Heather R. Blair Quotes

The past could destroy you, sink its teeth deep and rip out your heart... Or your soul. She didn't know what was worse. But she knew damn well the man waiting in her office could do both. She wasn't looking forward to facing her past.

....hurts like love, I guess. There's always room for more.

Did you really think giving yourself up to me would save her?"

Miles gave a wide, slow smile that showed the glint of his fangs, his eyes never leaving Reegan's face even as Kelsey moved into his line of sight.

"Not at all. I merely thought it would give her time to save herself, you deluded piece of shit.

Jake was going to shatter her. But she had to trust that he'd put her back together again.

Unbidden, a growl escaped him just as his lips brushed that heavenly skin and with one bite he pierced right through it. When her blood hit his tongue, he shook.
It was nectar, hot and wild and sweet, like the fiery kiss of a demon. His fingers twisted up into the glossy knot of hair at her nape, pulling it free, wrapping his fist in that silky skein. Forcing her up as his mouth came down harder, his fangs sliding deeper.
Rissa made a soft sound; whether of pleasure, encouragement or pain, it didn't matter.
Nothing fucking mattered.

It's funny how Merry brings out everyone's jealous side."

I frown. "What's the appeal of a guy who barely reaches your belly button?"

"Think about what you just said. Carefully.

Death didn't just limit itself to stealing your heart, it went after everything that fed your soul, too.

Being true to yourself it always the right thing to do.

I'm tempted to do something back, but using magic against fairies is a tricky thing. It tends to be either Oh yay, it worked or Oh shit, I'm a llama. Their own magic throws everything off kilter, like a capricious breeze.

What is it with people wanting to kill me lately? I'm starting to take it personally.

He looked like hell, but damn, if hell didn't look good on him.

She'd rather embrace crazy than fake happy.

~Blood in Fire

Being with you was like sweet April air after a thousand winters. I'd forgotten what it was like to live.

Maybe this is what happened when two broken people came together. Her jagged edges called to his, like a magnet, trying to make a whole.

The possibility both tantalized and terrified him.

Tell me you aren't crying. My whole image of you as a bad-ass warrior is crumbling.

Love is giving the people ye love what is best for them, Bav, no' what is best for ye. It doesna matter if it rips yer heart out by the roots first. Ye've never learned tha', no' in yer thousand thousands of years, and ye never will.

There was a dark aura about him, a hint of caged power in that deceptively casual, sprawled poise. Danger personified.
If this had been a film she would have expected to hear the warning wail of an electric guitar creep over the soft background bustle of the city.

You taught me to love the dark, Aidan. If that 's wrong, then I'm already damned.

....you only get one chance at sharing a soul, but that once was enough if it was the right soul.

One-night stands are grand & all. But it hardly gives a man time to learn what a woman really likes." I lower my voice. "Like from the way you squealed when I fingered you from behind, I'm wondering how you'd feel if it was my cock taking you that way, hard and fast, my hips slamming into your sweet, freckled ass…. But of course, now we'll never know."

She stares at me, lips parted, cheeks flushed. "Yeah," she says faintly. "I guess so.

Donna fight the darkness, nobody. Embrace it.

His eyebrows raised. "And you said demons didn't know love."
Guido's laugh was harsh. "Ahh, but haven't you learned by now, bestia? Demons may not be able to lie, but we never tell the truth.

I know what Jack looks like naked. The image has been burned into my brain all these years, haunting my dreams and fantasies, but he's all that I remembered and a bag of chips. The party size.

It's so fucking pretty."


He opened one eye and squinted down at her. "Did you just call my dick 'pretty'?"