Nalini Singh Quotes
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If that happens to us," she whispered, unable to wrap her mind around the idea of a life so long and so full of tragedy, "if we feel ourselves, who we are together, becoming lost in time, I don't want to Sleep. I want to say good-bye when I'm still me and you're still you.
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Elena. Hush, let me talk to the crazy lady.
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Holding Hawke’s gaze in a way that not many men could, Walker said, “You will be good to her.” Not a statement, but an order. Hawke’s wolf stirred. “Do you think I’d be otherwise?” “If I did, you’d be dead.
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Human women have been slapping men for being bastards for centuries. You were doing what comes naturally.
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There was a perfection to the moment that made Sienna think: Yes, this is it. This is who we're meant to be together.
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Now a small woman, with dangerous curves. I could bite into her.
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Illium says that perhaps I can use them to flutter someone to death. - Aodhan to Jason, Archangel's Storm
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She was his and he was hers. They had under-the-skin privileges.
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But sometimes, that depth of need—to save, to protect—can become a blinding fervor, one that destroys the very thing it thinks to safeguard.
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He closed his eyes, dropping his forehead against hers. “You’ll be the death of me, Elena.” She smiled. “You need a little excitement in that boring old life of yours.
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Sara held up a hand. 'How exactly did you "decline" his offer?' 'By slitting his throat.
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Once, he'd used it in song, but the songs in his heart had gone silent long ago, and he knew that one day so would his voice. A man with nothing inside him eventually had nothing to say.
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Death holds no allure for me, Elena.” The power of him cut against his skin, a cold white fire. “Not when I have yet to sate my hunger for you.
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The one and only time an archangel can Make another angel is when our bodies produce a substance known as ambrosia. Ambrosia,is produced instinctively at a single point in an archangel’s life. It is legend that ambrosia only rises when an archangel loves true.
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You refused to fall in love with anyone else, Dmitri.” A whisper with the impact of a gun-shot. “So I had to come back for you . . . husband.
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"Make me forget." A whisper, a plea. Not giving her what she wanted wasn't even an option. He switched their positions so she was under him. "Aren't you afraid I'll take advantage?" She wiped away her tears. "Please do." "Ask nice." "Why don't I make you angry instead? That gets me kissed a lot."
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... because he was going to marry her. “It is customary to ask,” she now said as she turned to watch him button up a black shirt over that chest she’d licked and sucked and kissed not long ago. “Why?” He shrugged. “I’m not giving you a choice.
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We're all as susceptible to the lure of power.
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If you don’t need my backsight,” she said to Kaleb, “then why am I here?” He rose to his feet and, placing his hands on the table, leaned toward her until she could’ve reached out and run her fingers along his freshly shaven jaw. “You are here,” he said in a tone that made her heart thump wildly against her ribs, “because you belong to me.
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Emotion without reason lets people walk all over you; reason without emotion is a mask for cruelty.
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As an example of wealth, good taste, and subtle intimidation, it took first prize.
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He would do things for he'd do for no one else, but while he'd empty the sky for her so she could spread her wings, fly, he would not set her free. She belonged to him, would always belong to him
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You're not a restful individual to be around" Ashaya to Dorian
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Nothing's ever gone. We fool ourselves that things fade, but they never do.