Quote

Butch didn't live in his own place. He didn't spend his own money. He had no job, no future. He was a well-kept pet, not a man.

J.R. Ward

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

J.R. Ward
Well
Spend
Men
Future
Jobs
Money
Didn
Place
Butch
Live
Pet
Wells
Kept

More quotes by J.R. Ward

Image
Yeah, but going by that cold tone of voice, she had to wonder whether the best-laid plans of mice and vampires, blah, blah, blah...
J.R. Ward
Image
You know, you sound like birds when you do that chuckle thing. It's nice. Over to the left, Vishous put his head in his hands.
J.R. Ward
Image
I'll call you, Manny said. You do that, my man. You frickin' do that. -Manny to V
J.R. Ward
Image
Oh… God. What was a male supposed to do in this situation? I'm sorry, he muttered. If I… uh, hurt your feelings or something. She glared at him. I'm not hurt. I'm pissed off and sexually frustrated.
J.R. Ward
Image
To his mind, free will was a privilege, not a right.
J.R. Ward
Image
Nothing bubbled up from the depths. For once, the present was so alive and captivating that the past was not even an echo or a shadow-she was, in this moment, wiped clean.
J.R. Ward
Image
She is more beautiful than I have words for. And last night, I was blessed beyond measure to serve her.
J.R. Ward
Image
Quick question. Does this magical skill with gray matter come with a total lack of compunction for your kind, or is it just you who were born without a conscience? V: I beg your pardon?
J.R. Ward
Image
Unfortunately, beer was only a short-term answer. And head transplants had yet to be approved by the FDA.
J.R. Ward
Image
I was dead until you found me, though I breathed. I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came...and I was awakened.
J.R. Ward
Image
And bottom line, without John by her side, everything seemed to be just a big, resounding meh.
J.R. Ward
Image
Whoa. Fangs. She had fangs. She leaned in, prodded them a little. Eating with those puppies was going to take some getting used to, she thought. On impulse, she brought up her hands, turned her fingers into claws. Hissed. Cool.
J.R. Ward
Image
Great rationalizations. All of which her adrenal gland middle-fingered and then carried right on.
J.R. Ward
Image
Take off your coat. Excuse me? Take it off. No. I want it off. Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won't affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you. [Vishous to Jane]
J.R. Ward
Image
I'm sorry, Butch croaked. Oh God, I'm so sorry... V put his arm out and curled it around the cop. Pulling the male close to his chest, he laid his head down on his buddy's. It's okay, He said roughly. It's all right. It's okay...You did the right thing.
J.R. Ward
Image
Tore up from the floor up. Followed by a big outtie. John Mathew
J.R. Ward
Image
I lived for the night, because I could go over to your house. It was the only thing that kept me going. You were the only thing, actually. It was… you.
J.R. Ward
Image
Still, it would have been great, just once, to have a man stare at her with total adoration. To have him be... enthralled. Yes, that was the word. She would have loved for a man to be enthralled by her.
J.R. Ward
Image
[...]you know what they say about messengers, right? Excuse me? Too much bad news will get you shot.[...]
J.R. Ward
Image
There aren't any syringes. Red Sox came over and held a sterile pack out. When she tried to take it from him, he kept a grip on the thing. I know you'll use this wisely. Wisely? She snapped the syringe out of his hand. No, I'm going to poke him in the eye with it. Because that's what they trained me to do in medical school.
J.R. Ward