Loyalty in Death Quotes

“I know you love me, but I don't know why. I look at you, and I just can't get why it's me. Every time I get my balance, I lose it again. Because it shouldn't be me, and I think it'd kill me if you ever figured that out.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“Normally, I admire your kick-in-the-face style, Lieutenant. But try that with this, and the two of us will be making love in heaven tonight."

"Heaven wouldn't have either of us”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“He knew he was slipping. Blood was dripping down his arm, through his fingers. He'd faced death before, was no stranger to the sensation of knowing this breath, this one breath, could be the last you drew.

But he'd be damned if it would. Not when his woman was watching him with terrified eyes, calling to him, risking her life to save his. He set his teeth, gave his injured arm his weight. Pain swam sickly in his head, into his gut as he reached up to her.

And her hand gripped his, firm and strong.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“Stop that." Mortified, she reached out to slam the door shut. "Somebody could come in." "Then stop squirming," he suggested, and gently peeled back the bandage. He nodded in approval. "You did a decent job." Even as she hissed at him, he lowered his head and touched his lips to the cut. "All better," he said with a grin just as the door opened. Peabody gaped, flushed, then
stammered out, "Excuse me." "Just leaving," Roarke said, patting the bandage back in place while Eve ground her teeth. "How did you come through this
morning's excitement, Peabody?" "Okay, it was... well, actually." She cleared her throat and shot him a hopeful glance. "I got this little nick right here." She rubbed her finger at her jawline, heart fluttering pleasantly when he
smiled at her. "So you do." He stepped to her, angled his head, and touched his lips to the tiny cut. "Take care of yourself." "Man, man, oh man," was the best she could manage when he'd left. "He's got such a great mouth. How do you stop yourself from just biting it?" "Wipe the drool off your chin, for Christ's sake. And sit down. We've got a report to write for the
commander." "I almost got blown up and got kissed by Roarke all in the same morning. I'm writing it on my calendar." "Settle down." "Yes, sir." She took out her log and got to work. But with a smile on her face.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“I know you love me, but I don't know why. I look at you, and I just can't get why it's me. Every time I get my balance, I lose it again. Because it shouldn't be me, and I think it'd kill me if you ever figured that out.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“Let's understand each other," she began.
"Oh, by all means."
Now she did suck in a breath. "Don't start that with me. By all means, my butt. Makes you sound like some sort of snotty blue blood, and we both know you grew up scrambling for marks in Dublin alleys."
Now he grinned. "See, we already understand each other. You don't mind if I get comfortable before the lecture, do you?" He sat again, took out a cigarette, lighted it, then picked up his brandy while she smoldered.
"Are you trying to irritate me?"
"Not very hard, but it rarely takes true effort.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“Her hands were splayed against the wet tile, her body pulsing. Water rained over them, hot and needle sharp, as he felt the orgasm tear through her.
A kind of purging, he thought.
She was still gasping when he spun her around and closed his mouth greedily over her breast.
She was helpless against what he brought to her. Each time, every time, helpless, staggered. And grateful. She dived her fingers into his hair, twisting, tangling them in that thick wet silk while those good, strong tugs of desire in her belly followed the restless hunger of his mouth on her.
His hands, slick, skilled, strong, raced over her, took her to the edge and over. Where he wanted her, where he needed her — shuddering, moaning his name, swamped in her own pleasure.
The nails biting viciously into his back thrilled him, the frenzied race of her heart against his incited him. More. All. Now, was all he could think as they savaged each other’s mouths.
“I want you.” His breath was heaving as he gripped her hips. “Always. Ever. Mine.”
His eyes were a wild and burning blue. She could see nothing else. It should have been too much, this desperate, endless need for him. Yet somehow it was never, never enough. “Mine.” She dragged his mouth back to hers, and when he drove into her, met him beat for urgent beat.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“How do you suppose they know the sheep are virgins?”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“It was orbital, it was mag, it was beyond the ult.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“Monsters never die.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“They’re monsters,” the child whispered to Eve.

“Monsters never die.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“Everyone’s guilty of something”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“her ever-changing hair, her sheer delight with”
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“raised his”
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“Galahad was curled up in her sleep chair.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“The problem with progress is that it often sweeps aside, destroying rather than respecting what others have built before us.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“Understanding wasn’t always the answer. He knew that. Accepting was.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“Communism, Marxism, Socialism, Fascism.” Roarke jerked his shoulders. “Democracy, republic, monarchy. One is the same as the other to them. It’s power, it’s glory. It’s revolution for the sake of it. Politics, religion, for some it remains their own narrow and personal view.” “Conquer and rule?” Eve wondered.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“Eve yanked out her communicator. “Peabody, get an E and B team to the Empire State Building, another to the Twin Towers, one more to the Statue of Liberty. You and McNab cover the Empire State, get Feeney down to the Towers.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death

“something happen to The Fixer?” “Yeah, but wait.”
― J.D. Robb, Loyalty in Death