Aug 7, 2025
Horny TOME Memes Compilation
ive been sitting on these for a while
includes some hc's
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Horny TOME Memes Compilation
ive been sitting on these for a while
includes some hc's
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"Don't be an asshole" Rhage summed up the regurgitation with two words: "Kettle.Black." Fucking hell. "Did you guys plan that out?" "Yeah and if you don't fight us"- Hollywood bit down on the grape Tootsie Pop-"we'll do it again- only with the dance moves this time" "Spare me." "Fine.Unless you agree to home it,we WILL rock the dance moves." To prove the point ,the moron linked his palms behind his head and started doing something obscene with his hips. Which was backed up by a series of,"Uh-huh,uh-huh,ohhhh, yeeeeeeah,who's your daddy..." The others looked at Rhage like he'd grown a horn in the middle of his forehead. Nothing unusual there. And Tohr knew that, in spite of this ridiculous diversion,if he didn't cave,the lot of them would crawl so far up his ass,he'd be coughing up shitkickers. Rhage wheeled around,shoved out his butt,and started slapping his moneymaker like it was bread dough. "For the love of the Virgin Scribe,"Z muttered "put us out of this misery, and go the fuck home" Someone else chimed in, "You know, I never thought there were advantages to being blind..." "Or deaf" "Or mute," somebody added” ― J.R. Ward, Lover Reborn
“This is Lassiter, the fallen angel. One of the last times he was on earth, there was a plague in central Europe—” “Okay, that was so not my fault—” “—that wiped out two-thirds of the human population.” “I’d like to remind you that you don’t like humans.” “They smell bad when they’re dead.” “All you mortal types do.”
Wrath and Lassiter
Mhm...John or Thorment? :)
Love Reborn / Lover at last.
Quindi, eccoci qui, ho appena finito Rinascita e troneggia giĂ in libreria vicino a quelli della sua specie. (?).
Libro perfetto. Ho amato e odiato Thor, Autumn è perfetta per lui, anche se, anche se. Insomma, davvero, non è possibile metterla al di sopra di Wellsie. E' un personaggio che ho amato troppo e ho pianto troppo per lei.  Autumn è okay, ma non credo che potrò mai adorarla.
Parlando degli altri personaggi, il piĂą odioso è stato quello di Layla. E mi dispiace che abbia un nome del genere, perchĂ© mi ricorda un casino Reira di Nana. Credo che abbiamo anche lo stesso carattere un po' ingenuo.Â
Ha incastrato Qhuinn. Con un figlio. Per puro egoismo. Per avere qualcosa di proprio. Ma porca puttana, Qhuinn, ti taglio il pisello! Dovesse poi avere gli occhi bicolor (?) come lui, verrebbe trattato al suo stesso modo. Magari non ripudiato, ma emarginato di sicuro. P E N S A R E. Lo si fa col cervello, non col pene.
Ho invece adorato John Matthew e Xhex. Ho sofferto con loro, si può dire. E sono stata felice quando Xhex si è riappacificata con Autumn. Sono perfette insieme, le adoro. John si è comportato proprio come un figlio con Thor, soprattutto quando hanno celebrato il funerale di Wellesandra. La scena più commovente di sempre.
Tutto questo per dire che adesso sono troppo presa bene e devo aspttare troppissimo per Lover at Last ( Qhuinn e Blaylock *-* anche se prevedo drammi) e chissĂ quando per The King. Quindi, posso giĂ dire che i prossimi due libri sono dei capolavori, per il semplice fatto che parlano delle mie due coppie preferite in assoluto.Â
J. R. Ward, grazie per distruggermi l'anima con ogni tuo libro.
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''Du findest eindeutig Gefallen daran dich zu quälen.'' ''Du bist nichts als ein Opfer, dass Freude am Leid hat.'' - Thorment, BlackDagger [Well said. Nein ich reflektiere es nicht auf mich, weil ich nicht so bin. Ich finde die Sätze einfach nur gut.]
Das Signal der Sicherheitstür piepste, und er sprang auf, ging an den Bildschirm und blickte vorsichtshalber zweimal hin, bevor er den Öffner betätigte. Lassiter kam alleine an, wahrscheinlich weil Doc Jane mittlerweile in die Höhle zurückgekehrt war. Er war vollkommen nackt ... und unversehrt. Keine Einschusslöcher, keine Narben, nicht einmal ein blauer Fleck. "Wenn du mich noch länger so anstarrst, musst du mich bald mal zum Essen einladen." Thor funkelte den Engel an. "Was, zur Hölle, hast du dir dabei gedacht?" Lassiter hob mahnend den Zeigefinger. "Du musst reden. Vor allem, was letzte Nacht betrifft." Damit schlendert Lassiter nackt und völlig unbekümmert ins Billardzimmer in Richtung Bar. Wenigstens verdeckte der Tresen sein Gemächt, als er dahinter stand und sich ein Glas füllte. "Scotch? Gin? Bourbon?", erkundigte er sich. "Ich persönlich genehmige mir einen Orgasmus." Thor rieb sich das Gesicht. "Kannst du dieses Wort in meiner Gegenwart bitte meiden, solange du im Adamskostüm steckst?" Das verannlasste den Engel natürlich zu einem ausgiebigen "Oooooorgasmus, Oooooorgasmus, Ooooorgasmus" zur Melodie von Beethovens Fünfter.
J.R. Ward - Liebesmond
"I hate the anonymity of it. I hate the way my chest aches afterward. I hate the smells on my body and in my hair when i come home. But most of all, i hate the fact that I'm going to have to do it again because if i don't, I could end up hurting one of you guys or some innocent bystander." He exhaled through his mouth. "And those two sisters you're so impressed with? See, heres the thing. I only pick the ones who don't give a shit about who they're with, because otherwise its not fair. Those two bar chippies checked out my watch and my roll and figured i was a pimp trophy. The fucking was about as intimate as a car accident. And tonight? You're going home to Wellsie. I'm going home alone. Just like i did yesterday. Just like I'm going to do the day after. The whoring isn't fun for me, and its been killing me for years, so please give it a rest, dig?"
Rhage to Thorment in Lover Eternal by J.R Ward