Then you would hold me up, wouldn't you." He traced over her features with his fingertips. And as he did, for some strange reason, he felt the arms of infinity wrapping around them both, holding them close... linking them forever. Yes, he mouthed. I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine.
J.R. WardThe thread of will-they-or-won't-they was the real driver of every word and glance and shift of body. So...this was a date, Blay thought. A subtextual negotiation slipcovered in talk of books read and music enjoyed.
J.R. WardYou are the male I might have been. You are the potential I had and lost. You are the honor and the strength and the kindness she needs. You'll take care of her. I want you to take care of her.
J.R. Ward[...]you know what they say about messengers, right"? Excuse me?" Too much bad news will get you shot."[...]
J.R. WardZsadist: I didn't make up the rules of this scenario Wrath: You'll die if you go by yourself. Zsadist: Well... I'm kind of ready to get off the ride. Phury felt his skin get tight all over.
J.R. WardThe human reached inside Wrathโs jacket and started pulling out weapons. Three throwing stars, a switchblade, a handgun, a length of chain. โJesus Christ,โ the cop muttered as he dropped the steel links on the ground with the rest of the load. โYou got some ID? Or wasnโt there enough room in here for a wallet, considering youโre carrying about thirty pounds of concealed weapons?
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