#blay

Fuckin' A... hope didn't so much spring eternal as it drowned out common sense and self-preservation. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#spring

...I don't need any explanation about what you do with your life. You and I...we grew up together,and that's it. Yeah, we shared a lot of stuff back then, and we were there for each other when it mattered. But neither one of us can fit into the clothes we used to wear , and this relationship between us is just the same. It doesn't fit in our lives any longer. We don't...fit anymore. And listen., I didn't mean to get pissy in the truck, but I think you need to be clear on this. You and I? We have a past. That's it. That's ...all we'll ever have" (Blay to Qhuinn)... ↗

— J.R. Ward

#lover-at-last #life

Ah, hell. His peripheral vision was working far too well tonight. His slut of a cousin, his cocksucking, suit-wearing, Montblanc-up-the-ass cousin Saxton the Magnificent, was standing next to the queen, looking like a combination of Cary Grant and some model in a goddamn cologne ad. Not that Qhuinn was bitter. Because the guy was sharing Blay's bed. Nah. Nope. Not at all. The Cocksucker- With a wince, he thought maybe he should switch that insult to something a little farther away from what the two of them ... God, he couldn't even go there. Not if he wanted to breathe. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#heartache #quinn #vision

Saxton was indeed clear on things: Blay was still in love with Qhuinn— and probably always would be. “Why?” he said to his lover. “Because I want you for however long I have you. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#blay #qhuay #qhuinn-and-blay #saxton #love

Just once" Blay said softly. "Do it just once. So I'll know what it's like. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#qhuinn-and-blay #black-dagger-brotherhood

The male who'd just arrived laughed as he embraced Qhuinn. "You have such a way with words, cousin. I would say...trucker meets sailor crossed with a twelve-year-old. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#blaylock #jr-ward #lover-mine #qhuinn #saxton

You almost died tonight, he wanted to say. You dumb son of a bitch, you nearly died ... and then what would we have done? And not “we” as in the Brotherhood. Not even “we” as in he and John. More like … “me”. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#qhuay #qhuinn-and-blay #black-dagger-brotherhood

Shit. With Qhuinn looking at him like that, he couldn’t remember his own name. Blaysox? Blacklock? Blabberfox? Who the fuck knew… ↗

— J.R. Ward

#black-dagger-brotherhood

As always, Blay was the anchor who kept him from being swept away. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#qhuay #qhuinn #qhuinn-and-blay #black-dagger-brotherhood

Hey, as you leave, Qhuinn wanted to say, will you do me a favor? I think my left ventricle is on the floor, so don't step on it as you pull out? Thanks. Great. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#blay #blaylock #j-r-ward #qhuay #qhuinn