Nalini Singh: Sleep Red, I've got you."

You’re in my every breath and every thought, intertwined so deep inside me that love’s not a strong enough word—you have my devotion, your name branded on my soul, my wolf yours to command. A hundred years? It’ll never be enough. I want eternity.

Nalini Singh

strong names years

A queen keeps a court that is spoken about. A goddess keeps a court that is never forgotten.

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goddess queens forgotten

Emotion without reason lets people walk all over you; reason without emotion is a mask for cruelty.

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emotion over-you people

But you, you’ve always been the rain, the wind, inside my mind. I taste you when I sleep, when I wake, when I breathe.

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rain sleep wind

Some things need to be broken to become stronger.

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stronger broken needs

She wished he’d stop touching her. Not because she didn’t like it but because she liked it far too much. It made her hunger for things that could never be hers. And if someone went hungry for too long, they started to starve. Started to hurt.

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touching hurt long

You’ll have to be my conscience.” He knew his flaws, and he knew the parts of him that were irrevocably broken. “Mine isn’t going to grow back.

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flaws grows broken

You trying to make me crazy?” “Everyone needs a hobby.

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hobbies crazy trying

Stay with me. I’ll show you things that’ll make you laugh in delight, scream in passion, cry for the sheer joy of it.

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passion joy laughing

A faint smile that made every tiny hair on her body rise in quivering attention. "How fast can you run?" A wolf's question.

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hair running attention

it seems Montgomery could not help himself when it came to this vase. I'm afraid he has a weakness for beautiful things and has been known to relocate an item if he feels it is not being accorded the proper appreciation. Once he 'relocated' an ancient sculpture from the home of another archangel.

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home appreciation beautiful

Your name is written on my heart, Lily

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lilies names heart

Do you know where Jason is?” she asked Dmitri when they exited the morgue. Dmitri pressed the car remote to unlock the flame red Ferrari parked in the employees-only lot. “Tired of your Bluebell already?” A tendril of champagne circled around her senses, cut with something far harder. Never had she felt that harsh edge in Dmitri’s scent. She pitied the woman he took to his bed today. “Yeah, that’s it. I’m building a harem.

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tired flames cutting

When you want something so bad it hurts,” he said quietly, “and you bury it, bury it so deep that you convince yourself it no longer matters . . . and someone tells you you can have it, it's terrifying. What if you take the chance and you're wrong? What if you let yourself feel the loss and it's this huge pain and you can't put it back in the box?

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pain hurt loss

Voles-tu, mon petit papillon.” Illium laughed at Galen’s instruction to “fly, little butterfly

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butterfly instruction littles

Only ignorance excuses stupidity

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excuse stupidity ignorance

To fight evil, you have to understand the dark.

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fighting evil dark

Bluebell, you couldn’t take me if I was blindfolded and had both hands tied behind my back.” “Bluebell?” Illium narrowed his eyes. “That’s it, Barbarian.

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barbarians eye hands

Life changes us. To wish otherwise is pointless.

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pointless life-changing wish

Nothing is stronger than the will of the human heart.

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human-heart stronger heart

Sleep Red, I've got you." - Vaughn to Faith