Nalini Singh Quotes

God, you’re sexy when you talk Psy.

I need a Stetson, so I can ride you like a cowgirl" - Mercy to Riley

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.

So the big, bad, and able-to-mind-control angel thinks you’re his. As in ‘I don’t share my woman.

You are mine, Elena. If you choose to sleep in another bed, I will simply pick you up and bring you home.

Somehow the idea of Montgomery as a fairy doesn't have the same effect on me as it appears to have on you. -Raphael

Sara held up a hand. 'How exactly did you "decline" his offer?' 'By slitting his throat.

Are your eyelashes like your hair?” “Yes. They’re very beautiful—want to see?” Her lips twitched. “Vanity is a sin,Bluebell.” “When you have it, flaunt it, I say.” -Elena and Illium

She was more than willing to let him walk off his temper. And the man had one, even if he wasn't willing to admit it.

Sometimes he hated that voice in his brain, the one that slapped him upside the head anytime he got too stupid. Funny, it happened a lot with Sienna.

How long have you been with Raphael?” “You ask a lot of questions for a dead woman.” “What can I say? I prefer to die well-informed.” -Venom and Elena

Why are you sad, Dorian?" He couldn't lie to her. "The leopard wants you to see it.

She was his and he was hers. They had under-the-skin privileges.

This was the kind of job that made legends out of hunters. Of course, to be a legend, you generally had to be dead.

You don't fear me," he said now. She wasn't stupid enough to lie. "I'm petrified. But I figure you didn't make me come all this way just so you could push me off the roof.

If I were to splay you out on my desk and thrust my fingers into you right now, I think I’d find different.

You do realize this makes your wings even more unique." "Are you saying you shot me as a cosmetic procedure?

Option 1: Attempt to back out. Probable result: Death after painful torture. Option 2: Do the job and hope. Probable result: Death but probably no torture (good)

Truth was a tool. It should never simply be said. No, it had to be bent, twisted, colored, until it became a weapon.

I can smell blood, Elena,” Dmitri drawled, walking back into the room. “Are you trying to flirt?

He wanted to give me a blade? What's wrong with that?” “Blades,” he whispered, “and sheaths go together. And your sheath will only ever hold my blade.

"We die," she said, "we die together. That's the deal."

...his lips were pure temptation, soft, bitable, sensual in a way only a man's mouth could be.

Do you have no sense of self-preservation?

Am I too early?" "No. He's waiting for you." The smile faded, to be replaced by a slightly disappointed expression. "I thought you'd be . . . scarier.

Surely you’re not going to practice discretion now?

As an example of wealth, good taste, and subtle intimidation, it took first prize.

Come make me sticky. Dimitri to Honor

After they were both done, the pile of knives and guns on the coffee table looked like they’d cleaned out an armory. “I think we have a problem, Dmitri.

Our memories make us... even the darkest of them all.

A lot of women have trouble with their mothers-in-law.” Raphael’s look was priceless. “My mother is an insane archangel.

No more dancing with any male but me. No more time to learn who you are before you have to hold that personality against mine. No more freedom to explore your sensuality before I own it.

Raphael, tell him you won’t do anything to him if I get ‘damaged.’ ” “That would be a lie, Elena. I would tear out his throat.

You sure got a quick trigger, Sienna," he teased.

Hawke," he said. "That's the word you need to be saying.

Love, he thought as he held her to his heart, was an agony beyond compare.

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.

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.

Pups think rules are suggestions.

Elena. Hush, let me talk to the crazy lady.

I wouldn't wish my consort to suffer ennui.

You,” she murmured, using both hands to undo his belt, “are the sexiest man I have ever met.” He made her think bad thoughts simply by breathing.

Your weapons-master appears to have an actual, beating heart," she said to Raphael. "Who knew?" "Jessamy." "I concede that point." Elena referring to Galen

Eternity would mean nothing without you. For no power on this earth would I trade my Elena.

You," she managed to say hoarsely," are a very bad kitty cat.

Zach. You can only call me Mr. Quinn when you're angry.

Looking at her, bedraggled and beaten, some might have seen weakness. He saw strength, determination, and a will no one could crush.

To be haunted by my heart is no threat.

He understands evil better than any other person I’ve ever known. We disagree in how to eliminate it, but we do not disagree that it exists.

To fight is to face death once more, perhaps the total annihilation of their kind. But to run... is that not also a kind of annihilation?