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Crave (Fallen Angels, #2) QUOTES

Crave (Fallen Angels, #2) QUOTES

1 " But that was life: Nobody got a guided tour to their own theme park. You had to hop on the rides as they presented themselves, never knowing whether you would like the one you were in line for...or if the bastard was going to make you throw up your corn dog and your cotton candy all over the place. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

2 " Time to the face the music, "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

3 " the only one who wanted to be free. Surprise, surprise. CHAPTER "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

4 " and Billy rolled in. “Thought you might like some wake-up.” Bingo, "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

5 " Isaac Rothe, Matthias "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

6 " husband and my family and the better half of WriterDog. Prologue "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

7 " All around, grown men were getting out of cars and shoving at each other like fifteen-year-olds, the bunch of juiced-up, armchair quarterbacks ready to peanut-gallery it up: The closest they were going to get to the octagon was standing on the outside of the chicken wire looking in. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

8 " Bottom line? As much as you
wanted someone to change and believed they could, they were in control of their life. Not you. And you could throw yourself against the wall of their choices until you were black-and-blue and dizzy as hell, but unless they decided to take a different road, the outcome wasn’t going to be what you wanted. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

9 " Destiny was a machine built over time, each choice that you made in life adding another gear, another conveyor belt, another assemblyman. Where you ended up was the product that was spit out at the end—and there was no going back for a redo. You couldn‟t take a peek at what you‟d manufactured and decide, Oh, wait, I wanted to make sewing machines instead of machine guns; let me go back to the beginning and start again. One shot. That was all you got. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

10 " Fucking lilacs. I'm the only immortal with allergies. I swear.' - Eddie, Crave "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

11 " You sure about this?" he asked in a guttural voice. "I get down on that mattress right now, I'm not stopping until I'm inside of you. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

12 " ...He palmed up the life Alert. Death Alert was more like it: Help, I haven't fallen and I'm standing up-can you come and rectify this problem? - Isaac "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

13 " One shot. That was all you got. - Isaac "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

14 " The mind...the mind was the most powerful force for and against someone. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

15 " The bottom line is...if you were in the civilian population, you'd be a serial killer. Working for the government means you get to wave the American flag around when it suits you, but the truth is, you do what you do because you enjoy picking the wings off of flies. And everybody's an insect in your eyes. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

16 " G'on now.' he murmured with that Southern drawl. 'Lie on back and let me take care of you. I promise to go slow...real slow.' - Issac Rothe, Crave "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

17 " A gust of wind went Nike across the flat landscape "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

18 " Will you take me to the motherboard," he said, turning around to her. The and into your bed part he left off. What a gentleman. "Of course. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

19 " As much as you wanted someone to change and believed they could, they were in control of their life. Not you. And you could throw yourself against the wall of their choices until you were black-and-blue and dizzy as hell, but unless they decided to take a different road, the outcome wasn’t going to be what you wanted. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)

20 " Holy hell, the Grim Reaper was no makeup artist; that was for sure. Even Goths had better complexions. “Hey, don’t be harshing on my peeps,” Adrian cut in. “I’d do one of us way before some SoCal bimbo with plastic melons and a spray tan.” “Stop reading my mind, motherfucker. And you’d do the bimbo anyway.” Adrian grinned and flexed his heavy arms. “Yeah. I would. And her sister. "

― J.R. Ward , Crave (Fallen Angels, #2)