“Heroes, I’ve learned, don’t always wear white.
Sometimes they come from the darkness, shadows among shadows.”
“Look after my friends, won't you, Kaleb?"
"Stop making so many."
"I love you, too.”
“Does Vasic know you're here alone?"
"Does Sahara know she's mated to an overprotective Neanderthal?"
Kaleb's lips curved.”
“A single act of kindness can change a life.”
“It was so easy to win the trust of children, but this child would never be in a position where that trust could get her killed.
Her alpha father and empath mother would never permit it.
Neither would her deadly grandmother.”
“Do you think he has any idea I’m considered a deadly threat by most individuals on the planet?
Nope. Sahara’s eyes laughed at him. He thinks you’re a new toy.”
“Your father and Nikita. Man likes to live dangerously.” Faith”
“We never finished our dance."
"We never will. This dance we're in, it's forever.”
“Love gives far more than it ever takes. And love makes us want to give.”
“He was me and I was him and we were whole together. Now . . . now I’m in pieces, but Persephone is whole and for her, I’ll endure.” Miane”
“Don't be so cynical. You know you believe in love."
"I believe in loving you."
"I love you back more."
"Impossible.”
“Do you know how sexy you are when you dress in these suits? Especially when you button up your shirt, then slot in the cuff links. Watching you is like having a waking erotic dream."
Kaleb smiled inwardly. "Yes, I know.”
“Will you dance with me?" The charms on Sahara's bracelet clinked against one another as she lifted her arms to link them around his neck, her love for him proud and open.
Deep inside, even the part of him that was the void, merciless and dark and broken, knew happiness, knew joy.”
“Seriously hot, seriously dangerous man with a tiny, adorable baby in his arms, both of them fascinated with one another?” Uncaring of her stunning ankle-length gown in poppy red, Brenna fell dramatically onto the ground, arms flung out. “Dead.” Pushing up onto her elbows, she said, “Especially since it’s my hot man holding a baby.”
“The first time I walked into the room and saw Naya asleep on Lucas's chest while he slept, too, his hand over her naked baby butt..." Sascha sighed, rubbing a fist over her heart. "I don't think I've recovered.”
“Stop that," she ordered the gorgeous adult panther on the floor while a gorgeous baby panther tried to bite at his arm with tiny panther teeth. "I can't have you being all sexy while Naya's being all adorable.”
“So this book, while continuing the Psy-Changeling storyline—because nothing is ever static in this world—is also a walk through the interconnected lives of many of the characters who’ve become important to us over the past books and novellas. With”
“He also wanted her to grow up in a united world, not a divided one. Naya should never have to choose between the two sides of her heritage.”
“And perhaps, if the adults here and around the world got it right, she’d never know anything but friendship and family and hope. Not war. Not racial discord. Not anger and distrust.”
“All changelings knew that, sometimes, touch could heal what words never could.”
“Why did we think having a cub was a good idea?”
“You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make it drink. Even if it’s dying of thirst. Not when it would rather fight the zebra on the other side.”
“I always knew you were tough, but you're about to try to take on the wolves, the Arrows, the Forgotten, and God knows who else, all at once. Forget brass balls. Those things are goddamn titanium!”
“Sometimes, it was better to extend the hand of friendship than to force compliance by fear.”
“Yet instead of drowning in the darkness that had threatened to suck her under, Brenna had said “fuck you” to the monster who’d hurt her, and she’d chosen to live. She’d not only wrenched back control of her own life, she’d taken on an Arrow and claimed him as her mate.”
“Nothing is ever black and white, kitten,” he reminded her, allowing his claws to slice out to touch her skin. “I can use my claws to protect, but I can use the same claws to rip out an enemy’s throat.”
“Like all power, psychic power had a flip side. Changelings could turn feral. Psy could turn murderously insane.”
“You can yell at me all you want. It makes me feel like I’m useful for something.”
“That day, two dangerous men sat, had a beer, and discussed the latest football scores.”
“He strove for the diapason, the great song that should embrace in itself a whole epoch, a complete era, the voice of an entire people, wherein all people should be included—they and their legends, their folk lore, their fightings, their loves and their lusts, their blunt, grim humour, their stoicism under stress, their adventures, their treasures found in a day and gambled in a night, their direct, crude speech, their generosity and cruelty, their heroism and bestiality, their religion and profanity, their self-sacrifice and obscenity—a true and fearless setting forth of a passing phase of history, un-compromising, sincere; each group in its proper environment; the valley, the plain, and the mountain; the ranch, the range, and the mine—all this, all the traits and types of every community from the Dakotas to the Mexicos, from Winnipeg to Guadalupe, gathered together, swept together, welded and riven together in one single, mighty song, the Song of the West.”
“Well, I must endure the presence of a few caterpillars if I wish to become acquainted with the butterflies.”
“An inarticulate anxiety, a desire to know, know anything, for certain, had jammed itself in her throat so for a moment she felt she could hardly breathe. Do you think, do you think, it began. Do you think both of us will die violently someday, be suddenly shut off? But even that question wasn’t definite enough. Perhaps it was a statement after all: I don’t want to die yet without knowing you. Do you feel the same way, Carol? She could have uttered the last question, but she could not have said all that went before it.”
“That’s my girl, he whispered into her mind. I meant what I said about taking your body into my keeping. You’ll always be safe with me. Just let yourself feel, not think. You’re with me, and I’ll cherish and protect you for all time.”
“The secret to not being afraid is to understand what scares you”
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