Top 450 J.R. Ward Quotes (2025 Update)
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351. “Ivie lowered her coffee cup onto its saucer. “You would do that? I mean, Silas, seriously, these are not your peeps. My dad has tattoos and a Harley. He and my mahmen live in a prefab house out on a farm, and eat their own chickens. We’re talking beer out of a can, a store-bought cake, and hunting dogs running around under the table.”

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352. “Rhage lay down on top of the comforter and crossed his feet at the ankles. Everything irritated him, the hot room, the PJs, the robe. Now he knew what presents felt like, all trussed up in paper and ribbons: itchy. “Do you normally wear all that to bed?” she asked. “Absolutely.” “Then why’s the tag still on that robe?” “In case I want another, I’ll know what it is.”

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353. “In so many ways, he had wanted this his whole life – or at least ever since he’d survived his transition and had any sexual impulse at all. This moment was the culmination of countless daydreams and innumerable fantasies, his secret desire made manifest.”

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354. “Bad deeds like beauty, are in the eye of the beholder.”

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355. “And he was not lonely. Never had been. Vengeance was one hell of a roommate.”

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356. “Honestly, you stretch those vowels out any longer and we’re going to have to put you on life support.” – Ivie.”

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357. “Life was too short, no matter how long you lived.”

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358. “Like, bring on the daggers, get the salt, let’s do this thing.”

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359. “The guy stroked his goatee. “What do you call twenty guys watching the world series?” “The New York Yankees,” Butch replied.”

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360. “But that was the beauty of inner thoughts. No one had to know your weaknesses. And once you’d finished dwelling on them, you could toss them into the mental trash bin they belonged in.”

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361. “I have dreamed of touching you.”

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362. “The one good thing about the Angels was they always colored within the lines. They had to. Suckers.”

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363. “But if you had to have something to live for, it might as well be love, right?”

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364. “Staring at her in his arms, he knew that he would lay his life down for hers without regret. He would slay dragons and move mountains for her. He would conquer whole worlds at her command and starve to skin and bones just to ensure she had food. She was not his sun or moon, but his galaxy.”

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365. “Chaos and love when hand in hand and oh, the glorious grace of the world because of it.”

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366. “When you were young, you thought time was a burden, something to be discharged as fast as possible so you could be grown-up. But it was such a bait-n-switch – when you were an adult, you came to realize that minutes and hours were the single most precious thing you had.”

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367. “Cause nothing said lovin’ like a shitload of motion detectors.”

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368. “When the coffee had finished brewing, he took the pot out from under, poured the entire sugar bowl into it, and followed that up with as much of the half-and-half as he could fit in. Then he took a test sip.”

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369. “High above, the rafters were made of old wood, and sturdy as the mountain the house had been built on, and across the way, sixteen coffins were stacked one upon the next, as if they were nothing but moving boxes from U-Haul. The.”

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370. “All right, then, her first rule for the rest of her days: no more looking outside for definitions. She might not have any clue who she was, but better to be lost and searching than shoved into a social box by someone else.”

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371. “If I could, I would bleed out in your arms. I can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be when I die.”

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372. “She looked into the room. So many machines and wires and tubes – a reminder that the human body was an incredible miracle, its countless autonomic functions a gift when they were operating as intended, and a cumbersome nightmare to have to approximate when they were not.”

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373. “Sometimes life brought you to corners that you saw coming, big changes altering your direction and focus thanks to a given event, like a mating or the birth of a young. Other times, though, the glacial shifts came without warning, popping out of nowhere.”

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374. “Sometimes the only thing that got you through hell was that you were in too deep to pull out.”

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375. “And bottom line, without John by her side, everything seemed to be just a big, resounding meh.”

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376. “Do you like what you see?” he said in a quiet voice.”

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377. “I got to go! Bye!” “You’re ammmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaazing – ” Click. This time when she put her cell phone back down, she felt as light and frothy as the bubbles in a champagne flute. And a little drunk, too.”

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378. “I had her all over my face. It was fantastic.”

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379. “When do we ever know what we’re walking into,” he said in a low voice. “Destiny is not a straightaway. It’s cluttered with corners and all of them are dark. We make the turns we do... and find ourselves where we are.”

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380. “What do you think?” she asked in his voice. “We should totally remember this for Halloween, right?”

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381. “And then he let out a predatory hiss – – and bit her so hard she had to hold back a curse. Now.”

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382. “There is no fight – I’m yours. If you want, here and now. Or later. A week, a month, years from now.”

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383. “Hollywood Expressed his inner Godzilla again” V to Z.”

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384. “In the Old Language, he whispered, “I am barren of words, my female. For no sounds from my mouth are worthy of your hearing.”

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385. “But Tudor mansions on manicured grounds didn’t look right with their grand front doors wide open to the night. It was like a debutante flashing her bra thanks to a wardrobe malfunction.”

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386. “McDonald’s, he thought. Why couldn’t she have wanted Mickey D’s. Or Pizza Hut. Taco Hell –.”

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387. “I would rather be in a hovel with you than a castle with anybody else.”

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388. “Course, I always knew you were a royal. Just didn’t know it went past the pain-in-the-ass part.”

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389. “Sometimes the changes in life came at you so fast, and with such fury, there was no way to keep up with reality. It took time for things to sink in, the new equilibrium establishing itself only after some period of your brain sloshing back and forth against the walls of your head. He was still in the slosh zone.”

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390. “Going over to their prisoner, Vishous performed a visual assessment on Xcor. When they’d brought the bastard in here, V had strapped him onto the wooden slab table face-up and spread-eagled, locking stainless-steel cuffs on those wrists and ankles and around that thick neck – and what do you know, the guy was right where he’d left him. Color was passable. Eyes were closed. Head wound at the rear of the skull was no longer leaking, having healed already.”

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391. “And the storm he was deliberately creating raked over the decimated landscape of his soul, obscuring the ragged, desolated mess he was.”

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392. “If any harm shall befall him, I will come after you, and find you where you sleep. I do not care where you lay your head or who with, my vengeance shall rain upon you until you drown.”

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393. “Don’t think I was the only reason he healed. You’re his light, Marissa. Don’t ever forget that.”

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394. “You know, you handled yourself last night. Don’t know many humans who would have taken on Rhage or me. Much less in front of all the brothers.” “Ah, now, don’t get all mushy on me. We ain’t dating.”

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395. “I’m not cock-blocking for kicks and giggles. The mother ship called.”

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396. “Blay went back to the door. “I love you with everything I’ve got, and when you and Layla had those kids? You gave me a complete family. And I want my family back, the whole thing – and that includes Layla.” “Blay, please – ” “That’s my condition. And I’m going to make it stick. See you out in the field.” –.”

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397. “And it was hard, when you were in a dark place, to be around those who were not. You didn’t want to bring anybody down, but you also couldn’t fake the happiness.”

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398. “You bring me to my knees and lift me up at the same time. It’s the definition of magic.”

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399. “Caregivers had to take care of themselves, and part of that meant having a life beyond whatever illness had put them in their cole.”

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400. “Destiny is not a straightaway. It’s cluttered with corners and all of them are dark. We make the turns we do... and find ourselves where we are.”

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