Heather York > Heather's Quotes

“I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings

“Rick said, "Is there some place we can go and talk?"
"You want to talk?," Keir raised an eyebrow. "I never thought I'd see the day."
"Nah, I want to tell you this joke I heard."
Keir nodded, patient. "Shoot."
"Two Irish cops walk into a bar. The first cop says..." Rick's voice dropped. He said gruffly, "I love you. Come home."
Keir managed to keep his voice steady. "What's the other cop say?"
The sweetness of Rick's smile was like a kick in his chest. "That's what I'm here to find out, boyo.”
― Josh Lanyon, In Sunshine or in Shadow

“He scooped up Victoria practically before she hit the ground, well within the five-second rule. If she'd been a potato chip, he could have still eaten her. Not something I particularly wanted to contemplate.”
― Josh Lanyon, All She Wrote

“I hadn't liked him at first. He did sort of grow on you after a while. Like the cosmopolitans. Or maybe because of the cosmopolitans.”
― Josh Lanyon, Mummy Dearest

“He went through the cupboards, found the olive oil, and started upstairs again. He glanced down at the green and gold label and had to bite back a laugh at the words Extra Virgin.

That about summed it up.”
― Josh Lanyon, Sort of Stranger Than Fiction

“I caught sight of Fraser in a pair of tight black Speedos. Ugh. Did he have a permit to carry that thing in public?”
― Josh Lanyon, Mummy Dearest

“It was a good thing Ridge was mighty fond of Tug or he’d probably have killed him by now.
As it was, it had been touch and go for a little while that morning. But killing your lover on Christmas morning was so…so…heterosexual.”
― Josh Lanyon, Just Desserts

“I deliberately ignored the sight of lean brown body cutting through the aqua water, glistening powerful arms dipping slow and steady in perfect rhythm with the strong kick of his long tanned legs.

I was going to have to work on my ignoring technique.

- Tim trying to ignore Jack in the swimming pool.”
― Josh Lanyon, Cards on the Table

“But we all hurt the people we love sometimes. We all let each other down sooner or later. Which is why contrition and forgiveness played a part in any relationship. Trying not to hurt each other, trying not to let each other down in the big things, that was as much as anyone could aim for.”
― Josh Lanyon, The Boy with the Painful Tattoo

“I think it was the ChapStick that did it; he tasted like ChapStick and Jack Daniels. That reminder of human vulnerability got to me in a way that polished experience wouldn’t have. Not that he had lied about the experience.”
― Josh Lanyon, Mummy Dearest

“Nothing so simple nor yet so intense as a kiss between lovers.”
― Josh Lanyon, The Boy with the Painful Tattoo

“-Kit-He said my name again and again.Just...Kit.We held each other tight,rocking,trying to milk the last drops of sensation.Wring the last flashes of lightening.Riders on the storm.”
― Josh Lanyon, The Boy with the Painful Tattoo

“Don’t say anything against indies. They’re very sensitive. One hint of elitism and they’ll be organizing a twitcott.”
― Josh Lanyon, The Boy with the Painful Tattoo

“You’re . . . you’re going back to the Marines?” Alston stuttered. “I thought SOCOM was defunct.”
“It’s MARSOC now,” Ty mumbled.
”But that’s special operations. You don’t have a choice?”
“No. I don’t.” He studied the orders. “I report in forty-eight hours. Immediate deployment.”
Zane stood. His hands shook as he gripped the edge of the desk. Ty looked up, seeking Zane out. Zane could see it in Ty’s eyes. There was no choice. No way to wriggle out of it. No way for anyone to save him.
“Oh God, Ty,” Zane whispered.
Ty stared at him for a moment longer as the others broke into outraged babbling. Then Ty shook himself. He tossed the packet of orders onto the desk and stalked over to Zane.
He grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him.
The room spun to a halt. The babble ground to a stunned hush.
Ty’s hands moved to the small of his back and he held him tight, bending him just enough for Zane to have to wrap his arms around him to keep from falling. He kissed him again. In front of their coworkers. In front of King and Country and anyone who would watch. It was the first purely honest kiss they’d ever shared.
And it was a kiss good-bye.”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“Feet pue tan!” she shouted.
Ty cleared his throat, looking at Zane wryly. “She just called me a goddamned son of a bitch.”
“I like her,” Zane responded.”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“Nick pressed a finger onto the table. “Would you bust him out of prison?”
“No,” Zane answered immediately.
Nick sat back, eyebrows climbing high. “No?”
“No,” Zane said again. He poured another glass, gritting his teeth. “I wouldn’t let him make it to a cell.”
“How is that not enough?”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“It’s the cavalry,” Digger said.

“Thank Christ,” Kelly grumbled. He raised his hands, rubbing at one wrist and dropping his handcuffs to the floor.

“What the hell, man?” Nick whispered.

“What? They were too tight.”

Digger dropped his cuffs to the floor with a clank that echoed through the station. “If he’s not wearing his, neither am I.”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“You were right, you know,” Ty whispered.
“About what?”
Ty swallowed hard. “I sold my soul a long time ago.”
Ty gripped Zane’s shoulder and pressed him down,
laying him out again, then stretched out over Zane, his hand
dragging down Zane’s body to push at his boxers.
“Ty,” Zane gasped.
Ty kissed him. Zane trailed the tips of his fingers down
Ty’s arm, sliding over the tattoo and the scars and the muscles.
“Do you really believe that?” Zane asked.
“I know it. I will never be the man you think I am.”
Zane’s breaths came harder. “We’ve both been trying so
hard to be worthy of each other.”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“I just need to be able to trust you, Ty,” he whispered. “You can. I swear you can. I’d die for you, Zane.” Zane’s heart was in his throat as he studied Ty’s profile. “I know.”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“Not a unicorn’s chance in Hell,” Owen grunted.
“Now, what would a unicorn be doing in Hell?” Liam asked.
“You can ask him when you get there.”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“I know Ty’s not all there.” Nick said, tapping his temple with a finger. “He has always been a step away from the wrong path. One screw comes loose, and he’s gone. The only thing keeps him on the side of the righteous is his loyalty. His sense of purpose. You take that from him? And you’re looking into the eyes of a monster.”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“Zane ran his thumb over Ty’s cheek, seeing him suddenly with new eyes. Ty had never tried to be something he wasn’t. He’d never tried to hide what he was. Warrior. Weapon. Bad guy. Zane knew what he was. The pain and betrayal faded. The world faded.”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“You told me one time that . . . I was your compass. I gave you direction when you were lost,” Ty said, nearly choking on the words. He glanced up, eyes reflecting like liquid in the low light. “Well, you were my anchor. You were something solid for me to hold onto. I wanted you to remember that.”
― Abigail Roux, Touch & Geaux

“What? It’s not my blood!”
“Let me see it,” Julian demanded, and a moment later there were sounds of a scuffle from the back seat.
“I am AB positive and this is distinctly type O blood!” Ty finally shouted at him. “Look at the little Os!”
― Abigail Roux, Armed & Dangerous

“What are you two up to today?"

"Oh, I just figured I'd show Ty some more of Texas. Head down to San Antonio and visit the Bureau office there," Zane said. He shot a sideways look at Ty. "Maybe spend the night in Beaumont."

Ty smacked his forehead and turned his head away.

"Not much in Beaumont to see," Harrison said with a frown.

Zane grinned. "Even so, we're going to try to get it in." Ty had his hand over his mouth, his head down. He was either going to throw up or he was laughing. Harrison felt he'd missed a joke, but he thought maybe he didn't want to know.”
― Abigail Roux, Stars & Stripes

“She told me to wait,that I was going to lose a finger." Earl looked toward the kitchen and back at Ty and Duece. He snorted. "I asked her, did she think I was stupid? Then a couple of snips later, whack. Off went the finger. And you know what that woman said to me? I said 'Mara you cut my finger off.' And your mother said to me, 'Well Earl who's stupid now?”
― Abigail Roux, Stars & Stripes

“That’s my gun,” Ty said in an offended voice. “They hid my gun in the sex toys? That’s not right, man.”
― Abigail Roux, Fish & Chips

“On Monday mornings I am dedicated to the proposition that all men are created jerks.”
― H. Allen Smith

“You’re easily distracted, aren’t you?” Ty deadpanned.
“Not really,” Zane said smoothly, dragging one hand down Ty’s
chest. “I’m still focused on you.”
― Madeleine Urban, Cut & Run

“Had a gay bull I had to sell last year. That was a damn nuisance. Gay son? That don't cost me nothing.”
― Abigail Roux, Stars & Stripes