Brad Quotes

“I like her," Brad said, chuckling.
"For a Red Sox tee shirt wearing woman I guess she's okay," Jason grumbled.
"Does no one care that she just manhandled me?" Trevor demanded, facing the men who should be properly outraged on his behalf.
Jason snorted. "A s long as she brings me food she can bitch slap you and call you spanky."
Trevor narrowed his eyes on the men who dared laugh at his pain.
Betraying bastards.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Perfection

“Jason felt all the blood drain out of his face. He stood there as the reality of Mitch’s words hit him hard. One day it would be another man Haley would talk to, watch games with, or just sit in absolute peaceful silence while they worked or ate, and worst of all it would be another man holding Haley in his arms at night.

'Fuck…,' he gasped.

'Oh great, you broke him! Are you happy now?' Brad demanded. 'Come on, buddy, we’ll get you fixed up with a cold beer and a plate of hot wings. How does that sound? Does that sound good?' Numbly, Jason nodded.”
― R.L. Mathewson, Playing for Keeps

“Can I tell you something?" He tilted his head, moving in closer still, so close that she could feel his breath against her cheek. "Do you want to know what my grandma used to say about kisses on the forehead?"
He pressed his lips to her brow, holding the silk soft kiss for a long moment while Isobel stood in place, unable to bring herself to shove him away.
"She told me it’s the kind of kiss we save for the dead.”
― Kelly Creagh, Enshadowed

“Men suck.
- Not all men. Just the really good ones.”
― Cynthia Leitich Smith, Tantalize

“Dupa ce ti-ai carat crucea tot anul, bradul de Craciun e o bagatela.”
― Teodor Burnar, Viata mea

“They walked over to it and Brad bent down gingerly: "It's a leg all right," he said.”
― Shirley Jackson

“ “But you know a way to catch him?” Nate said.
“I do.”
Brad slapped another photo on the table. A smiling teenage girl with blue eyes and blond hair streaked with red.
“Cute,” Carter grunted. “Let me guess, this guy has a crush on her.”
“More than just a crush. It’s his girlfriend.”
They looked surprised. The cute smiling girl definitely did not seem like a romantic match for the scowling brute in the other photos. But Brad had done enough surveillance to be sure of his facts.
“She’s another subject, one who escaped with your grandson and his foster brother. She’s a necromancer.”
Carter’s face screwed up. “A what?”
“Someone who can speak to the dead,” Theo said. “Like the Alpha’s girlfriend. The one on TV.”
“She’s hot,” Nate said.
“Little young for you,” Carter said, still eying the photo.
“I meant the one on TV,” Nate said. “So the kid’s got it bad for this girl?”
“He does, and he already has a werewolf’s protective instinct in spades. He’s the same way with his foster brother, which would be the backup plan, but the brother is a sorcerer and knows self-defense. A necromancer has no defensive powers and this one’s a tiny thing. She’s his weakness. That’s how Liam and Ramon got close enough to fight him. They made a tactical mistake, though. They settled for teasing and threatening her, which only pissed the boy off enough to fight. If you want him, you just need to take her. He’ll come running.” ”
― Kelley Armstrong, Belonging

“«Quando ti apri agli elementi, questo è quello che succede.»
«Agli elementi? Vuoi dire alle persone?» chiesi.
«Voglio dire che tutto quello che faccio è rilassarmi ed essere me stesso, ma quando lo faccio
abbasso la guardia e finisco su un ottovolante emotivo che non appartiene alla mia vita.»
«Come fai a sapere che non è così?»
«Beh, sono nella posizione migliore per sapere cosa appartiene alla mia vita e cosa no.»”
― Lou Watton, Trilogia Provenzale

“Police should Stop & Frisk White people too. They have better drugs!”
― Brad Bathgate , Don't beat your children or they'll turn out like me

“Ma questo... tu puoi chiamarla telepatia. Era una prova materiale che eravamo connessi. E ho cominciato a pensare che
probabilmente è questo ciò che è l'amore. Quando non è necessario troppo tempo per essere vicini.
E come collidere e cominciare immediatamente a fondersi.”
― Lou Watton, Just Past Midnight, Munich Time