J.R. Ward Quotes

Besides, you think I'm not used to hurting? For me, it's home sweet home, my brother.

Beth rolled her eyes, but inside, she didn’t mind him being pushy at all. Her husband was going to take excellent care of her—whether or not she was carrying his child. And that was love right there.

Beth turned back around. Selena, you always look lovely, but we have some contemporary clothes for you to consider, ones that are maybe a little more— You’ll look like something other than a window dr...

Beth wrapped her arms around Wrath's waist and leaned into her hellren's body. Their black hair mixed together, his straight, hers wavy. God, Wrath's was so damn long now. But word was that Beth liked...

Blay found himself envying the couple a little. Not about the familial estrangement, for sure. But God ... to be able to be seen with your mate in public, show your love for them, have your relationsh...

Blay leaned in, his upper lip peeling back from his fangs. Just so we’re clear, your cousin is giving me what I need. All day long. Every day. You and me? He motioned back and forth between them with...

Blay said yet again, that old, familiar voice cutting through all of those years of rejection and judgment, giving him not just a rope of acceptance to hang on to, but a flesh-and-blood hand to lead h...

Blay:Better than the full bifta. Especially because Qhuinn was beautiful to watch when he had sex. Just….beautitful.Back when Blay had tried to do the hetero thing, the two had tag-teamed a number of...

Body parts really don’t like to be cut, stabbed or hacked into sections, and they express their anger by leaking all over the fuck. Jesus, we’re, like, seventy percent water or something? And you lear...

Both males took a deep breath. And then Wrath put his hand on top of Xcor’s head, as if in benediction. Looking up, the King sought Layla out with his blind eyes. You should be proud of your male. Thi...

But come on, like she hadn't seen every aisle in his grocery store already?

But for some reason, his feelings were hurt. Which was insane. The plan had been for the two of them to use each other. Fair trade. No emotions, just fucking. It was his standard currency. So what the...

But if you had to have something to live for, it might as well be love, right?

But looking at this closet, so nice and arranged with their crazy lives at rest among these carefully placed clothes and footwear, she felt good about where they were. Normal was not a bad things in t...

But love had a funny way of giving you faith in the one who loved you back. And nothing was guaranteed in life, neither riches nor health. At the end of the day, you just had to let yourself go ... an...

But of course, time didn't work like that. And memory was but a television show of your own life, a movie screen you could play witness to, but not interact with, change the course of, redirect.

But that was the beauty of inner thoughts. No one had to know your weaknesses. And once you'd finished dwelling on them, you could toss them into the mental trash bin they belonged in.

But the ignition did, in fact, occur. And it changed everything.

But their chauffeur knew exactly where they were, and how much distance was required to bring the Benz to a halt. With the expertise of a Hollywood stunt driver, the butler wrenched the wheel and nail...

Butch didn't live in his own place. He didn't spend his own money. He had no job, no future. He was a well-kept pet, not a man.