Lora Ann Quotes

For the hundredth time, the little voice in my head asked, "What makes you think a woman like you deserves love?" I didn't. But the fact remained, I wanted it. Since

Only thing he'd been told was that Keeley was in bad shape and needed help. Under-fucking-statement of the year! His sister-in-law was lying in the middle of the street, bloody and wailing. Her words incomprehensible. And E wanted nothing more than to annihilate the person responsible for causing it. Though he was pretty sure he already knew. Heaven help Tarius McNeil when he got his hands on him. E

His maniacal laugh caused the troubled Keeley to rise, terror in her eyes as they darted around the room. She couldn't see him, of course. He stepped closer and ran his hand through her hair and whispered, "Your knight will not save you. Love isn't what you desire. Only I can give you what you need. Mark my words, beauty, he shall die. And you will be the one to destroy him." Keeley

She was addicted to pain as if it'd become her new brand of heroin.

I didn't call you here to bust my chops." I clarified, "I need some advice." He sarcastically replied, "Awesome. How may I assist the almighty Nik Strand?" "Fuck you," I said with no heat. My brother knew how much his opinion mattered to me. He laughed, "No, thanks. I'm really not into that sort of thing. Besides, incest is illegal," he pointed out. "Hardy

Made me more aware of how we should always guard our tongues and never walk away from those we love in anger. Life lesson learned.

She broke his heart. Tar was too good for her, and he simply realized it. She beat her chest convinced that any fragment left behind needed to be removed. A

She thought herself weak, a victim of circumstance. What she didn't yet realize about herself, she was one of the bravest warriors he'd ever had the pleasure of knowing. Operation Time for Keeley to Recognize She was a Fucking Survivor was now underway. God help him.

I think this man realized how important it is for you to love yourself, to find your self-worth. Those who truly love you don't just stop when you hurt them." Keeley's

Again, I tried to glance away. He wasn't having that as his hold became firmer. "Never be embarrassed by my appreciation of you. Whether it's your physical beauty or your inner radiance, I don't ever want you to think I'm bullshitting you. Clear?" I

Besides, doesn't Aimee deserve all of your heart? No matter what, I couldn't give her something I no longer had. That would be beyond unfair. Who says life's fair? I

She straightened her shoulders as her chin jutted out. "Sorry." Then she fired back, "I'll have to remember to forget I have any emotions. Should be easy with you in the lead." Ouch! That fucking hurt more than I was willing to admit.

You see, love is the greatest gift of all. It doesn't die or go away. Not true love, no, now that is eternal. It only knows to fight, to hold on and sacrifice daily." "While

Second, my nightmare I'd had wouldn't release me from its sharp claws. An image of Keeley strapped down on a table of horrors was too much for my brain to compute. Things were dark and dank, not to mention the monster looming over her in a leather mask. That particular visual haunted me the most. What if these weren't just dreams? Suppose they were events actually taking place? Those twin intuitions were the hardest for me to process. How could I possibly help her?

I heard Nik bellow, "Aimee. Get your ass back in here, now!" As the doors slid closed, I flipped him off. Just who did that man think he was? I would figure this out myself. I was sick and tired of these powerful, commanding men telling me what to do with my life. They could all go to hell. *****

The gut wrenching howling as they informed me, "dead on arrival. Baby could not survive outside her mother's womb." Every finite detail of the worst night of my life played through my mind in HD Technicolor. Somewhere in the haze between past and reality, I heard a soft voice. "Nik? Can you hear me? Come back, you're scaring me,

Everything about the man screamed danger, so, of course, I was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Confidence radiated off of him in waves. I was immediately reminded of how you could tell a man made love by the way he danced.

vanilla with a twist.

Ashes are all around the desolate ground. What beauty could behold the darkness of a soul? -Keeley

I quickly tried to tidy-up, but she stilled my busy hands. "Honey, I don't mind a bit of mess. It's what makes you real. Please, don't feel like you need to clean for me," she said gently. "Besides, I came to visit you, not the cabin." I