Top 450 J.R. Ward Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “Butch came around in front, twisting the shirt he’d taken off into a rope. Thanks to all the lifting they’d been doing, the male’s chest and arm muscles were thickening up, and he hadn’t been small to begin with. He couldn’t pull the kind of iron Rhage did, but for a human, the guy was a bulldozer. “You’re getting into some kind of shape, cop.” “Aw, come on, now.” Butch grinned. “Don’t let that shower we took go to your head.”

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352. “He had a weakness, though. All of us do, and those of us who think they do not are not being honest.”

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

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354. “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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355. “Nothing bubbled up from the depths. For once, the present was so alive and captivating that the past was not even an echo or a shadow-she was, in this moment, wiped clean.”

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

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357. “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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358. “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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359. “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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360. “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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361. “Payne nailing him in the face woke him up. George brought him back his independence. But Beth handed him his crown.”

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362. “You’re not half the male you could be because of what was done to you. You’re twice what anyone else is because you survived.”

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363. “He came into her life wearing a Syracuse ball cap and blue jeans that had holes in them.”

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364. “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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365. “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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366. “Phury laid a hard one on the male’s mouth, the kiss a punch between faces, not anything even remotely sexual. And he did it only to wipe the expression off the bastard’s face. It worked. The Reverend stiffened and growled, and Phury knew he’d called the guy’s bluff. But just to make sure the lesson was learned, he clipped the male’s lower lip with a fang.”

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

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369. “Wrath to Butch : I always knew you were a royal; just didn’t think it went past the pain-in-the-ass part is all.”

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370. “We were always every age we had ever been.”

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

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372. “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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373. “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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374. “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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375. “Funny how your life could be interrupted: You left a house expecting to come back, but then the path you were on took you left instead of around again to the right. How.”

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

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377. “Every part of him wanted to stay with Jo. Make sure she was okay. Attend to her every need, bringing her the choicest food and cleanest drink, securing her a warm and dry shelter, along with clothes that were of fabrics and colors of her preference. He wanted to sleep with her up against his body, skin to skin, a dagger in his right hand, a gun under his pillow, a length of chain beneath the bed, to ensure her protection against anything and everybody that would hurt her.”

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

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

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

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

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384. “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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385. “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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386. “I love you, Lassiter,” she said without looking away from her daughter. “I know.” Mary glanced back at him. “Did you just quote Harrison Ford to me.” “Yes, Leia. And it’s also true. Go on, Mother, she’s safe.”

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

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388. “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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389. “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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390. “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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391. “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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392. “As she shuffled back, he glanced down at the tent between his legs. Christ, that goddamn thing in there was huge; he looked like he had another arm in his pants.”

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

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397. “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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398. “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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399. “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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400. “What do you think?” she asked in his voice. “We should totally remember this for Halloween, right?”

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