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“Lucifer's bouncing balls, Kitten, not again!”
― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave

“When I want you to beg, I'll tell you-Vishous”
― J.R. Ward

“When I want you to beg, I'll tell you.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Unbound

“Take off your coat."
"Excuse me?"
"Take it off."
"No."
"I want it off."
"Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won't affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you. [Vishous to Jane]”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Unbound

“The staircase that was revealed was lit with a soft red glow.
I feel like I'm walking down into a porn movie," V muttered as they took the steps with care.
Wouldn't that require more black candles for you," Zsadist cracked.
At the bottom of the landing, they looked left and right down a corridor carved out of stone, seeing row after row of...black candles with ruby color flames.
I take that back," Z said, eyeing the display.
We start hearing chick-a-wow-wow shit," V cut in, "can I start calling you Z-packed?"
Not if you want to keep breathing.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Avenged

“V was half way down the hall when he heard a yelp. He hightailed it back, barging through the door. “What? What’s …”

“I’m going bald!”

V whipped back the shower curtain and frowned. “What are you talking about? You’ve still got your hair…”

“Not my head! My body, you idiot! I’m going bald!”

Vishous glanced down. Butch’s torso and legs were shedding, a rush of dark brown fuzz pooling around the drain.

V started laughing. “Think of it this way. At least you won’t have to worry about shaving your back as you get old, true? No manscaping for you.”

He was not surprised when a bar of soap came firing at him.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Revealed

“Oh, man there's a marathon of Beaches running tomorrow night. Can we go after ten so I can see it once all the way through?"

Everyone in the room turned to the blond-and-black haired guy, who was propped in the corner, massive arms over his chest.

What," he said. "Look, it's not Mary Tyler Moore, 'kay? So you can 't give me shit."

Vishous, the one with the black glove on his hand, glared across the room. "It's worse than Mary Tyler Moore. And to call you and idiot would be an insult to half-wits around the world."

Are you kidding me? Bette Midler rocks. And I love the ocean. Sue me."

Vishous glanced at the king. "You told me I could beat him. You promised."

As soon as you come home," Wrath said as he got to his feet, "we'll hang him up by his armpits in the gym and you can use him as a punching bag."

Thank you, baby Jesus."

Blond-and-Black shook his head. "I swear, one of these days I'm going to leave."

As one, the Brothers all pointed to the open door and let silence speak for itself.

You guys suck.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Avenged

“you.”
― Maya Banks, Taking it All

“So maybe my need of you is greater than your need of me. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to do everything in my power to make you need me every bit as much as I need you.”
― Maya Banks, Burn

“Ian slapped him on the shoulder and smiled. “That’s because your dick is in charge and your dick is stupid. It’s so fucking good to know. You’re always so stoic and intellectual and shit. It’s good to know deep down your dick is as stupid as the rest of ours. Hey, Jesse. We’re following Simon’s cock so we’re all going to die.”
― Lexi Blake, A View to a Thrill

“I take it that was an argument between your conscience and your penis, and your penis seems to have won.”
― Lexi Blake, Cherished

“Why is it always the self-righteous pricks who turn out to be complete perverts? You know it gives the rest of us a bad name. Own your perversion, dude.”
― Lexi Blake, Cherished

“What do you mean when you say I love you?” “I mean I want you. I mean I can’t breathe without you. I mean you invade my every thought, and my whole fucking world lights up when you walk into a room.”
― Lexi Blake, Cherished

“When I say I love you, I mean you’re my safe place, and don’t think I take that lightly. Don’t think it will always be easy sailing.”
― Lexi Blake, Cherished

“Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

“He’ll never get out of there,” V sneered, his icy eyes flaring with pure violence. “Not alive, at any rate.”
“Good thing you have more than one table.” Butch clapped his bestie on the shoulder. “You sick fuck.”
“Don’t knock it till you tried it.”
“Nah, I’m a good Catholic boy. I go that route and my body would incinerate on the spot—and not from hot wax.”
“Pansy.”
“Pervert.” The pair of them chuckled at their inside joke and then got serious again—because with a squeak of the brakes, the ambulance stopped.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beast

“Justlikethat, the brother dematerialized out of the alley, and Rhage knew better than to think that the pair of them would ever speak of it again. And man, that was so V—the SOB was capable of great kindness and empathy, but always at arm’s length, as if he were afraid of getting too entangled in emotion. He was always there for the people he loved, though. Always. “Thank you, my brother,” Rhage said to the thin air where the male of worth had stood. “Thank you as ever.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beast