Lover Unleashed (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #9)

by J.R. Ward

Life was what you determined it to be; regardless of where fate put you, logic and free will

meant you could make your cabbage patch anything the fuck you wanted.

When you were trying to get away from yourself, you gravitated to the loud and obnoxious, to the extremes, to the reckless, because it forced you to scramble and hang on with your clawing nails to cliffs of your own self-invention.

“Love can conquer everything but reality. Which will win every stinking time.”

The trouble is, body needs a hell of a lot less than the soul does to connect.”