Lover Avenged (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #7) QUOTES

61 " Jesus Christ. This evening, which hadn’t even started out so well, had turned into a sixteen-car pileup on the road to relationshipville. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover Avenged (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #7)

62 " Just so we’re clear. You die? I’m going to skin that bitch alive in the s’Hisbe tradition and send the strips back to your uncle. Then I’m going to spit-roast her carcass and chew the meat from her bones.” Rehv smiled a little, thinking it wasn’t cannibalism, because on a genetic level Shadows had as much in common with sympaths as humans did with chickens. “Hannibal Lecter motherfucker,” he murmured. “You know how we do.” Trez shook the water off his hand. “Symphaths… it’s what’s for dinner.” “You going to bust out the fava beans?” “Nah, but I might have a nice Chianti with her, and some pommes frites. I gotta have some tater with my meat. Come on, let’s get you under the water and wash that bitch’s stank off.” Trez "

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63 " Yay. Rah. Go, him. Next tat he got was going to be of the frickin’ halo over his head. As "

― J.R. Ward , Lover Avenged (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #7)

64 " God, I love you guys,” Beth said. There was a lot of deep laughter, and then Hollywood said, “You want us to stab the floor for you again? Fists are for kings, but the queen gets the daggers.” “I wouldn’t want you to take chips out of this beautiful floor. Thank you, though.” “Say the word and it’s nothing but rubble.” Beth laughed. “Be still, my heart.” The "

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65 " The two of them paused at the first of the three steps up onto the front porch. Man, some open doors were not welcoming, and that was so the case here—less hi-how’re-ya, more come-in-so-your-skin-can-be-used-to-make-a-super-hero-cape-for-one-of-Hannibal-Lecter’s-patients. Lash grinned. Whoever was in this house was so his peeps. "

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66 " So, what are we doing tonight? Wait, let me guess, sitting in morose silence. Or, no…you’re mixing it up. Brooding with soulful intensity, right? What a fucking wild child you are. Whoo. Hoo. Next thing you know, you’ll be opening for Slipknot.” With "

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67 " liked the evil in themselves too much to be trusted. "

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68 " Don’t stop now,” Rehv said. “You’ve already jumped off the building. The landing isn’t getting any softer.”
Montrag frowned. “I fail to view this with your kind of levity.”
“Who’s laughing.”

-Rehv & Montrag "

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69 " Payne nailing him in the face woke him up.
George brought him back his independence.
But Beth handed him his crown. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover Avenged (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #7)

70 " To pass the time, he hunted through the apartment, patting surfaces down with his palms in an attempt to find computers, extra phones, more goddamn guns. He’d just returned to the second bedroom when something ricocheted off the window.
Wrath unholstered his forty again and back-flatted it on the wall next to the window. With his hand, he sprang the lock and pushed the sheet of glass open a crack.
The cop’s Boston accent was about as subtle as a loudspeaker. “Yo, Rapunzel, you going to let down your frickin’ hair, there?”
“Shh, you wanna wake the neighbors?”
“Like they can hear anything over that TV? Hey, this is the bat epi…”
Wrath left Butch to talk to himself, putting his gun back on his hip, pushing the window wide, then heading for the closet.
The only warning he gave the cop as he winged the first two-hundred-pound crate out of the building was, “Brace yourself, Effie.”
“Jesus Ch—” A grunt cut off the swearing.
Wrath poked his head out of the window and whispered, “You’re supposed to be a good Catholic. Isn’t that blasphemy?”
Butch’s tone was like someone had pissed out a fire on his bed. “You just threw half a car at me with nothing but a quote from Mrs. fucking Doubtfire.”
“Put on your big-girl pants and deal.”
As the cop cursed his way over to the Escalade, which he’d managed to park under some pine trees, Wrath headed back to the closet.
When Butch returned, Wrath heaved again. “Two more.”
There was another grunt and a rattle. “Fuck me.”
“Not on your life.”
“Fine. Fuck you.”

-Butch & Wrath "

― J.R. Ward , Lover Avenged (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #7)

71 " I’m glad you’re going,” Catya said as she erased the night roster from the whiteboard.
“Considering you’re my boss, that makes me nervous. I’d rather have you happy to see me coming into the clinic.”
“No, it’s not about work. I’m glad you’re going out tonight.”
Ehlena frowned and looked around. By some miracle, they were alone. “Who says I’m going anywhere but home?”
“A female going home doesn’t change out of her uniform here. And she doesn’t worry about how her footwear goes with her skirt. I’ll spare you the who-is-he.”
“That’s a relief.”

-Catya & Ehlena "

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72 " Clearly his next tat needed to be more along the lines of a donkey. ’Cuz he was acting like an ass.

-Rehv's thoughts "

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73 " We’re vampires,” he said. “Not fairies.”
“Sometimes I’m not so sure about that. You see that study your king hangs out in?”
“He’s nearly blind.”
“Which explains why he hasn’t hanged himself in that pastel train wreck.”
“I thought you were bitching about the gloom-and-doom decorating?”
“I free-associate. "

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74 " There was a soft chiming sound, which meant, tragedy of tragedies, the angel had just popped himself up onto the countertop. “So, what are we doing tonight? Wait, let me guess, sitting in morose silence. Or, no…you’re mixing it up. Brooding with soulful intensity, right? What a fucking wild child you are. Whoo. Hoo. Next thing you know, you’ll be opening for Slipknot.”
With a curse, Tohr stood up and went over to turn on the shower, hoping that if he refused to look at the loudmouth, Lassiter would get bored more quickly and move on to ruin someone else’s afternoon. "

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75 " Without time,” the angel said, “you have only the bottomless, shapeless mire of eternity.”
“FYI, philosophy bores me.”
“Not philosophy. Reality. Time is what gives life significance. "

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76 " Wrath watched the doctor go through the little monitoring room and out into the hall.
A moment later, she returned with the tall, thin physician. Havers bowed to him and to Beth through the glass and then went over to the monitors.
Both of them assumed the identical pose: bent at the waist, hands in the pockets, brows down low over their eyes.
“Do they coach them to do that in medical school?” Beth said.
“Funny, I was wondering the same thing.”

-Beth & Wrath "

― J.R. Ward , Lover Avenged (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #7)

77 " Spending time with you is like watching paint dry.” Lassiter’s voice echoed up to the stalactites hanging from the Tomb’s high ceiling. “Except without the home improvement—which is a tragedy, given how this place looks. Do you guys always go for the gloom and doom? You never hear of Pottery Barn?”

-Lassiter to Tohr "

― J.R. Ward , Lover Avenged (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #7)

78 " Well,” Ehlena said awkwardly, “I can answer the question about my favorite color if you like. Might keep things from getting too heavy.”
Rehv shook himself back into gear. “And what would it be?”
Ehlena cleared her throat a little. “My favorite color is…amethyst.”
Rehv smiled until his cheeks hurt. “I think that’s a great color for you to like. A perfect color.”

-Ehlena & Rehv "

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79 " I feel like I am wlaking down into a porn movie" V mutteres as they took the steps with care.
"Wouldn't that require more black candles for you", Zsadist cracked..... "

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80 " Standing at the foot of the grand staircase, Wrath finished prepping for the meeting with the glymera by drawing a Kevlar vest onto his shoulders.
“It’s light.”
“Weight doesn’t always do you better,” V said as he fired up a hand-rolled and snapped his gold lighter shut.
“You sure about that.”
“When it comes to bulletproof vests, I am.” Vishous exhaled, the smoke momentarily shading his face before it floated upward to the ornate ceiling. “But if it’ll make you feel better, we can strap a garage door on your chest. Or a car, for that matter.”

-Wrath & Vishous "

― J.R. Ward , Lover Avenged (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #7)