He didn't say anything. Didn't try any of the hugging bullshit, either, which was just as well. Instead, he placed a wooden case next to Tohr on the bed, exhaled some Turkish smoke, and went back for the exit like he couldn't wait to get out of the room. Except he stopped before he left, "I gotchu, my brother," he said to the door. "I know, V. You always have. ~Vishous and Tohrment Lover Reborn
J.R. WardI 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. 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?
J.R. WardThe sense that in his mother's view, he had let down his family just by being who he was... was a failure of acceptance that he was never going to get over. He just wanted to live, honestly and out front, with no apology. Like everyone else. To love who he loved, be who he wasโฆ but society had a different standard, and as he always feared, his parents were a part of that.
J.R. Ward...When it was finished, the scaled dragon looked around and as the thing spotted V, a growl rippled up to the bleachers, then ended in a snort. "You finished, big guy?" Va called down. "FYI, goalpost over there would work righteous as a toothpick.
J.R. WardHis thumb went back and forth over the satin, as if he were rubbing her hip as he had when they'd been together, and he moved his leg over so that it was on top of the skirting. It wasn't the same, though. There was no body underneath, and the fabric smelled like lemons, not her skin. And he was, after all, alone in this room that was not theirs. "God, I miss you," he said in a voice that cracked. "Every night. Every day.
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