“I think we're dating now" "Come on...I got you naked. You wore a damn corset. And don't get me started on the… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Tohrment spoke. "Bella's brother called. He's tabled the sehelusion request and asked that she stay here for a couple of days." Z… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Besides, you don't look a thing like him. I mean… hello? You're this beefy Irish white boy. He's like… bus exhaust or… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“I think maybe she could be my girlfriend. I don't want to be her girlfriend, though. But there's this part of me… — M-E Girard Copy Share Image
“Holy Christ! There was a frickin' melee in the alley. Lessers. Brothers. Two civilians crouched and quivering in the middle. And big… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Pirates are the very essence of profit maximising entrepreneurs described in neoclassical economics. Yet, whilst films such as 'The Pirates of the… — Peter Middlebrook Copy Share Image
“Will you live over there?" Phury asked. "Live over where?" Butch cut in. "You mean you won't be able to fight with… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Because my patient just sat herself up--and I'm not talking about her raising her torso off the damn pillows. I wasn't there… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“V grabbed him by the lapels and yanked him up against his body. The brother was trembling from head to foot, his… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Butch: -I hear ya. No one's biz but yours. One question though Vishous: -What Butch: -When the females tie you down, do… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“V, you know I love you like a brother, right?" "Yeah." "You feed her and I'll tear out your fucking throat out.” — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Rhage's hand landed on Butch's shoulder. "Besides, you don't look a thing like him. I mean...hello? You're this beefy Irish boy. He's… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Hey" V said into the darkness. "Hey" V went forward, rounding the foot of the bed, using the wall to navigate. Lowering… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Butch, I got sick and needed some time to regroup. But I wanted to see you. That's why I asked you to… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Sorry about the question thing," Butch said to the black robes. "But I just... I'm glad I know what's in my veins.… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Ten minutes," Butch whispered into Marissa's ear. "Can I have ten minutes with you before you go? Please, baby…" V rolled his… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“V's smile didn't last long. "Don't get your romantic side fired up about me and Jane, buddy. She's human." Butch's jaw dropped… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Go 'head." Those freaky-ass black eyes had stared at Butch with the intensity of a shark. "Crack open that door. Run your… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Thank fuck you're not a Yankees fan." "Don't use the Y-word. We're in mixed company.” — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Marissa came around the corner, looking Grace Kelly-fine as usual. With her long blond hair and her precision-molded face, she was known… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“What’s next? The size of my cock?” “Hey, even pencils can get the job done—I’ve heard the moaning from your room to… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“So I want to share a little news." "You getting married?" Butch tossed back half the new Lag. "Where you registered? Crate… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
