United by their clasped hands, they became again the two halves, the light and the dark. The Destroyer and the Savior. A whole.
Sorry, you’re on the ride now, and there’s no getting off in the middle.
But every once in a while, from out of the blue, someone reaches the quiet place where you spend your private time and changes the way you see yourself.
The one good thing about the Angels was they always colored within the lines. They had to. Suckers.
Great rationalizations. All of which her adrenal gland middle-fingered and then carried right on.
Look upon me, Mistress. Watch as I wither!
You are the male I might have been. You are the potential I had and lost. You are the honor and the strength and the kindness she needs. You’ll take care of her. I want you to take care of her.
Written on the mirror, revealed by the steam, were the words, I love you, Jane.
He tasted each one of them. The raw power and majesty of Wrath. The vast strength of Rhage. The burning, protective loyalty of Phury. The cold savagery of Zsadist. The sharp cunning of Vishous.
It was a universal truth among males that anytime you saw a guy get it in the nuts, you experienced a shot of phantom pain in your own croquet set.
Unfortunately, beer was only a short-term answer. And head transplants had yet to be approved by the FDA.
That human, he’s a lesser waiting to happen, in my opinion – nothing less, nothing more.
The pair of them were staring at the computer screen like two dogs watching animal planet: very focused, but incapable of turning up the volume or changing the channel. -Manny and Butch.
Sometimes in life, from out of a myriad of prosaic decisions like what to eat and where to sleep and how to dress, a true crossroads is revealed. In these moments, when the fog of relative irrelevancy lifts and fate rolls out a demand for free will, there is only left or right – no option of four-by-fouring into the underbrush between two paths, no negotiating with the choice that has been presented. You must answer the call and pick your way. And there is no reverse.
What you just had is nothing compared to what I want to do to you. I want my head between your legs so I can lick you until you scream my name. Then I want to mount you like an animal and look into your eyes as I come inside you. And after that? I want to take you every way there is. I want to do you from behind. I want to screw you standing up, against the wall. I want you to sit on my hips and ride me until I can’t breath. – Rhage to Mary.
I wish I were whole. I wish I could have given you youngs, if you’d wanted them and I could conceive them. I wish I could have told you it killed me when you thought I had been with anyone else. I wish I had spent the last year waking up every night and telling you I loved you. I wish I had mated you properly the evening you came back to me from the dead.
Rhage! You have a dragon! A pet dragon! I got to rub his tummy!
Courage doesn’t mean you aren’t scared.
For no good reason, he thought of Xhex. Xhex was a thunderstorm made up of hues of black and iron gray, power leashed but no less lethal for its control. Cormia was a sunny day cast in rainbow of brightness. He put his hand over his heart and bowed to her, then left. As he started up for his room, he wondered whether he liked the storm or the sunshine better.
I know what it’s like to not have hope,” Qhuinn said roughly. “But destiny can surprise you.