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  • #1
    S.C. Stephens
    “But, if for some reason we're not closer, if something has gotten between us, please, I'm begging you…don't give up on me. Stay. Stay with me. Work it out with me. Just don't leave me…please.”
    S.C. Stephens, Effortless

  • #2
    J.R. Ward
    “You've won the evolutionary lottery: You're a vampire. Let's go to Disneyland!”
    J.R. Ward, Dark Lover

  • #3
    Kristen Ashley
    “Then you shouldn't have thrown her away when she was your wife. Now she ain't. Now she's somethin' to me and I don't let men I don't like get close to her and I gotta tell you man, I do not like you.”
    Kristen Ashley, Sweet Dreams

  • #4
    Kristen Ashley
    “Which one are you?" I whispered.
    "What?" he asked.
    "Are you the good guy, the sweet guy who takes care of me or are you this guy who's kind of a jerk?"
    His answer was instantaneous. "I'm both those guys, babe. Your job is to get used to it."
    There it was, another order. Not even an ultimatum. Just, "get used to it".”
    Kristen Ashley, Sweet Dreams

  • #5
    Kristen Ashley
    “She nodded, grabbed her purse out of the drawer and skedaddled, walking like she was on a catwalk, one foot in front of the other, her ass swaying under the skirt of her expensive, tailored suit.
    Bitch. I thought again, watching her go.
    “No comparison,” Luke said after the door closed behind Dawn and I turned to him.
    “Excuse me?”
    “Dawn’s a man eater. You’re not. No comparison,” Luke answered and I didn’t know how to take that.
    “Is that good?”
    The half-smile came back.
    “Most men prefer to do the eating.”
    Holy fucking cow.”
    Kristen Ashley, Rock Chick Redemption

  • #6
    Kristen Ashley
    “Your grandmother used to say that you were two souls separated in heaven. She mainly meant you were both trouble and deserved each other.”
    Kristen Ashley, Rock Chick

  • #7
    Kristen Ashley
    “He put the knuckles of his fist to the table, leaned toward Niles and spoke quietly, cuttingly, in his rough, gravelly voice.

    “Fucked her last night, man, and this morning. Five times. Five. It was like she hadn’t been touched in a decade. So fuckin’ sweet. Damn,” he taunted, his eyes locked on Niles. “You’ve had her, you gotta know, not enough money in the world’s worth that.”
    Kristen Ashley, The Gamble

  • #8
    Jamie McGuire
    “To douchebags!" he said, gesturing to Brad. "And to girls that break your heart," he bowed his head to me. His eyes lost focus. "And to the absolute fucking horror of losing your best friend because you were stupid enough to fall in love with her.”
    Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

  • #9
    David Levithan
    “livid, adj.

    Fuck You for cheating on me. Fuck you for reducing it to the word cheating. As if this were a card game, and you sneaked a look at my hand. Who came up with the term cheating, anyway? A cheater, I imagine. Someone who thought liar was too harsh. Someone who thought devastator was too emotional. The same person who thought, oops, he’d gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Fuck you. This isn’t about slipping yourself an extra twenty dollars of Monopoly money. These are our lives. You went and broke our lives. You are so much worse than a cheater. You killed something. And you killed it when its back was turned.”
    David Levithan, The Lover's Dictionary

  • #10
    Jamie McGuire
    “You can’t tell me
    what to do anymore, Travis! I don’t belong to you!”
    In the second it took him to turn and face me, his
    expression had contorted into anger. He stomped toward
    me, planting his hands on the bed and leaning into my face.
    “WELL I BELONG TO YOU!” The veins in his neck
    bulged as he shouted, and I met his glare, refusing to even
    flinch. He looked at my lips, panting. “I belong to you.”
    Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

  • #11
    Jennifer L. Armentrout
    “Beautiful face. Beautiful body. Horrible attitude. It was the holy trinity of hot boys.”
    Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

  • #12
    Karen Marie Moning
    “He pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?"
    I do.
    Jericho Barrons just told me he loves me.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

  • #13
    Karen Marie Moning
    “You're leaving me, Rainbow Girl.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

  • #14
    Karen Marie Moning
    “I was about to look away when he reached across the seat, touched my jaw with his long, strong, beautiful fingers, and caressed my face.
    Being touched by Jericho Barrons with kindness makes you feel like you must be the most special person in the world. It’s like walking up to the biggest, most savage lion in the jungle, lying down, placing your head it its mouth and, rather than taking your life, it licks you and purrs.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

  • #15
    Karen Marie Moning
    “When you know who I am. Let me be your man.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

  • #16
    Karen Marie Moning
    “I know part of what turns me on so hard, makes me so violent with lust, is that he's dangerous. I fell for the bad guy. I'm crazy about the one who's trouble. The alpha that doesn't play well with others and doesn't take orders from anyone.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

  • #17
    Karen Marie Moning
    “Don't leave me, Rainbow Girl."
    Rainbow Girl. Was that who I was?
    It seemed so long ago. I smiled faintly. "Remember the skirt I wore to Mallucé's the night you told me to dress Goth?"
    "It's upstairs in your closet. Never throw it away. It looked like a wet dream on you.”
    Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever
    tags: jzb, mac

  • #18
    Steven Pressfield
    “Go tell the Spartans, stranger passing by, that here obedient to their laws we lie.”
    Steven Pressfield, Gates of Fire

  • #19
    Steven Pressfield
    “Persian envoy "our arrows will black out the sun..." Dienekes of the Spartans.."Good, then we'll fight in the shade.”
    Steven Pressfield, Gates of Fire

  • #20
    Steven Pressfield
    “The opposite of fear," Dienekes said, "is love.”
    Steven Pressfield, Gates of Fire

  • #21
    S.C. Stephens
    “What if I don’t choose you, Kellan? What will you do?”
    He looked away, a tear rolling down his cheek. “I’ll leave, Kiera. I’ll leave, and you and Denny can have your happily ever after.” He looked back at me. “You wouldn’t even need to tell him about me. Eventually, the two of you…” his voice broke and another tear fell on his cheek, “the two of you would get married, and have children, and have a great life.”
    I fought back a sob. “And you? What happens to you in that scenario?”
    “I…get by. And I miss you, every day,” he whispered.”
    S.C. Stephens, Thoughtless

  • #22
    Ayn Rand
    “Haven't I? - he thought. Haven't I thought of it since the first time I saw you? Haven't I thought of nothing else for two years? ...He sat motionless, looking at her. He heard the words he had never allowed himself to form, the words he had felt, known, yet had not faced, had hoped to destroy by never letting them be said within his own mind. Now it was as sudden and shocking as if he were saying it to her ...Since the first time I saw you ...Nothing but your body, that mouth of yours, and the way your eyes would look at me, if ...Through every sentence I ever said to you, through every conference you thought so safe, through the importance of all the issues we discussed ...You trusted me, didn't you? To recognize your greatness? To think of you as you deserved - as if you were a man? ...Don't you suppose I know how much I've betrayed? The only bright encounter of my life - the only person I respected - the best business man I know - my ally - my partner in a desperate battle ...The lowest of all desires - as my answer to the highest I've met ...Do you know what I am? I thought of it, because it should have been unthinkable. For that degrading need, which would never touch you, I have never wanted anyone but you ...I hadn't known what it was like, to want it, until I saw you for the first time. I had thought : Not I, I couldn't be broken by it ...Since then ...For two years ...With not a moments respite ...Do you know what it's like, to want it? Would you wish to hear what I thought when I looked at you ...When I lay awake at night ...When I hear your voice over a telephone wire ...When I worked, but could not drive it away? ...To bring you down to things you cant conceive - and to know that it's I who have done it. To reduce you to a body, to teach you an animal's pleasure, to see you need it, to see you asking me for it, to see your wonderful spirit dependent on the upon the obscenity of your need. To watch you as you are, as you face the world with your clean, proud strength - then to see you, in my bed, submitting to any infamous whim I may devise, to any act which I'll preform for the sole purpose of watching your dishonor and to which you'll submit for the sake of an unspeakable sensation ...I want you - and may I be damned for it!”
    Ayn Rand



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