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.
The truth was…he was in love with her. Totally over-the-line, no-going-back, not-even-dead-would-he-part kind of shit.
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.
You would have made a fine warrior, you know that?”I am one. Death is my enemy.”Yeah, it is, isn’t it.” God, it made such sense that he’d bonded with her. She was a fighter… like him. “Your scalpel’s your dagger.”Yup.
Z: “You know, this was a hell of a lot easier when you were out cold in the back of that truck.”Phury: “That was you?”Z:”You think it was Santa Claus or some shit?
Terrific. A bisexual dominant vampire with kidnapping expertise.
Whoa. Fangs. She had fangs.She leaned in, prodded them a little. Eating with those puppies was going to take some getting used to, she thought.On impulse, she brought up her hands, turned her fingers into claws. Hissed.Cool.
I liked you, cop. From the moment I met you. No… not the first moment. I wanted to kill you when I first met you. But then I liked you. A lot.
You’re such a pain in the ass. (Butch) Said the SIG to the Glock. (V)
Tell you what, you let me go, and I’ll ask you plenty of questions about your race. Until then, I’m slightly distracted with how this little vacation on the good ship Holy Sh*t is going to pan out for me.
Gimme an S! A T! An O! A C! Followed by a K-H-O-L-M! What’s it spell? HEAD FUCK.- Jane
Butch tightened his grip on his cell and wished there were an app that let you reach through a phone and bitch slap someone.
Funny thing about glass. When you broke the shit up, it got pissed and bit back.
What’s next? The size of my cock?” “Hey, even pencils can get the job done—I’ve heard the moaning from your room to prove it.
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.
You keep showing up here? Being who you are?’ There was a pause. ‘I’m going to fall in love with you.’ -Rehvenge
Personally, I think so-called “common language” is more interesting and apropos than “proper English”; it’s passionate and powerful in ways that “wherefore art thou ass and thy elbow” just isn’t.
Rule number four for me as a writer? Plotlines are like sharks: They either keep moving or they die. ~J.R. Ward
An active mind didn’t need distractions in its physical environment. It needed a collection of outstanding books and a good lamp. Maybe some cheese and crackers.
If sex were food, Rhage would have been morbidly obese.
I ejaculated about ten minutes ago and the stuff was black. So everything is not normal.”Silence greeted that happy little announcement. Man, if he had hauled off and sucker-punched V, he would have gotten less of a shocked-out reaction.
If sex were food, Rhage would have been morbidly obese.(Dark Lover)
God, now she knew what decent men felt like, the disquiet before taking someone for their first time.
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.
As he shut the door, he was painfully aware that they were each talking about their young–only Wrath’s had four paws and a tail.Least he didn’t have to worry about George succeeding him or being blind.
Some things are destined to be — it just takes us a couple of triesto get there.
True enough. I say this all the time.Trez looked at his hands. “I didn’t ask for this.”“No one asks for life.” The executioner hiked iAm’s body up higher. “And sometimes they do not ask for death…
Among the problems with shame was that it in fact did not make you shorter or quieter or less visible. You just felt like you were.
Indeed, the human mind appeared to suffer from a crippling need to fabricate in the absence of concrete proof.
The thing was, the places of your life, like the clothes you wore and the car you drove and the friends and associates you had, were a product of the way you lived.
You’ve won the evolutionary lottery: You’re a vampire. Let’s go to Disneyland!
You know,” he said, “this is why I love you so much.”Her tone was heartbreakingly warm. “What do you mean?”You don’t ask me to go inside because it’s cold. You just want to make it easier for me to be where I want to stand.
I didn’t know it would be black,” she murmured with a little smile.Horror flooded his face. “Oh, Christ!
I love her so damned much.” Manny heard himself say. “That’s my heart right there. That’s my woman”.
They massacred the servants before killing my parents. I saw it all through a knothole in the wood. As I said, my eyes were better back then.
Then again, he supposed the healing process, in contrast to trauma, was gentle and slow… The soft closing of a door, rather than a slam.- John
If sex were food, Rhage would haven been morbidly obese.
The front door swung open, and Zsadist strode into the house. Wrath glared. “Nice of you to show up, Z. Busy tonight with the females?””How about you get off my dick?
As far as he was concerned, there were only two good positions for a human. A female on her back. And a male facedown not breathing.
And I’ll wash your other clothes. Shall I also order you a new set of leathers?””Don’t-” Wrath shut his mouth. “Sure. That’d be great. And, ah, could you get me some boxers? Black? XXL?
Well, wasn’t this a night for firsts. Sex. Arson. Pants.
God, he was probably too young to be this old, but life had a way of being about experience, rather than calendar days.
The heavy soul will not pass though the body is failing.
Rhage exhaled slowly, air easing out of his nose. As he sank into his skin, he reveled in the perfection of peace. The heavenly silence. The great roaring absence.
A book unopened alters not the ink on its pages. What is there is there.
I would do anything for you. Anything.”With that, he pushed his way out…and as the door eased shut, she realized that I love you could indeed be said without actually uttering the phrase.Actions did mean more than words.
And mortal terror in a female was Z’s favorite turn-on. He got off on it like most males favored crap from Victoria’s Secret.
Good? No, that didn’t go far enough. She’d made him feel… alive. Awakened.
Okay, okay, okay … go to your corners, boys. This is a nice Aubusson carpet you’re standing on. You get blood on it and I’ll have Fritz so far up my ass I’ll be coughing on his hankie.
The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body.
Listen, I don’t want things to get weird, okay.””Oh, yeah, no, weird is bad.””But just so you and I are clear, I really fucking want to kiss you right now.
You are a manipulator.I like to think of myself more as an outcome engineer.
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
Sometimes the only thing that got you through hell was that you were in too deep to pull out.-Ehlena’s thoughts
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.
the only one who wanted to be free. Surprise, surprise. CHAPTER
and Billy rolled in. “Thought you might like some wake-up.” Bingo,
husband and my family and the better half of WriterDog. Prologue
Some bridges you crossed on your own, no matter who drove you to the edge.
he(Quinn)put his hand out to his friend. “I’ll lay my life down for you.With or Without that piece of paper
I was dead unit you found me, though I breathed. I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came…and I was awakened.
Sometimes your whole life could hinge on a fraction of an inch. Or the beat of nanosecond. Or the knock on a door.Kind of made a male believe in the divine. It really did.
What kind of look are you going for?” he asked instead. “Clothed.
The essential truth of life, he was coming to realize, wasn’t romantic an took only two words to label: Shit. Happens.
Gallows humor is part of having a doctor in the house. Deal with it.
Beth’s not on that train?””Nope. She’s not even in that station, that town, or that part of whatever country your metaphor lives in.
Caregivers had to take care of themselves, and part of that meant having a life beyond whatever illness had put them in their cole.
It felt odd to realize she was frightened more by what he might know, and not of what he might be.
But then, gifts are like beauty, are they not. It is in the eye of the recipient that they find their seat, not in the hand of the giver.
Okay, well…how’s that water feeling, then?’ ‘Excuse me?’ ‘The Nile warm this time of the year?
Michael Rafferty was a goodman. A solid man. He was never going to be Hugh Jackman handsome or Bill Gates rich or King of England powerful. But he was hers and he was Sean’s and that was more than enough
Without time, you have only the bottomless, shapeless mire of eternity….Time is what gives life significance.
Man, it was a good thing vampires didn’t get cancer. Lately he’d been chain-smoking like a felon.