Kaleb Krychek Quotes

Sahara knew she should be worried about the fact that she'd been in bed with a man who'd caused that kind of damage with a momentary and, according to him, minor loss of telekinetic control during intimacy, but she felt her lips kick up at the corners. So we literally made the earth move?
A slight pause, before Kaleb said, I suggest we don't engage in sex in populated areas.
The cool comment made her burst into laughter. ~ Nalini Singh

Her voice trembled. "I'm so glad you're mine. I won't ever let you go."
This time, it was Kaleb who said, "I know," devastated at being so wanted. "You are just a little possessive. ~ Nalini Singh

Will you dance with me?" The charms on Sahara's bracelet clinked against one another as she lifted her arms to link them around his neck, her love for him proud and open.
Deep inside, even the part of him that was the void, merciless and dark and broken, knew happiness, knew joy. ~ Nalini Singh

Love is the greatest form of loyalty, one that places happiness of the beloved over the lover. ~ Nalini Singh

So we literally made the earth move? A slight pause, before Kaleb said, I suggest we don't engage in sex in populated areas. ~ Nalini Singh

I wanted to fall, to let go of everything and be with her, but I couldn't. Loving her consumed me, and I'd never let her go without a fight, but she was promised to another and now was not the time." ~ Kaleb ~ Jennifer Hines

What are you doing, Evy?"
"Stopping you from keeping all your emotions to yourself." She released his hand, pushing it down. "Talk to me."
"I do not have anything to say." Kaleb ran his hand through his hair, finally fixing his eyes on her.
"That is a lie. You have plenty to say. And you owe it to me to tell me!"
"I owe it to you? ~ B.C. Morin

With that Nox turned a knob. There was a delay, but that was how the machine worked. First it gathered information about the subject, feeling, sensing - like a fighter in a ring, circling his opponent.
Kaleb sensed it, too. It was as if a doctor palpated his flesh, pushing his skin. It tingled gently. The tingling surged through his whole body. Was this it? Kaleb thought. Visions from his past shot through his brain. His mother. Father. Zenobia. Joan and Reck. The Three Musketeers. Pleasant memories.
Then the machine found what it searched for, and it acted. Waves of pain shot through his entire body, causing him to arch his back. He screamed in agony, his screams reverberating across the canyon. Then all of his muscles constricted. He couldn't breathe, couldn't even scream. It seemed to last forever. It stopped, and his muscles relaxed, allowing him to breath. ~ Cate Campbell Beatty

Before Bryce could say anything else, Kaleb dropped Bryce's hand and threw his arms around him, squeezing tightly.

Bryce rubbed Kaleb's back and kissed his neck. "Whatever it is we'll get through it." Kaleb loosened his hold and Bryce moved back up the bed, laying back and holding his arms out for his boyfriend. Kaleb hesitated a moment, as unused to cuddling as Bryce was.

"Let me hold you?" Bryce asked. Kaleb nodded tiredly and climbed up on the bed, resting his head on Bryce's chest. Sifting his fingers through Kaleb's hair, he murmured, "Just rest. You're safe now."

Kaleb shifted, propped himself up on his elbow, and looked down at him in silence. Bryce smiled softly, wondering what he was thinking. Very slowly, Kaleb lowered his head and brushed a kiss on Bryce's lips, then against his forehead. He nudged Bryce's mouth open with his own and filled it with his tongue. Bryce groaned, meeting him stroke for stroke, grabbing the back of his head, and kissing Kaleb breathless.

Abruptly, Kaleb broke contact and sat up to do away with the rest of his clothes. Bryce did the same, tossing his sleeping shorts across the room, and got on his hands and knees in front of his lover. Kaleb's arms looped around him and lips trailed from his tailbone up to the nape of his neck.

"Not this time," Kaleb said softly at his ear, and rolled Bryce to his back. ~ Jennivie Wirries

I came to a most profound realization. For the first time in my life, I have complete control over what happens in the here and now. It is not a wish. It is not some concoction of false hope. It is reality in here and now.'
HOPE- Season of Romance ~ Kaleb Kilton

All right." Shimmering droplets on her eyelashes, stars caught in transition. "But will you replace it with something for me?"
"Anything." His body was hers.
Brushing her fingers over his lips, she said, "You gave me an eagle. I want to give you one, too." A tender kiss pressed to the scar. "I want us to fly together. ~ Nalini Singh

I realized someone else might tell you you're pretty. I'd do anything to keep you away from that person. ~ Rae Hachton

I'm bigger and meaner than you." Krychek raised an eyebrow. "Bigger, yes. Meaner? Let's leave that an open question. However, ~ Nalini Singh

Limitlessness is the emotion that sunny mornings evoke in me now. A new appreciation for the present moment, untainted by the past or unknown future. ~ Kaleb Kilton

Hey, bro, do you think you can put Shorty back on her chain?"
I stepped forward with my hands on my hips, only slightly intimidated to find Kaleb almost eye level with me when he was seated and I was standing.
"First of all, no one is the boss of me but me. Secondly, if you ever reference my 'chain' again, I will kick your ass." I jabbed him hard in the chest with my finger. Possibly breaking it. "And thirdly, don't call me Shorty."
Kaleb sat silently for a second, his eyes wide as he looked at Michael. "Where did you get her? Can you get me one?"
I blew out a loud, frustrated sigh and dropped down beside Michael, who didn't even try to hide his smile. "You should probably apologize to Emerson."
"I am sorry." Kaleb grinned at me. "Sorry I didn't meet you first. ~ Myra McEntire

We know what you are thinking. It is not girls who need lessons in how to talk on the telephone.
We are experts at it.
Some of us could even medal in it.
The problem is the boys. And they need to shape up.
True, true, true.
However.
The boys are not going to shape up. They are not going to read magazines or informational textbooks such as this one that tell them how to talk to girls on the telephone. And they are not going to magically figure out how to converse either. It is a demonstrated fact that even bona fide boyfriends such as Finn and Jackson and Kaleb are hit with paralyzing stupidity and boringness on the telephone, and you, my girlfriends, you are the only ones who can do anything about it.
Some tried-and-true tips
1. No feelings. Not if you can possibly avoid it. Feelings in person only.
2. No long silences. The male of the species hates long silences. If he is silent, say, "I gotta go, I'll see you later." And hang up. This is mysterious and alluring. And if it is not, at least you don't have any more awkwardness.
3. Some people will tell you that you shouldn't call guys, you should wait for them to call you. Hello? This is the twenty-first century. We can call them.
4. But have a reason. Don't call "just to talk," because they have nothing to talk about. Have a story to tell them, or ask if they watched some TV show just now, or ask about homework, or make a plan for the weekend. ~ E. Lockhart

As for the unexplainable attraction, I've felt it too. But it's not in an 'oh my Goddess she's totally hot and I have to have her' way. It's more like an 'I can't believe my heart feels like its breaking because I made her sad' kind of way." ~ Kaleb ~ Jennifer Hines

Sahara's jaw set in a stubborn line familiar to him from her childhood. "You may carry his genes," she said, "but you are not and never will be Enrique's son." A passionate negation that vibrated with cold fury. "If you were, you wouldn't find pleasure in touching me with care, only in causing me pain." Pressing her fingers to his lips, she shook her head. "You're Kaleb. That is your identity. ~ Nalini Singh

For a chance with you, I can wait. ~ Myra McEntire

She might as well get to know the real you." Michael shrugged.
"I don't appreciate what that implies," Kaleb said through gritted teeth. ~ Myra McEntire

I'm a bad ass. A bad ass who bakes when he's depressed. ~ Myra McEntire

You'll have to be my conscience." He knew his flaws, and he knew the parts of him that were irrevocably broken. "Mine isn't going to grow back. ~ Nalini Singh

Well, Kaleb's voice whispered in Nikita's mind, it seems this will make strange bedfellows out of us all. ~ Nalini Singh

His assurance was enough for her to hold on to the shreds of her sanity . . . because Kaleb never broke his promises. Sahara! I'll come for you! Survive! Survive for me! ~ Nalini Singh

Pain is the best indicator of whether something is an illusion or reality." -Kaleb ~ Nalini Singh

If you don't need my backsight," she said to Kaleb, "then why am I here?"
He rose to his feet and, placing his hands on the table, leaned toward her until she could've reached out and run her fingers along his freshly shaven jaw. "You are here," he said in a tone that made her heart thump wildly against her ribs, "because you belong to me. ~ Nalini Singh

can't unscramble the egg no matter your wisdom and determination ~ Kaleb Kilton

Coincidence is merely the puppeteers' curtain, hiding the hands that pull the world's strings. ~ Kaleb Nation

But … no one had expected Kaleb to come hunting.
No one knew they had taken what belonged to him.
No one alive anyway. ~ Nalini Singh

I'm simply reminding you that you're worth more than what you'll find at the bottom of a bottle. ~ Myra McEntire

Peeling one layer after another and never once getting close enough to the truth. A dive into the deeper and darker and hidden corner of his world. Searching for some kind of light; for his guidance goodwill and affection. ~ Kaleb Kilton

Can I play with her?" Gage asked Kaleb as if Zoey had no say in the matter. ~ Nicole Edwards

It's the darkness of life. The light is here one day and gone the next. Only the fortunate get to take the light for granted. Only the sun is here today and tomorrow. Life and everything else is perishable. Sadness is nothing but a realizationof that impermanence. The expression of our fragility and mortality.
-- Here Tomorrow ~ Kaleb Kilton