Edith

“Oh, by the way, Phury's here again, and he brought that Chosen with him. Figured you'd want to know in case you see a random female ghosting around here."
Whoa. Surprise. "How's he doing?"
Zsadist paused. "I don't know. He's pretty tight about shit. Not real talkative. The bastard."
"Oh, and you're a candidate for The View?"
"Right back at you, Bahbwa."
"Touché.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Unbound

“I feel as though I am ice and he is fire.
We are so completely different, yet the
same.”
― Anna Todd, After

“The hallway beyond was filled with males of the house, the Brothers and other fighters and Manny sitting on the floor with their backs to the bare walls, their legs stretched out, propped up, crossed at the knees or crossed at the ankles.

Apparently there had been quite a bit of drinking going on, bottles of vodka and whiskey littered around them, glasses in hands or on thighs.

"This is NOT as pathetic as it looks," her Butch pointed out.

"Liar," V muttered, "It so fucking is. I think I'm going to start knitting for reals.”
― J.R. Ward, Blood Kiss

“There was no reply. So Z glanced over again - just as a tear slide down Phury's cheek.
"Ah...fuck," Z muttered.
"Yeah. Pretty much." Another tear rolled out of Phury's eye. "God...damn. I'm leaking."
"Okay, brace yourself."
Phury scrubbed his face with his palms. "Why?"
"Because... I think I'm going to try to hug you.”
― J.R. Ward, Lover Awakened