R.W. Patterson Quotes

Death had marked his family with unbreakable black halos, until only two remained.

I want you, Elaine. I want your mind, your soul, your body. I want you as my mate. I offer you my soul - right now. Right here. Take it all - take everything I am," he murmured, his lips grazing the corner of her mouth. "…and I'll even let you keep your clothes on."
She looked up at him, gasping at his boldness. In that instance, Ian's lips slanted across hers in a consuming, mind-numbing, heart-stopping kiss. She moaned against his mouth, drinking in his groan before pulling back, chest heaving. "We're in church, Ian," she panted. "God can hear us."
His lips curled into a small, knowing smile. "I'm counting on that, love.

Fire and ice licked at his soul - whispered his name - drawing him deeper into the enveloping pain and blackness as he'd dreamed earlier. He suddenly wished to return to the rippling stream. The water would wash away the blistering pain…the fire…the burn. He'd wade deeper…submit to the current…
He'd let go…

You want to show me your wrath? You want to hurt me, so show me. We can take this to the bedroom if you like - the bed might be reduced to kindling, but I'm willing to take that chance. Now fight me," he growled aloud, his obsidian eyes narrowing to angry slits. "Show me what you are becoming.

Somehow everything always came down to time, she realized with perfect lucidity. There was either too much or too little. It either passed too quickly or too slowly. It didn't belong to anyone - it was simply a gift, bestowed by God, and yet eternally taken for granted. She closed her eyes for a moment, wishing Time could be tamed - reigned in - and tethered, synchronized with human needs and wants. But that wasn't the case, was it?

On days such as this, Death's long shadow hung like a broken halo over everyone - a sign of things to come.

I need to say something. Take it anyway you like," Ian stated, his eyes boring into hers with a fervor that left her holding her breath.

Elaine started to shake her head. "Look, we just met…you don't need to say…"

His deep, cultured voice interrupted her. "Everything you are, Laney, resides in your eyes. I need to see you - all of you. Don't take that from me while I'm still here. Please."

Tears welled. "You don't even know me," she whispered. "How can you say that?"

"Because I think I do know you - I just haven't figured out how.

Yes, the monsters were real. Are real. There are creatures in this world that exist beyond the scope of what you know and see. Remember, not all are created equal. Some are better…and worse than others…just like humans.