I love you."
Z squeezed his eyes shut. "Don't be a tragedy, Bella.
Tag: love angst zsadist j-r-ward bdb bella
I must confess. Of all of the brotherhood, he was the one I loved first and he remains the one I love the most. For me, he is just the...one.
J.R. WardShe’s a female of worth. Hell, the brothers and I are half in love with her and not just because she’s our queen. Not that we’re, you know, inappropriate about it or anything.
J.R. WardWe don’t have to talk about Zsadist.
That’s okay. He’s the most interesting part of me.
From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now." And he was, with a smile.
J.R. WardTag: king wrath black-dagger-brotherhood j-r-ward rehvenge lover-reborn middle-finger
Tohr shook his head. "If you're going to get plastered, why can't you do it like areal man."
"I like the taste of fruit."
"You are what you drink."
The angel glanced up at the clock, "Shit. I missed Maury. But, I DVR'd Ellen.
Hey, as you leave, Qhuinn wanted to say, will you do me a favor? I think my left ventricle is on the floor, so don't step on it as you pull out? Thanks. Great.
J.R. WardTag: black-dagger-brotherhood j-r-ward blay qhuinn blaylock qhuay
And bottom line, without John by her side, everything seemed to be just a big, resounding meh.
J.R. WardTag: john j-r-ward ward lover-reborn xhex meh
Do not think of him with Blay. Do not think of him with Blay. Do not think of him—
“I didn’t know you were a sherry man.”
“Huh?" Qhuinn glanced down at what he’d poured himself. Fuck. In the midst of the self-lecture, he’d picked up the wrong bottle. “Oh, you know… I’m good with it.”
To prove the point, he tossed back the hooch—and nearly choked as the sweetness hit his throat.
He served himself another only so he didn’t look like the kind of idiot who wouldn’t know what he was dishing out into his own glass.
Okay, gag. The second was worse than the first.
From out of the corner of his eye, he watched Saxton settle in at the table, the brass lamp in front of him casting the most perfect glow over his face. Shiiiiiit, he looked like something out of a Ralph Lauren ad, with his buff-colored tweed jacket and his pointed pocket square and that button-down/sweater vest combo keeping his fucking liver cozy.
Meanwhile, Qhuinn was sporting hospital scrubs, bare feet. And sherry.
Tag: sherry black-dagger-brotherhood j-r-ward qhuinn saxton
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.
Tag: black-dagger-brotherhood j-r-ward slipknot lover-avenged tohrment tohr lassiter
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