#bdb

You are perfect for a female." "Not where I come from." "Then they're using the wrong standard. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#jr-ward #manny #payne #black-dagger-brotherhood

There was pain, and then there was PAIN. This was PAIN -Vishous ↗

— J.R. Ward

#jr-ward #pain #vishous #black-dagger-brotherhood

Z: "You know, this was a hell of a lot easier when you were out cold in the back of that truck." Phury: "That was you?" Z:"You think it was Santa Claus or some shit? ↗

— J.R. Ward

#humor #j-r-ward #phury #zsadist #humor

Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core. ↗

— JR Ward

#love

There came a time in everyone’s life when they realized that in spite of how hard they’d been running from themselves, everywhere they went, there they were: Addictions and compulsions were nothing but marching bands of distraction, masking truths that were unpleasant, but ultimately undeniable. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#inspirational #inspirational

Fear of change was a weakness ↗

— J.R. Ward

#black #black-dagger #black-dagger-brotherhood #brotherhood #dagger

She silenced him with her mouth, then pulled back. "You can't change what I think of you." He reached up and brushed her lower lip with his thumb. "If you truly knew me, everything you believe would change." "Your heart would be the same. And that is what I love. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#brotherhood #cormia #jr-ward #lover-enshrined #phury

Indeed, Xcor stayed away for the wrong reason, the bad reason, an unacceptable reason—in spite of all his training, he found himself choosing Throe’s life over ambition: His anger had taken him in one direction, but his regret had led him in another. And the latter one was what won out. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#bob #anger

He knew then that there are many ways for a heart to break. Sometimes it’s from the crowding of life, the compression of responsibility and birth right and burden that just squeezed you until you couldn’t breathe anymore. Even though your lungs were working just fine. And sometimes it’s from the casual cruelty of a fate that took you far from where you had thought you would end up. And sometimes it’s age in the face of youth. Or sickness in the face of health. But sometimes it’s just because you’re looking into the eyes of your lover and your gratitude for having them in your life overflows... because you showed them what was on the inside and they didn’t run scared or turn away, they accepted you and loved you and held you in the midst of your passion or your fear... or your combination of both. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#heart-break #wrath #age

Marissa came around the corner, looking Grace Kelly-fine as usual. With her long blond hair and her precision-molded face, she was known as the great beauty of the species, and even V, who didn't go for her type, had to show love. "Hello, boys—" Marissa stopped and stared at Butch. "Good… Lord… look at those pants." Butch winced. "Yeah, I know. They're—" "Could you come over here?" She started backing down the hall to their bedroom. "I need you to come back here for a minute. Or ten." Butch's bonding scent flared to a dull roar, and V knew damn well the guy's body was hardening for sex. "Baby, you can have me for as long as you want me." Just as the cop left the living room, he shot a look over his shoulder. "I'm so feeling these leathers. Tell Fritz I want fifty pairs of them. Stat. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#black-dagger-brotherhood #butch #j-r-ward #lover-unbound #marissa