J.R. Ward, Lover Unbound

"Man, it was a good thing vampires didn't get cancer. Lately he'd been chain-smoking like a felon."

"Okay, well...how's that water feeling, then' 'Excuse me' 'The Nile warm this time of the year?"

"You've always been there for me. Always. Even when I…" V"Even when you what" B"You know." V"What" B"Fuck. Even when I was in love with you. Or some shit." VButch clasped his hands to his chest. "Was? Was? I can't believe you've lost interest." He threw one arm over his eyes, all Sarah Bernhardt. "My dreams of our future are shattered—" B"Shut it, cop." VButch looked out from under his arm. "Are you kidding me? The reality show I had planned was fantastic. Was going to pitch it to VH1. Two Bites Are Better Than One. We were going to make millions ." B"Oh, for the love."

"But then, gifts are like beauty, are they not. It is in the eye of the recipient that they find their seat, not in the hand of the giver."

"Letting go meant you accepted what couldn't be changed. You didn't try to hold on to hope in order to coerce a change in fortune...nor did you battle against superior forces of fate and try to make them capitulate to your will...nor did you beg for salvation because you assumed you knew better. Letting go meant you stared at what was before you with clear eyes, recognizing that unfettered choice was the exception and destiny the rule."

"A book unopened alters not the ink on its pages. What is there is there."

"They don't fit you" V asked his roommate."Not the point. No offense, but these are wicked Village People." Butch held his heavy arms out and turned in a circle, his bare chest catching the light. "I mean, come on."They're for fighting, not fashion."So are kilts, but you don't see me rocking the tartan."And thank God for that. You're too bowlegged to pull that shit off."Butch assumed a bored expression. "You can bite"

"V settled back against the pillows and measured the hard line of her chin."Take off your coat."Excuse me"Take it off."No."I want it off."Then I suggest you hold your breath. Won't affect me in the slightest, but at least the suffocation will help pass the time for you."

"An active mind didn't need distractions in its physical environment. It needed a collection of outstanding books and a good lamp. Maybe some cheese and crackers."

"V had a passing thought that she used the word "anyway" like an eraser on a crowded chalkboard. She said it whenever she needed to clear off the things she'd just shared to make room for more."

"Gimme an S! A T! An O! A C! Followed by a K-H-O-L-M! What's it spell? HEAD FUCK.- Jane"

"They don't fit you" V asked his roommate. "Not the point. No offense, but these are wicked Village People." Butch held his heavy arms out and turned in a circle, his bare chest catching the light. "I mean, come on."They're for fighting, not fashion."So are kilts, but you don't see me rocking the tartan."And thank God for that. You're too bowlegged to pull that shit off."Butch assumed a bored expression. "You can bite me."

"Tell you what, you let me go, and I’ll ask you plenty of questions about your race. Until then, I’m slightly distracted with how this little vacation on the good ship Holy Sh*t is going to pan out for me."

"Terrific. A bisexual dominant vampire with kidnapping expertise."

"There aren't any syringes." Red Sox came over and held a sterile pack out. When she tried to take it from him, he kept a grip on the thing. "I know you'll use this wisely."Wisely" She snapped the syringe out of his hand. "No, I'm going to poke him in the eye with it. Because that's what they trained me to do in medical school."

"You so need to lighten up about that potato-launcher incident," Butch said. Phury rolled his eyes and eased back in the banquette. "You broke my window."Of course we did. V and I were aiming for it."Twice."Thus proving that he and I are outstanding marksmen."

"You would have made a fine warrior, you know that"I am one. Death is my enemy."Yeah, it is, isn't it." God, it made such sense that he'd bonded with her. She was a fighter… like him. "Your scalpel's your dagger."Yup."

"Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core. And both endings are equally painful."