That's the problem with white horses. You have to pay for them yourself or you'll always be using someone else's reins.

J.R. Ward

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That is a beautiful tuxedo,” Phury announced as he and Z pushed the door wide. “I have one just like it .” “Fritz has the candles lit,” Rehv said from behind the twins. “Hey, nice tux. I haveone just like it.” “Me, too,” Phury agreed. “The fit is fantastic, isn’t it.” “The shoulders, right? Tom Ford is the best—

nice doors beautiful

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.

silence perfection air

Still, it would have been great, just once, to have a man stare at her with total adoration. To have him be... enthralled. Yes, that was the word. She would have loved for a man to be enthralled by her.

adoration staring men

You don't go after what's mine. Now be a good boy and gut yoursel... by J.R. Ward

You don't go after what's mine. Now be a good boy and gut yourself." -Xhex, Lover Mine.

good-boy lovers boys

To her, saving grace meant you got to live out your life like a normal person: You were healthy and strong, an the prospect of death was just some far-off, barely acknowledged hypothetical. A debt to be paid off in a future you couldn't imagine

healthy strong grace

He thought about all the holes in him, the blank places, the voids where others felt things. When it came down to it, he was really just a screen, more empty than solid, his emotions blowing through him, only angry catching and holding.

void empty emotion

Zsadist: I didn't make up the rules of this scenario Wrath: You'll die if you go by yourself. Zsadist: Well... I'm kind of ready to get off the ride. Phury felt his skin get tight all over.

zsadist wrath skins

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.

echoes shadow past

This was the gift of recovery, he thought. The ability to be here in this moment with the female he loved and be fully aware, fully awake, fully present. Undiluted.

recovery female moments

You are the male I might have been. You are the potential I had and lost. You are the honor and the strength and the kindness she needs. You'll take care of her. I want you to take care of her.

males honor kindness

Are you wet for me, Mary? I think you are. I think you're covered... by J.R. Ward

Are you wet for me, Mary? I think you are. I think you're covered with honey.

mary honey thinking

You are so . . . odd." "I shall take that as a compliment." -Thor... by J.R. Ward

You are so . . . odd." "I shall take that as a compliment." -Thor to No'One

odd compliment

That's where you come in. I want into that guy's mind, and you need to tell me how to do it." Ad shrugged. "Personally, I'd just use a hacksaw, but—" "There are potential consequences and side effects," Eddie said carefully. "Like what?" "Well, worst case... he could end up like Adrian.

guy mind needs

Then how about we start with a shower," he said in the kind of deep voice that made her consider the value of cleanliness.

cleanliness voice kind

I'm glad you like him," he murmured, his hands tugging up her shirt. "Because the two of us are yours. For as long as you'll have us." "That would be eternally," she said as she let herself go. And reveled in all the love.

two long hands

The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body. by J.R. Ward

The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body.

body weight pounds

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.

hero doors men

For f*ck's sake, get off the cross. Someone else needs the wood"... by J.R. Ward

For f*ck's sake, get off the cross. Someone else needs the wood" ~Zsadist

woods sake needs

What.” Oh, for God’s sake. “Fine. Why wouldn’t it ever work out?” “Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally… in love with you.” Qhuinn’s mouth dropped open.

work-out mouths love-you

Qhuinn gave in immediately, as he was categorically incapable of denying the female anything — most certainly not one of her hugs. They were even better than her lasagna.

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