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“Only those you trust can betray you.”
― Terry Goodkind

“Heard you missed me", he said, half turning and looking down at me. The smile on his lips broadened. "And that you're beating up the boys at school in protest to get me to come back. Couldn't let that happen.”
― C.L. Stone, First Days

“What do you want to do?" Gabriel asks.
"Not commit suicide," I say. "Wait for Marcus.”
― Sally Green, Half Bad

“Fuck thinking. Thinking hurts the team. Jump.”
― C.L. Stone, Introductions

“Oh, now my Erin, she'd smile down on me no matter where I walked." Grandpop smiled that little smile again. "But I'd be separated from her, and I'd feel that separation in my soul, you see?"
Nathan shook his head.
Grandpop sighed. "You have the Irish eyes, boy. One of these days, you'll see from eyes, not your own, feel with a heart outside your chest. Wild Irish eyes. Nathan. When you love, love well and love true, and take care, lad, because those Irish eyes are windows into not just your own soul, but the soul of the one you love." Grandpop looked out at his Erin's grave.
"And when you lose that heart, you can't leave the places where your memories are the best. And if I left her, I'd not be buried beside her.”
― Lora Leigh, Wild Card

“Lucas's tone was hard. "You made her cry, Nathan. You made your mate cry and then you didn't hold her.”
― Nalini Singh, Wild Invitation

“You're too sweet for your own damn good.”
― C.L.Stone

“Let's suppose Marcus has threatened to kill a member of your family: Arran, say. The only way you can save Arran is by killing Marcus."
"Let's suppose something more realistic. The Council threatens a member of my family: Arran, say. The only way I can stop them killing Arran is by killing Marcus.”
― Sally Green, Half Bad

“And there, tucked in his soul, was the love he felt for Sabella since the moment he had seen her.”
― Lora Leigh, Wild Card

“I have but one life to live for my country”
― Nathan Hale

“He wouldn’t spend another standing in the darkness, hot and sick and shaking inside with a confused mess of feelings that weren’t worth analyzing. That he shouldn’t have felt anyway.
With Rachel gone it was like balancing on the edge of a cliff—and all the little wildflowers, the netting of grass and roots that kept the cliff from sliding into the sea below, were gone. It was just Matt standing there looking down, waiting to fall.
Even Rachel’s memory, the sweet recollection of all they had built, all they had shared, was no longer strong enough to fight gravity. From the moment he had looked across the wet grass and seen Nathan Doyle standing in the shadow of a stone saber-toothed tiger, something had changed inside him. Something battened down had torn free, like a sail taking its first deep breath of sea air.
It terrified him.
And at the same time it exhilarated him.
Which terrified him all the more.”
― Josh Lanyon, Snowball in Hell

“Nothing is more important to me than keeping you safe." - Nathan”
― Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master

“Nathan kept trying to reassure him. “It doesn’t have to mean anything. Not to you. You can forget it, if you’d rather.â€�
Matt listened to Nathan’s heartbeat, fast and light like a deer flashing through sunshine and shadow. “Listen, Nathan…�
Nathan was silent, but Matt could feel the immediate tension down his spine.
“I loved Rachel with all my heart. You’re right, nothing changes that. But—I never wanted her the way I want you.�
Nathan slid out from under him, rolled over. His face was different, grave but sort of lit from within in a way that gave Matt a funny pain in his chest.”
― Josh Lanyon, Snowball in Hell

“The heat intensified. My emotions were spinning out of control. The euphoria was maddening. Out of pure instinct, I pulled away and leaned against the wall, unable to find enough air to breathe. The more I pulled away, the strong the raw ache inside of me became, causing me more pain than the lack of oxygen in the room. Then I realized the source of my pain. It dawned on me with a shocking certainty. I hadn't wanted to pull away from Nathan. I needed him closer in order to feel safe. I needed his touch, his feel. I needed him now more than I ever had.”
― Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master

“I'm scared, all right?" I said. I could feel my stomach churn as my gaze rested on the wooden trunk.
Nathan turned my chin, looking at me with an expression of utter sincerity. "You don't have to be. I'm here.”
― Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master

“What I am is a proud humanist. Atheism says what I don't accept, humanism says what I do." - Nathan Phelpsï»�”
― Nathan Phelps

“Keeping a secret isn't the same as being a liar.”
― Suzanne Young, The Adjustment

“La felicità è un sentimento pericoloso. Una volta che l’hai provata, diventa difficile accettare di perderla. Tentare di riconquistarla, invece, è un poâ€� come cercare di fermare il tempo. Impossibile.”
― Sagara Lux, Non mentirmi

“As long as he is around, I don't fit into your life." - Nathan”
― Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master

“He smiled at me, and just like that I was completely happy to be who I was. I knew it wouldn't be easy all the time, but right now it was as simple as sunshine because Nathan was here and had helped me to realize that I was still Ramsey, no matter how much things had changed.”
― Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master

“You're still the same Ramsey I danced with," he said softly.”
― Markelle Grabo, The Spell Master

“You've forgotten your little car,' she called, as I swept through the door that Nathan held open for me.
'Why, does that need a bloody badge too?' I said, and followed them into the lift.”
― Jojo Moyes, Me Before You

“Do Wolves usually chew on mint?"

"No. Why?" Before coming to see Meg, he'd gone into the bathroom at HGR to use some mouthwash. He'd also examined both sets of teeth to make sure there weren't any bits of human flesh stuck between them from carrying the backbone.

Did he smell minty from the mouthwash–or was the scent wafting in from the front room?

Meg confirmed that suspicion when she glanced at the Private doorway before leaning toward him and whispering, "When Nathan came back to the office, he smelled like he'd rolled in mint."

he told the watch Wolf.”
― Anne Bishop, Etched in Bone

“So f*cking sexy like that. You love it when I tell you what to do; how to be my good little whore. Now tell me... Do you taste good?”
― K.I. Lynn

“Necesito ignorar a Nesbitt, pero cuando voy a coger más pan, veo mi mano y todas las cicatrices que tiene y el tatuaje negro y quiero gritarle a Nesbitt que me dolió, que cada cicatriz que tengo dolió, y que mi cuerpo está cubierto de cicatrices que sanaron rápidamente pero que todas me dolieron, y no puedo decir de ninguna de ellas que "no pasó nada".”
― Sally Green