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Quotes About Emotion

I want to touch you," she said with an awe that made him flush. "Anywhere." God, his voice was rough. "Fuck, do anything you want to me." She
~ J.R. Ward
Xcor closed his eyes for the longest time. And then…he slowly sank onto both knees. For some reason, seeing him thus brought her to tears. But then witnessing a proud male submit, even under these circumstances, was emotional. Wrath
~ J.R. Ward
The guy didn't have resting bitch face so much as resting I'm-going-to-kill-someone-and-light-their-house-on-fire face. Swallowing
~ J.R. Ward
I love you, she mouthed in the shadows. "Let's go," she said roughly.
~ J.R. Ward
You are so beautiful," he said softly. "Only because you make me that way." "Oh, you're so wrong about that." -Rehv & Ehlena
~ J.R. Ward
Shh," he cut in. "No…talking. I can't…No talking.
~ J.R. Ward
resting I'm-going-to-kill-someone-and-light-their-house-on-fire face.
~ J.R. Ward
If Tohr hadn't hated the motherfucker with such a passion…he'd have almost respected the sonofabitch. —
~ J.R. Ward
Twas the wind which made Darius's eyes water. Verily, 'twas but the wind. As
~ J.R. Ward
There was no tracking the precise words, but there probably weren't any. Sometimes language couldn't go far enough. All you could do was scream.
~ J.R. Ward
it was finally, after all these years… Blay.
~ J.R. Ward
La tragedia, como el amor, hace que la gente se vuelva ciega.
~ J.R. Ward
She closed her eyes so she couldn't see him, so she could pretend it was some other male, any other male. The distance and insulation that lie offered seemed crucial. Except her body knew it was him. And oh, God… …so did her soul.
~ J.R. Ward
Man, it had been worth it, though. That was great. That shit was…great. Except
~ J.R. Ward
If you are going to insist on being reasonable, I'm going to stop hanging with you.
~ J.R. Ward
You scare the shit out of me, female." He
~ J.R. Ward
O amor era como a vida, imaginou. Por mais que se fosse abençoado, quando acabava, sabia sempre pouco.
~ J.R. Ward
what say you?" "Fuck," came the reply. "Appropriate word choice, my lord, but not really an answer." Wrath
~ J.R. Ward
Brave kid. Wrath cupped the nape of the male's neck, slid his other arm under the knees, and slowly rose. The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body. As he stepped away from the Dumpster and started for the Escalade, Wrath felt as though he held his whole race aloft in his arms, and he was glad he had to wear sunglasses to protect his weak eyes. His wraparounds hid the sheen of tears.
~ J.R. Ward
Love is a matter between souls
~ J.R. Ward
Peyton…" Dimly, he wondered if she was going to say his name like that for the rest of their lives. Like it was a sob with syllables.
~ J.R. Ward
There were so many different ways to say "I love you." As Peyton went back over to Novo and pulled her against him once more, he reflected that those three words were certainly the most common transmission of the sacred emotion between two souls. But there were other ways. Gestures, gifts, the rebuilding of a barn after a fire, the shoveling of a walkway, even something as simple as carrying groceries in from the car. Novo was telling him she loved him by sharing this terrible truth
~ J.R. Ward
I see your soul," he said. "That is why I find you beautiful.
~ J.R. Ward
Aunque cantaba en voz baja, la pureza y la belleza de la voz de Zsadist eran impresionantes. Siempre había tenido voz de tenor. En las raras ocasiones en que cantaba, los sonidos que salían de su boca eran asombrosos, capaces de hacer que el tiempo se detuviera y se deslizara hacia la eternidad.
~ J.R. Ward