J.A. Huss Quotes

Because you love him and you miss him. And I'm sure you're dying to tell anyone who will listen about all the things that made him so special. And I'd like to listen, Ashleigh. Because… because I want to make you happy. I want to know because he's part of you and Kate, and I want you and Kate. I'm hooked. I can't even imagine leaving you behind.

the first time in my life my status has little meaning. For the first time in my life my money has little meaning. For the first time in my life I realize life is meaningless without the person you want to

I cheated when I gifted Tier. And this makes me smile, because it was so easy and simple. And it was something my father never understood.
Love is earned, not mandated.
So I loved Tier back.
Fiercely.

I'm just saying, a man with a giant water hose in his hands is hot.

Believe me, Rook," he says with a serious expression. "If I was coming on to you, you'd have no trouble recognizing it." He turns and continues walking.

I'm not sure you understand what you're getting in to. I'm a single mom."
"I'm a single guy."
"I have Kate and - "
"And I want Kate, Ashleigh. I do. I want you both.

How can I love a girl who wants to fuck my two best friends at the same time?

And mostly you tend to forget bad things and I find that to be dangerous. Because if you forget the bad things, chances are those bad things will come back to get you again.

The night ending with a nice hard and dirty fuck at your place so I can disappear in the middle of the night while you sleep peacefully, content with the multitude of orgasms I gifted you.

He bullied me a little, thinking I was weak just because I was quiet and smart and no one was allowed to touch me. But then I electrified the urinal flusher in the boys' bathroom at camp, watched him go inside, and then proceeded to laugh my ass off when the ambulance came.

She's a blackbird sitting in a tree staring out at the world, daring the wind to come and knock her off the swaying bough.

Could like choking or spanking or domination. God, I hope he likes that shit.

Ronin Flynn, you are like a door." He laughs. "It was that touching, huh?" "Not a window where you can see through to the other side and be sure of what's coming. But a door, still closed and leading to every opportunity imaginable and requiring a leap of faith that the risk is worth it. You are my doorway to endless possibilities and I'm ready to take that risk.

He kisses me for real this time. There's no hesitation. Only devouring. He kisses me like he's the wind. Like he's the sea. Like he's the desert. He kisses me and he tastes like freedom.

she's just passing through. And she's staying at the motherfucking Four Seasons Hotel. That's just fan-fucking-tastic." "Quin,

all this stuff about James being crazy - yeah, I can see that too. He's totally psycho. I grin again. But that's just part of his charm.

Sphere of privacy, people.

Do I want her to know me like this? Do I want her to know that I'm a freak, in the strictest definition of the word? Is this what intimacy entails? Baring your weaknesses to someone who might take advantage, but trusting them not to?

Love is not one-sided. Love has to come from both ends at the same time.

They're not really dogs, they're employees. Security. I paid forty grand apiece for these fucking dogs. One wrong look at Ashleigh or Kate and they eat your face off.

When I wake I ask myself, how much longer before they will just let me die? - Tier, Clutch

You," he answers softly. "I'm not trying to fix you, I'm just trying to give you the tools to fix yourself.

Love two men. My soul has two mates. I love them equally, and with the same amount of fierce devotion. And I'll fight to my death to have them both.

Once your name is on my list, your life is over. It's a deal I make with death, it's a contract I sign in blood, it's forgone conclusion - get used to it.

But it's better to have bad options than no options. And people won't save you either, ya know.

Spencer repeats, a little harsher now. I want kissing, I want mad fucking passionate kissing. The kind of kissing I've seen in all those other photos of you, the kissing that is so filled with emotion and longing and lust, I'm instantly hard. Kiss me like that, Blackbird.

I would rather kill her myself than let my father take her as a punishment in my cycle.
Because that's what love is.
Protection.

Oh, but I am. And when we get home, we're gonna have that talk about power all over again.

I'm not sure what's going to happen. Maybe we make it, maybe we don't, but if there's one thing I've learned, it's to appreciate the good when it happens. And having this man accept and want me the way I am right now is a good thing, and it's happening right this second. So I'm gonna enjoy it.

You're one crazy chick if you think you're gonna get off that easy." "What do you mean?" "'Make me come' - pfft. Gidget, I can make you come anytime I want. Tonight you're not gonna just come, babe. I'm gonna blow your fucking mind.

I felt like I was leaving a piece of my soul behind the moment I left. And every second that passes, I miss you like that, times a million.

Don't start with me right now, internal monologue.

I'd never walk out. I'd fight for you every single time. You'd never even have to wonder if be there because I'd show the fuck up before that thought could ever cross your mind. I want you, I'd risk everything for you.

I like to be in control. I like to call the shots. I like to be obeyed unconditionally. And almost all of the girls who make it beyond the first appointment do that, and do it well.

See," she breathes. "It's nice. I trust you. But I like soft kisses. So in between the rough stuff you like, be careful with me. Give me something soft, because I really need it.

And I'm not a worthless person. Maybe I've got a lot of problems and pretty much everything is going wrong for me right now, but I'm not worthless.

I have no words for you, Rook Walsh." "Try," I whisper back as I stare hungrily into his eyes. He brings his palms to my face and tilts my chin. "I could describe what you look like, but that's not what I see. You are so much more than a body inside a dress, Rook. You fit me. When I saw you crouching in that stairwell last week I felt like I knew you. You stopped me dead in my tracks, you wiped my mind. And I reached out to touch you that day because I couldn't resist. I needed to do it and I plan on touching you all night, on the way there in the car, through dinner, as we walk around the zoo and do whatever the hell it is they do at a nighttime fundraiser, and all the way home.

If you can win me, you can have me. I'll be yours and you'll have earned it

Make me forget. Make me happy. Make me want this new future more than I want my old past.

Well it's not really a mystery. It was the day I met you, that's when. You've changed me, Rook. You make me weak, you make me stumble, you make me fall, and even though I know you'll pick me up if I ask you to, it's not enough. I want you to make me stronger, just like I made you. I want it all or I want nothing. And since I can't have it all, I'll take nothing.

No, I need to feed her." She rubs her breasts and winces a little. "They hurt because I didn't give her enough time when we were on the road. I need to nurse or they'll start leaking." Holy fucking shit. I just got insta-hard. "Leaking?

If she can be stolen, then she was never yours to begin with. And do not insult my skills or question my ability to come through. I always come through.

This is Mama Likes a Spankin', come back good, buddies." I look at Ronin. He shakes his head. "You don't want to know," he says. "Go ahead, Red Cheeks," Ford replies.

lunge for the computer and pull up the only lifeline I have. Twitter.

You're like crazy sexy, Ford. And all this weird shit you do, that just adds to it. I'm not sure why, but I like your strangeness. It's real. And it drives me a little wild.

How many have you given me?" She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. "None," she whispers back. "I'd like one now. Open your mouth.

Shhhh. Don't cry, Ronnie. Just tell me what we like, so I can remember. Because I lost my way, baby.

Don't be too eager to get the happy ending, Harper. Because getting there is the fun part.

Hear the tell-tale cock of a shotgun and I've got my Five-SeveN out and pointing at Merc's face before he can laugh. "You dumbfuck." He puts his hands up and starts waving the gun around like an idiot. "Don't shoot me, bro! Don't shoot me, bro!" I walk over and grab the gun from his hands. "It's don't taze me, you idiot. Not shoot me.

like to keep my mistakes fresh. So I don't repeat them.

I'm hurting you right now. And it feels good. Because you've been hurting me since the day we met. You're selfish. You take. That's all you do - take. You're a Taker, Rook. And I've got nothing left to give you. You took it all.

You have to take that risk, though, Grace. What good is living if you have no real joy?

I slip my hand behind her neck and fist her hair as I whisper in her ear. I do like the fight, but not tonight. Tonight you're mine. Tonight I own you. I get to take care of you. I get to make you feel things for the first time. Tonight I promise you perfection. So just give in, Ashleigh. Give yourself to me and let it happen.

Well," I say, far beyond curious at this point, "I can't wait to hear what you've got to say about this." I

I sit here thinking it over for several minutes before I come to the conclusion that I have just been word-slapped by a girl who never raised her voice or used profanity.

His cock is big, his sexual preferences are exotic, and he gets off making me do things I'd rather not.

Three soulmates.
Two broken hearts.
One last chance to set it right.

...There's no possible way I won't find you. Our hearts are tethered by love & fate. I'm tugging on that string-feel me?...

More big moment? Can't we just give this a try? And

Beauty is fleeting. I know someone important said that, but I have no idea who it was. I jut know it's true. So I'm gonna grab this second chance with everything I've got and I'm gonna ride this wave until it spits me back out on the beach of bullshit.

Because if there's one thing in life I can count on, it's that eventually, no matter how freaking nice that rug is under your feet, someone always pulls it out from under you eventually.

I could describe what you look like, but that's not what I see. You are so much more than a body inside a dress Rook. You fit me.

We sleep like that. Clutching each other like we don't want to let go. But we both know it's time to let go.

Because your future is making itself right now, this very moment. And you have no idea it's happening. I want you so completely it hurts. But you and I are in two totally different places.

I can pull you taut, Ashleigh. Like the poems. I can bring you back together. You are so fucking delicious, Ashleigh. So fucking perfect. I wish I could take this pain away from you, really, I swear I feel your sadness and it makes me crazy. Do I ask for more information and risk the tears? Do I pretend it's not happening and risk you feeling ignored? Tell me what to do.

Every girl in the makeup cubby groans and rolls her eyes, but I think it's cute that he apologized.

Most women, once they get to know me, very much enjoy the sex but hate the actual man who gives it to them.

If you want to know how to control a man, you don't need to look any further than your own mouth.

She suck up attention like it's a precious commodity.

So much happened today and I have no one to share it with. No one. I just want someone to listen to me for once.

I love you. I'm in, Ashleigh. I want you, I want Kate, I want this. I want to sleep with you every night and give you everything

I'll ruin everything if you touch me. I'll ruin us. I'll ruin this. I'll ruin you, just like you said. I'll ruin you and I'll ruin your life. And I love you too much to ruin you. So I'm leaving.

It's not about me being good enough for you, Fletcher. It's whether you're good enough for me. Silence. And then hang-up beeps.

I hope you still have it," she says. "Have what, babe?" "My heart. Because it's the only one I got and I don't want to lose it.

He wasn't that careful, Lucan. I think you've got him mixed up with someone else."


"He put a lot of effort into you. Not just as a soldier. But as a child. Why teach you that horse sport? Why teach you to play an instrument? Why give you a God? He took you to church? Every week?"


I swallow and nod as my face begins to feel hot.


"Men who want to kill their grandchildren don't do those things, Junco."


FLIGHT ~ Chapter One

You wanted me to notice your ass when you turned? Mission accomplished. But I don't like a tease, so don't start something you can't finish.

So I'm alone. I have no one. Is that what you're telling me? - Junco, Range (to be published April 2013)

I don't want to ruin this girl, but I'm not sure if I can stop now.

of contentment. Tears of joy. Tears of fear. Tears of shame. Tears of submission.

Ford? You OK, man?" I take a sip of whiskey and enjoy it. "Why wouldn't I be?" Rook is going crazy in the background now. I can hear her losing control. "Well, Rook says you broke up with her ... " He stops as she snaps at Ronin and I enjoy that a little too much. "Rook, those were your words, OK? Ford, what the fuck is going on?

I. Fucking. Want. You," I say, my voice a deep rumble in my throat. "If I'd found you first instead of Ronin, you'd be mine right now. And I'd never let you go.

You're absolutely perfect," I whisper. "It's all yours. If we do this, I'll be all yours." I smile at that. "You promise?" He suddenly cups my face and leans in to kiss me. "Forever. If we do this, you're mine, forever.

Come first and then I'd like to fuck you hard.

I told you that when you came back I'd kiss you everywhere. That I'd still love everything about you. That your scars are my scars. We can own them together.

Rook. You fit me. When I saw you crouching in that stairwell last week I felt like I knew you. You stopped me dead in my tracks, you wiped my mind.

This won't be some romantic fairytale fuck you've read about in books.

Love might be a risk, but I'm all about risk-management.

Because Spencer is a certifiable genius, Ford is as ruthless as they come, and I'm an accomplished liar.

No, sweets. She understands how I feel about you, even if you don't just yet. I know that last night we were playing a little game with the word like, but I don't just like you, Grace. I'm falling in love with you. I am, I can't help it. I'm falling in love with you and I need you to just stop blocking me and keep an open mind.

One lost girl.
Two best friends.
Three eternal soulmates.

When my life is unraveling, and everything about it is slack, my poems are taut. My poems take the fray and wind it back together.

We are love in slow motion. We move as one, leaving the darkness behind, where it belongs, and become the light.

How did I get here? We're Three's Company. Spencer is airhead Chrissy, Ford is intellectual Janet, and I'm pretending to be gay so I don't notice that you two are roommate eye-candy.

Tell me, Ashleigh. Tell me all those things you need him to know. I'll make sure he gets the message

I don't want you to get hurt. I don't want my mistakes to come back and hurt you. I'll die if something happens to you.

Promise you won't forget me.

I am desperate to get him inside me, but he's slow now. "I might not be able to make many guarantees in this world, Rook," he says as his hand travels down and traces the crease between my legs. "But I will say with one hundred percent certainty that you will come tonight.

Men are terrified of him. Global organizations haven't been able to kill him. And yet when his cock is in my mouth, he gives me all the power. I could get drunk on that power I have over him. I could get off on that power too. I want my James.

But I'm certain of one thing. This girl? She is mine. I'm the one who came to her. I'm the one who found her. I'll be the one to keep her.

How many dead bodies does it take for an assassin to grow a conscience?