The Beloved Quotes

“Dreams are even harder to give up on than any reality. What we want, what we imagine in our heads, is a fiction that lives and breathes even though it doesn’t actually exist. When we recognize that it’s not real and we have to let it go? We give up a tender part of ourselves along with the fantasy. It hurts.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“The instant they come into your life, whether they’re born to you, or adopted by you, or somehow their paths cross yours, it’s too late. No going back. A piece of your fucking heart is out in the world running into things, getting run over, falling off heights, getting sick, falling in love with the wrong person. And you can’t stop them from living. So I guess you just have to suck it up, I don’t know. I really don’t.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“There were always layers to people—and some of them went so deep, they created fault lines that couldn’t be repaired.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“Nate burst out of the front door of the cabin. For a split second, Z had to give the male a little respect. The fury on that face was epic, and that huge body was strung with so many weapons, the fucker was like a walking armory.

Gone was the laconic resister who was fucking with shit because he was bored and unconnected and hateful: The vengeance that was clearly threading through every molecule in that body...was exactly what was going through Z's own veins-- and it wasn't because the guy was protecting two buildings and his rights as a fucking landowner.

Not even close. He was protecting his female.

Zsadist glanced at the barn he knew his daughter was in.

Indeed, something had changed inside of that fighter, something fundamental, and it had woken Nate up to the world. And wasn't that a path Z himself had walked once, a lifetime ago--”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“Even back about ten years ago, when she'd been making more of an effort to socialize, Nate hadn't made many appearances--and when he had shown up, he’d always stood back from everyone like he was a judge at the asshole Olympics and it was hard for him to decide who was taking home the gold.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“The weight of the King’s ring, the one that had been worn by his father, and his father’s father, and all the Wraths who had come before—back to the first one whose skull was on that altar in the Tomb—”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“he’d always stood back from everyone like he was a judge at the asshole Olympics and it was hard for him to decide who was taking home the gold.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“Resolve to evolve. Be your own reason for change. Anything that is given to you by someone else—motivation, purpose, esteem, well-being—can be taken away from you…”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“Dreams are even harder to give up on than any reality. What we want, what we imagine in our heads, is a fiction that lives and breathes even though it doesn’t actually exist. When we recognize that it’s not real and we have to let it go? We give”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“Mortals were not supposed to dabble in fate. They were only supposed to walk forward in it, the course carved by individual decisions forging a path that, if you were lucky, maybe allowed you to see a couple of feet in front of you.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“It had everything to do with the dark spices flooding the bedroom: He had bonded with Nalla. And bonded males had one, and only one, prime directive: Protect their females against any threat, from any source. Including themselves.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved

“Well, he wasn’t going to forget any of it—and how fucking weird was it that, for a split second, he wondered if they weren’t soul mates: They’d both opened attacks by slitting the throats of their enemies. If that wasn’t compatibility, what was? Fuck toothpaste caps and sleep schedules.”
― J.R. Ward, The Beloved