#qhuinn

I think that's Justin Bieber. Standing in front of a line up of Lay's potato chips, Qhuinn looked overhead to the speaker inset into the ceiling tiles. Yup, I'm right, and I hate that I know that. Next to him John Matthew signed, How do you know? The little shit is everywhere. I swear, that kid is proof the Antichrist is coming. Maybe it's already here. Would explain Miley Cyrus. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#qhuinn #funny

Saxton was indeed clear on things: Blay was still in love with Qhuinn— and probably always would be. “Why?” he said to his lover. “Because I want you for however long I have you. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#blay #qhuay #qhuinn-and-blay #saxton #love

And it was kind of funny to see all these professional fighters unwilling to get within a mile of the female. Then again, if you wanted to survive doing the work they did, accurate risk assessment was something you developed early -- and even Qhuinn, who was the object of the protective instinct the Chosen was rocking, wouldn't have dared touch her. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#j-r-ward #layla #lover-at-last #qhuinn #funny

Just once" Blay said softly. "Do it just once. So I'll know what it's like. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#qhuinn-and-blay #black-dagger-brotherhood

You've always had me ... and my heart. My soul. Everything. I wish it hadn't taken this long for me to man up. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#black-dagger-brotherhood

The male who'd just arrived laughed as he embraced Qhuinn. "You have such a way with words, cousin. I would say...trucker meets sailor crossed with a twelve-year-old. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#blaylock #jr-ward #lover-mine #qhuinn #saxton

I catch you without your ahstrux nohtrum again, I'm turning you in." Qhuinn cursed. "Yeah, and then I'll get fired. Which means V'll Donald trump my ass with a dagger. You're welcome. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#john-matthew #lover-mine #qhuinn #zsadist #black-dagger-brotherhood

You almost died tonight, he wanted to say. You dumb son of a bitch, you nearly died ... and then what would we have done? And not “we” as in the Brotherhood. Not even “we” as in he and John. More like … “me”. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#qhuay #qhuinn-and-blay #black-dagger-brotherhood

Shit. With Qhuinn looking at him like that, he couldn’t remember his own name. Blaysox? Blacklock? Blabberfox? Who the fuck knew… ↗

— J.R. Ward

#black-dagger-brotherhood

As always, Blay was the anchor who kept him from being swept away. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#qhuay #qhuinn #qhuinn-and-blay #black-dagger-brotherhood