If I take you,” she said, and it was a warning, “I’ll keep you. Always.
Because he, more than anyone, knew that sometimes, love wasn’t enough. Sometimes, people changed so deeply that the change broke love itself.
I just met my new boss,” she groaned into the phone. “Or more specifically, I threw an industrial-strength stapler at his head.
Don’t be afraid of me, Sahara.” Bending his head, he spoke with his lips against hers, the contact igniting a thousand tiny lightning strikes in her blood. “I’d line the streets with bodies before I’d ever hurt you.
Smart women were his catnip.
I accepted being a damn damsel in distress for you. You can be the hunky archangel in distress for once.
Why would you say I shouldn’t wait for you?” It was a snarl. “If you’re mine, you’re mine. And I’m yours. Today, tomorrow, always.
Did you hear how his head bounced down the steps? Thud, splat, thud, splat.
Zaira had no dealings with children. Not even Arrow children. “What am I supposed to do?” she said to Aden. “Pick her up.” “Like a sack of supplies?” “A bit more carefully.
It just means that when you screw up,” Remi added, “you don’t lose your place in the family. You might get a reaming, might be punished, but you’ll always have a home where you’re loved and where you feel safe.
I researched sexual intimacy the same way I research everything else. Methodically and in intricate detail.
People didn’t always love who they should, or the ones who were good for them.
When you suffer such a big hurt, the longer you permit it to live in you, the bigger it grows, until it seeks to devour your soul.
He hooked the charm into place. “Only this star matters.” His thumb brushing over her inner wrist. “Should it be erased, no other has the right to live.
His voice had fallen into the guttural range. “She is not you. No one will ever be what you are to me.” Her heart broke. Into a million tiny pieces.
Elena dared link her fingers to his for a second, felt her heart squeeze when he curled his own around hers. “We lucked out with the people who love us, didn’t we, Aodhan?” His answer was a smile that lit up even the secret-shadowed hallways of Lumia.
If you take another lover, Elena” – he thrust back in, making her gasp – “what I do to him will become a nightmare etched in human memory.
We can decide to remain in our isolated bunkers, becoming more and more obsessed with looking inward instead of outward, or we can decide to be great together. We can decide to stagnate, or we can decide to grow. We can decide to settle for the status quo, or we can decide to reach for the stars. “Choose.
Heroes are often the quietest people in a room, the ones least willing to lay claim to the title. These men and women simply go about doing what needs to be done without any expectation of gratitude or fame. It is in their nature to protect and to shield and to fight against darkness, whatever form it may take.
Raw pain scored his insides, but the bear was in agreement with the man: as long as Silver lived, he could take the pain, take the loss that would haunt him always. He had this big body for a reason. It could take a lot of punishment. As long as she breathed, he’d survive. He’d watch over her from afar, and he’d survive because his mate was alive.