Quote

She was his and he was hers. They had under-the-skin privileges.

Nalini Singh

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Nalini Singh
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: February 17
Author
Journalist
Writer
Privilege
Privileges
Skin
Skins

More quotes by Nalini Singh

Image
Stay with me. I’ll show you things that’ll make you laugh in delight, scream in passion, cry for the sheer joy of it.
Nalini Singh
Image
She stepped out of reach. “Go put on a shirt and get your mind out of bed.” “Impossible with you around.” “Pretend I’m holding a rifle. In fact, pretend I have you in the crosshairs.” Janvier sighed, rubbing at a jaw shadowed by morning stubble. “I love it when you talk dirty.
Nalini Singh
Image
This was the kind of job that made legends out of hunters. Of course, to be a legend, you generally had to be dead.
Nalini Singh
Image
Remember that,” he groaned. “And tell everyone you know.
Nalini Singh
Image
Come make me sticky. Dimitri to Honor
Nalini Singh
Image
Illium grinned, unrepentant. “Want to try again? I’ll move extra slow — you are both so much older, after all.” The last words were a conspiratorial whisper. Galen glanced at Raphael. “How has he survived this long?” “No one can catch him.
Nalini Singh
Image
Some wounds should be healed, no matter how much time has passed or how much time is left.
Nalini Singh
Image
You,” she murmured, using both hands to undo his belt, “are the sexiest man I have ever met.” He made her think bad thoughts simply by breathing.
Nalini Singh
Image
No,” he responded, reaching out to trace the shell of her ear. “They grew back even more beautiful. Blue edged with silver.” Elena laughed at the scowl in his voice.
Nalini Singh
Image
You're not a restful individual to be around Ashaya to Dorian
Nalini Singh
Image
An hour of your life is worth more than a thousand people to me.
Nalini Singh
Image
I know exactly how strong he is... He is like a peacock, spreading his feathers and squawking loudly to distract you from the back that his body is but weak. -Jason to Mahiya
Nalini Singh
Image
Why are you sad, Dorian? He couldn't lie to her. The leopard wants you to see it.
Nalini Singh
Image
Taking a sip of the hot chocolate he'd made her, she met his gaze, those eerie eyes of endless black impenetrable, unreadable. Max? Yes? Will you remember me? His heart broke into a thousand pieces. Always.
Nalini Singh
Image
Human women have been slapping men for being bastards for centuries. You were doing what comes naturally.
Nalini Singh
Image
But sometimes, that depth of need—to save, to protect—can become a blinding fervor, one that destroys the very thing it thinks to safeguard.
Nalini Singh
Image
We die, she said, we die together. That's the deal.
Nalini Singh
Image
She dumped me for the quarterback after she'd played my body like a banjo. So Sad. I bet I'm serious. I was heartbroken. For how long? A whole week. An eternity in the life of a teenage boy.
Nalini Singh
Image
Once, he hadn't been able to touch her without causing himself pain. Now, it only hurt when he didn't touch her.
Nalini Singh
Image
Truth was a tool. It should never simply be said. No, it had to be bent, twisted, colored, until it became a weapon.
Nalini Singh