Heather R. Blair Quotes & Sayings

You and Jack need to get a move on. I thought for sure he'd have you in bed by now." She folds her arms, eyeing me from head to toe. "What is wrong with you?" My — Heather R. Blair

Did you really think giving yourself up to me would save her?"

Miles gave a wide, slow smile that showed the glint of his fangs, his eyes never leaving Reegan's face even as Kelsey moved into his line of sight.

"Not at all. I merely thought it would give her time to save herself, you deluded piece of shit. — Heather R. Blair

Hope is a deceitful cock tease and I don't trust that bitch — Heather R. Blair

Those arms make me feel safe. He's always made me feel safe. And it's still a goddamn lie. There is nothing about Jack Frost that is safe. — Heather R. Blair

It's funny how Merry brings out everyone's jealous side."

I frown. "What's the appeal of a guy who barely reaches your belly button?"

"Think about what you just said. Carefully. — Heather R. Blair

It's a choice to be trapped. — Heather R. Blair

She'd rather embrace crazy than fake happy.

~Blood in Fire — Heather R. Blair

There was a dark aura about him, a hint of caged power in that deceptively casual, sprawled poise. Danger personified.
If this had been a film she would have expected to hear the warning wail of an electric guitar creep over the soft background bustle of the city. — Heather R. Blair

Death didn't just limit itself to stealing your heart, it went after everything that fed your soul, too. — Heather R. Blair

....hurts like love, I guess. There's always room for more. — Heather R. Blair

Karma was giving every evidence of being just a bit pissed with him already. No need to egg the bitch on. — Heather R. Blair

I'm tempted to do something back, but using magic against fairies is a tricky thing. It tends to be either Oh yay, it worked or Oh shit, I'm a llama. Their own magic throws everything off kilter, like a capricious breeze. — Heather R. Blair

His eyebrows raised. "And you said demons didn't know love."
Guido's laugh was harsh. "Ahh, but haven't you learned by now, bestia? Demons may not be able to lie, but we never tell the truth. — Heather R. Blair

I know what Jack looks like naked. The image has been burned into my brain all these years, haunting my dreams and fantasies, but he's all that I remembered and a bag of chips. The party size. — Heather R. Blair

Donna fight the darkness, nobody. Embrace it. — Heather R. Blair

CHAOS IS THE MASTER ALL MUST BOW TO IN THE END — Heather R. Blair

Tell me you aren't crying. My whole image of you as a bad-ass warrior is crumbling. — Heather R. Blair

Silly Felix, hate and love are the flip sides of the same tarnished coin. — Heather R. Blair

You're going to hell, you know," she hissed.
Scott turned abruptly. "No, lady, you've got it all wrong. I've been to hell. That angel pulled me out." He laughed out loud as the nasty woman's eyes widened and she ran away. It had just hit him.
Angel.
The name he'd always called Des. From day one. A name he'd never used on another woman.
"My angel disguised as a demon," he murmured to himself in wonder.
There was a whole lot of irony in there somewhere. — Heather R. Blair

Being true to yourself is always the right thing to do."

"Is it? Even if you're a monster? — Heather R. Blair

He looked like hell, but damn, if hell didn't look good on him. — Heather R. Blair

Being with you was like sweet April air after a thousand winters. I'd forgotten what it was like to live. — Heather R. Blair

You taught me to love the dark, Aidan. If that 's wrong, then I'm already damned. — Heather R. Blair

The past could destroy you, sink its teeth deep and rip out your heart... Or your soul. She didn't know what was worse. But she knew damn well the man waiting in her office could do both. She wasn't looking forward to facing her past. — Heather R. Blair

Unbidden, a growl escaped him just as his lips brushed that heavenly skin and with one bite he pierced right through it. When her blood hit his tongue, he shook.
It was nectar, hot and wild and sweet, like the fiery kiss of a demon. His fingers twisted up into the glossy knot of hair at her nape, pulling it free, wrapping his fist in that silky skein. Forcing her up as his mouth came down harder, his fangs sliding deeper.
Rissa made a soft sound; whether of pleasure, encouragement or pain, it didn't matter.
Nothing fucking mattered. — Heather R. Blair

Love is giving the people ye love what is best for them, Bav, no' what is best for ye. It doesna matter if it rips yer heart out by the roots first. Ye've never learned tha', no' in yer thousand thousands of years, and ye never will. — Heather R. Blair

The future might be dark, but darkness shared wasn't a thing to be feared.
It was to be embraced. — Heather R. Blair

....you only get one chance at sharing a soul, but that once was enough if it was the right soul. — Heather R. Blair

Being true to yourself it always the right thing to do. — Heather R. Blair

How do you keep all the balls you got dancing in the air from crashing down on your fucking head, Rousseau?"
"Centuries of practice? — Heather R. Blair

He did things with his mouth she'd never even considered before. It was a brutally thorough kiss. Lacey was clinging to him weakly when he finally ended it. "Donna ye taste it?" he whispered, lowering her feet to the rug and peeling her hands from his shoulders. "What?" Lacey asked, seeing him through a haze of shock and desire. "The darkness. — Heather R. Blair

What is it with people wanting to kill me lately? I'm starting to take it personally. — Heather R. Blair