#wrath

I can smell the sex coming off you right now. I could take you down on this sidewalk and be up that skirt of yours in a heartbeat. And you wouldn't fight me, would you?" "Now, we can be civilized and wait until we get home. Or we can get down to it right here. Either way, I'm dying to come inside of you again, and you're not going to say no." - Wrath to Beth ↗

— J.R. Ward

#black-dagger-brotherhood #dark-lover #j-r-ward #wrath #civilization

I'm going to stay here and see if he comes back," Wrath said as the double doors opened and V strode in. "I want the rest of you out searching for him in the city, but before you go, first let's get an update from our very own Katie Couric." He nodded at Vishous. "Katie?" V's glare was the ocular version of a fully extended middle finger ↗

— J.R. Ward

#humor #wrath #humor

From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now." And he was, with a smile. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#j-r-ward #king #lover-reborn #middle-finger #rehvenge

As the Brotherhood got down to business, he found himself putting his hand on the dog’s big head and stroking the soft fur…playing with an ear…dipping down and finding the long waves that flowed from the animal’s broad, strong chest. Not that any of that meant he was keeping the the animal, of course. It just felt nice, was all. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#paranormal #romance #vampire #wrath #business

Silver and gold the Gods have denied them, whether in mercy or in wrath, I am unable to determine. ↗

— Germanicus

#denied #determine #gods #gold #i

But of all plagues, good Heaven, thy wrath can send, Save me, oh, save me, from the candid friend! ↗

— George Canning

#friend #good #heaven #me #oh

The independent girl is a person before whose wrath only the most rash dare stand, and, they, it must be confessed, with much fear and trembling. ↗

— Lou Henry Hoover

#confessed #dare #fear #girl #independent

He knew then that there are many ways for a heart to break. Sometimes it’s from the crowding of life, the compression of responsibility and birth right and burden that just squeezed you until you couldn’t breathe anymore. Even though your lungs were working just fine. And sometimes it’s from the casual cruelty of a fate that took you far from where you had thought you would end up. And sometimes it’s age in the face of youth. Or sickness in the face of health. But sometimes it’s just because you’re looking into the eyes of your lover and your gratitude for having them in your life overflows... because you showed them what was on the inside and they didn’t run scared or turn away, they accepted you and loved you and held you in the midst of your passion or your fear... or your combination of both. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#heart-break #wrath #age

I am often thought of as being remarkably bright, and yet my brains, more often than not, are busily devising new and interesting ways of bringing my enemies to sudden, gagging, writhing, agonizing death. ↗

— Alan Bradley

#enemies #flavia-de-luce #humor #intelligence #sarcasm

You’ve thrown down the gauntlet. You’ve brought my wrath down upon your house. Now, to prove that I exist I must kill you. As the child outlives the father, so must the character bury the author. If you are, in fact, my continuing author, then killing you will end my existence as well. Small loss. Such a life, as your puppet, is not worth living. But… If I destroy you and your dreck script, and I still exist… then my existence will be glorious, for I will become my own master. ↗

— Chuck Palahniuk

#damned #death #dying #heaven #hell