The King Quotes!

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17/02/2014
With a quick shift, Wrath pulled Beth against him, holding her to his naked body. She was a tall female, but even so she barely came up to his pecs, and as he closed his eyes, he curled himself around her.
“I want you to know something,” he said into her hair.
As she went still, he tried to pull something worth hearing out of
his ass. Some string of words that were even in the same zip code as what was doing in his chest.
“What,” she whispered.
“You are everything to me.”
-The King, pg. 24

17/02/2014
Wrath cleared his throat and leaned in. “What . . . what is she wearing?”
“White. Calf-length. Loose. She’s escorted by her brother and carrying a pink rose that Rhage took from the bouquet in the center of the table.” There was a pause. “Her eyes are right on you, and that smile of hers? Million bucks, my friend. Million f**king bucks.”
-The King, pg. 418

22/02/2014
“Xhex is one lucky female,” Beth said roughly.
It’s the other way around. Trust me—why are you looking like that? (Italics.)
“Like what?”
John Matthew seemed to flush. As if you’re going to cry. (Italics.)
She batted away the concern. “Allergies. I always get watery eyes
this time of year. Maybe I’ll pick up some Claritin while we’re out tonight.”
In the middle of December? (Italics.)
-The King, pg. 134

11/03/2014
"When were you going to tell me?" Wrath demanded.
"Tell you what? That you can be a real a**hole? How about right now."
-The King, pg. 120

12/03/2014
Assail reached for the door. "Stay in the car."
"Don't go," Sola blurted.
He glanced back at her. "Be not afraid. They owe me this."
-The King, pg. 207

13/03/2014
Wrath quieted the chaos by curling up a fist and slamming it down on the table. "What's done is done." God, this hurt. "The question is, what now. What is our response , and who the held do they think is going to rule?"
-The King, pg. 340

15/03/2014
"Godd***, female, don't look at me like that," Trez groaned.
"Like what?"
He seemed to roll his hips, and when he mumbled something she also couldn't catch, she breathed deep- and dearest Virgin Scribe, the scent that poured out of him was nothing short of ambrosia in the nose.
"Selena, you gotta go, girl. Please..."
-The King, pg. 124-125

16/03/2014
"Whate'er did you speak?" Xcor asked roughly.
As Layla repeated what she had uttered, her scent was infused with the sharp spice of fear: "You may have me."
-The King, pg. 376