear me apart.
Because when I looked at you across that table at the diner, no one else existed. And whether or not anything happens between you and me, it took meeting you to show me what I was missing.
Nothing bubbled up from the depths. For once, the present was so alive and captivating that the past was not even an echo or a shadow-she was, in this moment, wiped clean.
Bad deeds like beauty, are in the eye of the beholder.
Bye-bye, Elan. P.S., Next time you implicate someone falsely, try to pick a pacifist.
I'm going to stay here and see if he comes back," Wrath said as the double doors opened and V strode in. "I want the rest of you out searching for him in the city, but before you go, first let's get an update from our very own Katie Couric." He nodded at Vishous. "Katie?" V's glare was the ocular version of a fully extended middle finger
She nodded, wondering why couldn't she have been named Mary.
Or Sue. Butno , she had to be nine-letter Elizabeth.
...He palmed up the life Alert. Death Alert was more like it: Help, I haven't fallen and I'm standing up-can you come and rectify this problem? - Isaac
Is he Catholic?" her grandmother asked on the way out.
He's a drug dealer -- so if he is religious, he's got incredible powers of reconciliation. "He looks like a good boy," her vovo said over her shoulder. "A good Catholic boy." And that was that -- for now.
I always root for the monster.
It was the wife, John thought. And she was giving this tough guy a tongue-lashing. And the man was taking it. "Okay. I love you. Bye." Tohrment flipped the phone closed and put it in his pocket. When he focused on John again, he clearly respected his wife enough not to roll his eyes and make some macho, shithead comment about pesky women.
Man, that did his ego good. Matter of fact, she hit him with anything like that again, he was going to feel like he could bench-press a city bus. With a jet plane on its roof.
And as he held his first true lover against him, feeling that familiar difference in their heights and smelling that wonderful cologne, part of him wanted to debate this break up until they both gave in and kept trying. But that wasn’t fair.
Thank you for caring for my brother." He took his sunglasses off. And looked at her with total adoration.
Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core. And both endings are equally painful.
But every once in a while, from out of the blue, someone reaches the quiet place where you spend your private time and changes the way you see yourself
Butch put his hand on his roommate's nape and murmured, "I'll do the saving until you get your head back, how about that? I'll keep you safe.
Terrific. A bisexual dominant vampire with kidnapping expertise.
...Bringing the very heavens close enough to touch. It was Zsadist. His eyes closed, his head back, his mouth wide open, he sang. The scarred one, the souless one, had the voice of an angel.
I miss you.…” He stroked the indentation of the gown where her waist would have been—should have been. “I miss you so much.
Phury stepped up in front of her, blocking the view as leaned down and put his mouth right to Throe's ear. As he squeezed Throe's biceps until it screamed in pain, the Brother growled softly, "You get hard and I'll castrate you as soon as she leaves." Well .. If that wasn't crystal clear.
The place is also big enough. We could all live there without killing each other." -Rhage "That depends more on your mouth than any floorplan." -Phury
If sex were food, Rhage would have been morbidly obese.
A book unopened alters not the ink on it's pages
I have no words. Sixteen languages, but no words. -Vishous
As much as we have free choice, absolute destiny is immutable.
What is meant to happen does, through one measure or another.
V had a passing thought that she used the word "anyway" like an eraser on a crowded chalkboard. She said it whenever she needed to clear off the things she'd just shared to make room for more.
As always, Blay was the anchor who kept him from being swept away.
For f*ck's sake, get off the cross. Someone else needs the wood" ~Zsadist
United by their clasped hands, they became again the two halves, the light and the dark. The Destroyer and the Savior. A whole.
Butch nodded as if he knew exactly what was doing.
"Like I said, my man, it's whatever. You and me? Same as always, no matter who you screw. Although… if you're into sheep, that would be tough. Don't know if I could handle that.
Will you get off me!" "But I'm giving you CPR-" "I will die before kissing you, Hollywood." Z tried to sit up, his breathing heavy. "Don't even think about it.