Quotes from Amy Lane

Jonah kissed him with an open mouth and a full heart and tried to tell him with his bare body that sometimes you didn't have to break. Sometimes being human was strong enough. Ethan breathed through him and then took over the kiss, rolling over, giving Jonah shelter from the chill in the room and the sudden somberness between them.

Jason liked to do things—touchy things—that had nothing to do with "This will get your dick hard" and everything to do with "This will make your heart beat and your chest swell and your stomach erupt into butterflies, and you will weep wanting to be touched like that some more.

God, my son was wounded as he fought forces beyond his control. He's a good boy, and he works hard to do what's right, and we love him very much. We ask that you care for him, and heal his wounds if it is your will, and care for his soul if it is not. May the one who blessed our ancestors, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, Sarah, Rebecca, Rachel, and Leah, bless and heal Ellery Joseph Cramer.

We're all broken inside a little. You step on us in the right places, we're gonna fucking shatter.

No," Sammy said, shrugging. "It makes sense. Cierra has two moms, so it's got to balance somewhere. I'm sorry you can't eat dinner with us.

How were we supposed to know we'd meet our one perfect person learning how to pick pockets by the Coliseum?" "I should have spent ten years convincing you," Felix said savagely.

Regret is the sound of the ghosts of our own making. I will live with mine until I die.

What if he bites someone?" "He hardly chews his food.

He'd been there as the brothers had grieved, had seen the damage wreaked on someone who should have been young and beautiful, but who instead had wasted in the poison of his parents' garden.

God, "Kashmir" was a long damned song.

Keep dreaming, my man. I used to dream I was going to be a veterinarian." Crispin gasped. He hadn't known this. "Really? Why didn't you?" "Because I couldn't put an animal down.

Set the table. The vegetables are overdone. The chicken's dry. Dinner is ruined. Let's eat.

Chimp-baby was a basic ginger tom (heh heh heh), and he'd seemed to have a very grounded, bombproof constitution while crawling in the adoption cage with his siblings.

But how will I know you?" he whispered in the dream. "You knew me before you kissed me," Lance whispered back.

He'd thrown up once already, on purpose, and the purging seemed to have steadied his nerves a little—and made the giant breakfast he'd eaten feel a little less burdensome—but it wasn't enough.

Yeah, but I didn't like him and you still did it!

Kids were his soft spot. Who knew?

Is it always like this?" Dawson whispered. "This buzz in my stomach and my chest—how happy I am to hold you? Does it always feel like this?" Jared lifted his face in the dark, his lower lip full and swollen from kisses, his eyes shiny. "No," he said soberly. "No. This is special.

Because you were saying them about somebody's son," he snarled. "Why not your own?

When he came to, groggy from the painkillers and still in pain (oh the fucking injustice!),

You're so beautiful," he murmured. "So beautiful. You're kind and smart and the best lover I will ever have. And I love you. And you probably don't believe that and think I'm too young, but I've believed I was in love a thousand times, and this is the first time it made me better. Made me stronger. Made me someone who can really love and not someone who is constantly begging for what the world won't give me. You did that.

Whiskey grunted. By his count, he and Patrick had six days to go before he hauled the kid out by his ear on field work and let Fly Bait plan the destruction of all testosterone-based land mammals on general principal.

Just a heart as open as the blue sky. Any evil fucker

He's awesome," Alejandro confessed, looking at her. "Your little brother is beautiful and amazing and perfect and way too young and innocent for the things I want to do to him." Alejandro put his face back into