Word of advice. These have a kick, so don’t suck too hard—” Holy hypoxia, Batman. J.R. Ward More Quotes by J.R. Ward More Quotes From J.R. Ward The Old Language really was beautiful, Blay thought. Staring at the symbols, for one brief, ridiculous moment he imagined his own name across Qhuinn's shoulders, carved into that smooth skin in the manner of the mating ritual. Never going to happen. They were destined to be best friends...which, compared to strangers, was something huge. Compared to lovers? It was the cold side of a locked door. J.R. Ward names doors beautiful See, this was the thing with Qhuinn. He could be out there and he could let his edge get away from him, but he always came back and made you feel like you were the single most important person in the world to him and that he was truly sorry for hurting your feelings. J.R. Ward hurt sorry feelings Jane: Focus is important. V: Only if you're a microscope. J.R. Ward microscopes focus important The Brotherhood was strong, a unit. a powerful force in their world for good. And so too were the females. Strong. A unit. A powerful force for good in their world. J.R. Ward brotherhood powerful strong Time to the face the music. J.R. Ward faces Sometimes words were less valuable than the air that carried them when it came to getting close. J.R. Ward valuable air sometimes Strong relationships are not rocked by a truth that is grounded by resolute monogamy. J.R. Ward monogamy brotherhood strong Marissa, " he mumbled, taking her hand. "Don't want to see you drink so much?" Wait, not really what he'd been going for. "Ah...don't you to see me drink so much...want." Whatever. God...he was so confused.~Butch J.R. Ward confused waiting hands This place is just too frickin precious," the cop said, eyeing a guy dressed in a hot pink leisure suit with makeup to match. "Give me rednecks and home-grown beer any day of the week over this X-culture bullshit. J.R. Ward redneck beer home ...but her eyes had had too much in them and his heart way too little for things to keep going. J.R. Ward eye heart littles The look in Manny´s eye was the ocular equivalent of a middle finger. J.R. Ward middle-finger eye looks And for all he had learned to bandage himself up on the outside, the wound remained just as bad and deep as the moment it had been made - when it became obvious that the one male he wanted above all others was never, ever going to be with him. J.R. Ward males moments made V jerked back to the present. And for some reason didn't lie. "I'm thinking about my tattoos." "When did you get them?" "Almost three centuries ago." She whistled. "God, you live that long?" "Longer. Assuming I don't get cracked dead in a fight and you fool humans don't blow up the planet, I'll be breathing for another seven hundred years. J.R. Ward tattoo fighting lying [Rhage and Manny] “You’re doing great,” he murmured as he noticed those white knuckled fists. “Don’t worry about me.” “Right, right…your brothers.” Manny paused for a split second. “You’re all right, you know that.” “F*ck…that…” The fighter smiled, flashing fangs. “I’m…perfect. J.R. Ward brother white perfect No stonger allies no greater friends no bigger fighters of honor could a king behould then these assembled afore me mine brothers mine blood J.R. Ward brother kings blood Sometimes IVs and pills weren’t always the best course of treatment for the injured. Sometimes all you needed was the touch of the one you loved and the sound of their voice and the knowledge that you were home, and that was enough to drag you back from the brink. J.R. Ward voice sound home Rhage burning deep inside Uncontrollable Phury, unable to hide Trust me and I'll let my Wrath begin This Tohrment building up within My Vischous attitude will shine through .........I'll let my Tehrror free on you -my own zsadist quote from the black dagger brotherhood that i found online J.R. Ward zsadist wrath attitude V tired to imagine giving up his proclivities. "My monster needs to get out. Especially now. J.R. Ward tired giving-up monsters If you eliminate all possible explanations, then the impossible is the answer. J.R. Ward explanation answers impossible Although she was ashamed to admit it now, the darkness in him had been the largest part of his allure. It was such an anomaly, a contrast to what she'd known from life. It had made him dangerous. Exciting. Sexy. But that was a fantasy. This was real. He suffered. And there was nothing sexy or thrilling about that. (Zsadists & Bella) J.R. Ward zsadist sexy real