ZZ Ward Quotes

Are you wet for me, Mary? I think you are. I think you're covered with honey.

You are so . . . odd." "I shall take that as a compliment." -Thor to No'One

Man, some open doors were not welcoming, and that was so the case here—less hi-how’re-ya, more come-in-so-your-skin-can-be-used-to-make-a-super-hero-cape-for-one-of-Hannibal-Lecter’s-patients.

It was a universal truth among males that anytime you saw a guy get it in the nuts, you experienced a shot of phantom pain in your own croquet set.

He tasted each one of them. The raw power and majesty of Wrath. The vast strength of Rhage. The burning, protective loyalty of Phury. The cold savagery of Zsadist. The sharp cunning of Vishous.

[...]you know what they say about messengers, right"? Excuse me?" Too much bad news will get you shot."[...]

Oh, the humanity.... It was a wonder Rhage hadn't blinded himself with all that pop culture.

Put on your big girl pants and deal.

An Active mind didn't need distraction in its physical environment. It needed a collection of outstanding books and a good lamp. Maybe some cheese and crackers.

He [Vishous] was all need, no ease.

Word of advice. These have a kick, so don’t suck too hard—” Holy hypoxia, Batman.

What was said about him, what the females needed to believe about him, was just oral masturbation for mouths that needed to be otherwise occupied.

No Last Meal for you guys, either. Guess we have that in common.” Someone bust out the pom-poms and cheer for the team. Yay.

End of the day, the quick and the dead are the same. Everyone's just looking for home.

V?" "What?" "I will die rather than hurt you." ~Vutch moments~

You know you were with the lessers, true?" Butch lifted one of his busted-up hands. "And here I thought I'd been to Elizabeth Arden.

Can we screw the 'sorry' part and let me hit you back instead?" Vishous to Butch

Trust me, true?" Butch barked a laugh. "Last time you said that i ended up with a vampire cocktail, remember?

The Brother's eyes narrowed. "But here's something to keep in mind. You ever hurt him on purpose and I will consider you my enemy.

Humans are threatened by anything different, and their response is to fight. They're bullies, picking on the weak, cowering from the strong.

What... are you?" she choked out. "No sunlight. Funky choppers." he inhaled raggedly. "Take a guess.

I’m talking to you more than I speak with my mahmen.” “I thought your mother was dead.” “She is.” “You have a very low standard for communication.

You know, you sound like birds when you do that chuckle thing. It's nice. Over to the left, Vishous put his head in his hands.

Turned out Qhuinn was a snuggler. Who knew—and how fabulous.

Man" Rhage muttered, "someone hit this place with the Hallmark stick." Until it broke.

What.” Oh, for God’s sake. “Fine. Why wouldn’t it ever work out?” “Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally… in love with you.” Qhuinn’s mouth dropped open.

Love, after all, was universal. Qhuinn closed his fist up tight, and knew he would never, ever take that ring off. “Always,” Blay murmured. “Because family is an always kind of thing.

I am very comfortable with conflict, be it of the legal or mortal kind. My father was a mediator, a bridge maker. I am a grave maker.

I love you. You are my heart beating outside of my chest.

Besides, the mhis that surrounded the compound could scramble anything from GPS to Santa Claus.

Look upon me, Mistress. Watch as I wither!

Please, if you would," the butler said, "no throwing the linens. Peaches, anyone?" -Fritz

All right, big guy, down you go." Oh,yeah. Bed. Bed was good. "And look who's here. It's Nurse Vishous.

And God help them both, if it hadn’t been for Saxton, Qhuinn would have dropped the l-word right then and there, even though the timing was stupid.

I lived for the night, because I could go over to your house. It was the only thing that kept me going. You were the only thing, actually. It was… you.

Love’em or hate’em, by blood or by heart, family was a kind of oxygen. Necessary for the living.

Then how about we start with a shower," he said in the kind of deep voice that made her consider the value of cleanliness.

Good? No, that didn't go far enough. She'd made him feel… alive. Awakened.

There was both love and despair in his voice. He was truly handicapped when it came to emotions, and falling in love hadn't changed that.

Whether you have sight or not, I see the future in your eyes." -Beth

All I see are ankles and wrists--and FYI, you're pulling a Mileyfrickin'-Cyrus with that belly flash. Not attractive.

You are perfect for a female." "Not where I come from." "Then they're using the wrong standard.

Have I mentioned you are the hottest geek I've ever known ?

You will not live through this if she does not

Yanking his inner manwhore back to the land of polite conversating, he forced his hands to stop

Stop it. Do not feel safe with him. The Stockholm Syndrome is not your friend.

I do not crave this" But he needed it before he became a danger to himself and others.

Sometimes the only way to know how far you'd come was to return to where you once had been.

i am... absolutely destroyed at the loss. (--manny)

I love you." Z squeezed his eyes shut. "Don't be a tragedy, Bella.