The Brother pulled Craeg to his feet....and embraced him. Good job son. I'm proud of you.Craeg blinked his eyes fast, as if he were tearing up. The he seemed to give up the fight against his emotions...
I'm not cock-blocking for kicks and giggles. The mothership called
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...
I want you to know...that you can trust me.John locked eyes with her and was instantly transported to a different plane of existence. Mighta been heaven again. Who the fuck knew or cared. All he knew...
For fuck's sake, get off the cross. Someone else needs the wood.
But then, gifts are like beauty, arethey not. It is in the eye of the recipient that they find their seat, not in the hand of the giver.
A book unopened alters not the ink on its pages. What is there is there.
What happened to you? she asked.I got hit in the side.With what?A knife.
That plan had bad idea written all over it. You want to poof it or ride back with me?
That human, he's a lesser waiting to happen, in my opinion--nothing less, nothing more
Man, some open doors were not welcoming, and that was so the case here—less hi-how’re-ya, more come-in-so-your-skin-can-be-used-to-make-a-super-hero-cape-for-one-of-Hannibal-Lecter’s-patients.
I’m not scared of death, it’s the suffering that bothers me—and I know I can help that. It’s the journey, not the outcome, that I can change, if that makes sense.
I judge you not by the sex of whom you love... but by how you love them. -Layla, page 306
I have loved you for years. I have been in love with you for years and years and years ... throughout school and training ... before transitions and afterward ... when you approached me and yes, even...
He went over to the leathers and picked them up. Nice Catholic boy like him didn't know much about BDSM, but it looked like he was going to learn firsthand.Taking out his cellphone, he hit V, but didn...
God, I miss you, he said in a voice that cracked. Every night. Every day…
By the power vested in me thanks to Google, I know pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!
As Qhuinn looked at his best friend's handsome face, he felt as if he'd never not known that red hair, those blue eyes, those lips, that jaw. And it was because of their long history that he searched...
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?
Wrath: look at how their folklore portrays our species. There's Dracula for Christ's sake, an evil bloodsucker who preys on the defenseless. There's piss-poor B movies and porn. And don't get me start...