Black dagger brotherhood Quote by J.R. Ward Download Open image ““A book unopened alters not the ink on its pages. What is there is there.”” — J.R. Ward ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Black dagger brotherhood Book Books
“The power of the pen does not reside in the ink but in the character of the person doing the writing.” — Aaron Fruh Copy Share Image
“Even the pool of ink could be dried out and writing papers could be burnt to ashes forever but the spoken word will never… — Euginia Herlihy Copy Share Image
“My pen lies idle, its ink long since dried up, leaving me with nothing but blank pages and a hollow sense of emptiness.” — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“For all we know, the handwriting might have been on the wall all along. The question is: was the ink invisible?” — Amos Tversky Copy Share Image
“The only bad book was a book that didn't have any pages in it.” — Chelsea M. Cameron Copy Share Image
“...a book is a delicate friend, a white bird, an exquisite being, afraid of water. Darling things! Afraid of water, of fire, They shiver… — Tatyana Tolstaya Copy Share Image
“... your writer of intensities must have very black ink, and a very big pen, with a very blunt nib.” — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
“It doesn't matter how a novel was printed. What matters are the words in between the pages.” — Giuseppe Bianco Copy Share Image
“I held it close to my face and smelled the ink. I have always loved the smell of ink in a new book.” — Chaim Potok Copy Share Image
“The bookcase tipped and the book covers opened like wings over an underbelly of white feathers, dirty with ink.” — Anthony Marra Copy Share Image
“Know that blank pages feel the urge of the ink as much as tears paint a different pain, changes” — Goitsemang Sandra Mvula Copy Share Image
“If you’ve bullshitted me, angel, I’m going to kill you.” The other male rolled his eyes. “I’m already dead, idiot.” — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
You're getting into some kind of shape, cop." Aw, come on, now." Butch grinned. "Don't let that shower we took go to your head."… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Closing his eyes, he sent up a prayer to anyone who was listening, asking please, for God's sake, stop sending him signals that they were right for each other. He'd read that book, seen the movie, bought the soundtrack, the DVD, the T-shirt, the mug, the bobble-head, and the insider's guide. He knew every reason they could have been lock… — J.R. Ward Copy Share
“Knock her dead, my man." "Oh no." Xcor shook his head."That shan't be necessary. This one I like.” — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“I’m not strong enough for this,” he whispered in her ear—like he didn’t want anyone to hear that coming out of his mouth. Ever.… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Fucking hell. "Did you guys plan that out?" "Yeah, and if you don't fight us"--Hollywood bit down on his grape Tootsie-Pop--"we'll do it again--only with dance moves this time." "Spare me." "Fine. Unless you agree to home it, we will rock the dance moves.". To prove the point, the moron linked his palms behind his head and started doing something… — J.R. Ward Copy Share
“Why ever are you here?“ she whispered, putting her hands to his face. “Because I love you.” In so many ways, that explained nothing… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“As his ears rang and his heart broke for her, he stayed strong against the gale force she let loose. After all, there was a reason why here and hear were seperated by so little and sounded one like the other. Bearing witness to her, he heard her and was there for her because that was all you could do… — J.R. Ward Copy Share
Layla brought her arms around herself, no doubt because she was remembering the feel of another, stronger set. "I have wanted to, but he holds back. I hope...I believe it is because he wishes to mate me properly first, in ceremony." Payne felt the awful weight of premonition. "Beware, sister. You are a gentle soul." Layla got to her feet,… — J.R. Ward Copy Share
“Rehvenge, I’m talking to you more than I speak with my mahmen.” “I thought your mother was dead.” “She is.” “You have a very… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
In his fantasy, he kissed his best friend again, pulled back, and… “I love you,” he said into the spray of the shower. “I…… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“If you’ve bullshitted me, angel, I’m going to kill you.” The other male rolled his eyes. “I’m already dead, idiot.” — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Rehvenge, I’m talking to you more than I speak with my mahmen.” “I thought your mother was dead.” “She is.” “You have a very… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Okay. Right. Horror meets romance meets erotica meets fantasy meets hip hop. Throw in some leather and some Miami Ink shit, stir with a baseball bat and a tire iron, sprinkle on some baby powder, and serve over a hot bed of Holy-Mary-mother-of-God-this-has-to-work-or-I'm-going-to-be-a-lawyer-for-the-rest-of-my-natural-life. No problem." (J.R. Ward on the elements of writing the Black Dagger Brotherhood)” — J.R. Ward Copy Share
“I'm not into sluts. Our tradition says you honor your body by sharing it only with someone you are halved with. Guess I can't… — J. R. Ward Copy Share Image
After a moment, Wrath turned to John. "This is Lassiter, the fallen angel. One of the last times he was here on earth, there was a plague in central Europe-" "Okay, that was so not my fault-" "-which wiped out two-thirds of the human population." "I'd like to remind you that you don't like humans." "They smell bad when they're… — J.R. Ward Copy Share
Then you would hold me up, wouldn't you." He traced over her features with his fingertips. And as he did, for some strange reason,… — J.R. Ward 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 bad Butch… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“After a while Mary said, “Zsadist?” “Yeah?” “What are those markings?” His frowned and flicked his eyes over to her, thinking, as if she didn’t know? But then . . . well, she had been a human. Maybe she didn’t. “They’re slave bands. I was . . . a slave.” “Did it hurt when they were put on you?” “Yes.”… — J.R. Ward Copy Share
“Will you live over there?" Phury asked. "Live over where?" Butch cut in. "You mean you won't be able to fight with us? Or,… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“But isn't it... ugly?" "No. Not to me." She pressed a kiss to his chest. "It's fearsome and terrifying and powerful and awe-inspiring. And if anyone ever tried to get at me, that thing would wipe out a neighborhood. How could a girl not be charmed? Besides, after seeing those lessers in action, I'm grateful for it. I feel safe.… — J.R. Ward Copy Share
