Quotes about Divinities

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Are you always so mistrusting?” he said, lifting a brow.“When my escort is a demon, yes. — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
Are you always so mistrusting?” he said, lifting a brow.“When my escort is a demon, yes. — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
You like playing with fire?”“Yes. It is my favorite element.” She extracted her arm from his grip and stepped inside the — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
You like playing with fire?”“Yes. It is my favorite element.” She extracted her arm from his grip and stepped inside the — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
He made a sound close to a growl before speaking. “Why do you resist my assistance?”She stopped walking and faced him. “ — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
He made a sound close to a growl before speaking. “Why do you resist my assistance?”She stopped walking and faced him. “ — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
She sagged against the wall, finding it hard to breathe. It wasn’t from fear. Gods, she hadn’t been that turned on in ye — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
She sagged against the wall, finding it hard to breathe. It wasn’t from fear. Gods, she hadn’t been that turned on in ye — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
His power reached out to her like physical touch of a lover, sending tingles over her skin. His sculptured body moved in — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
His power reached out to her like physical touch of a lover, sending tingles over her skin. His sculptured body moved in — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
His hand came out and captured her by the chin. She froze, finding it hard to breathe as he gently raised her face to me — Lia Davis
His hand came out and captured her by the chin. She froze, finding it hard to breathe as he gently raised her face to me — Lia Davis
Her blond hair hung loose, cascading around her shoulders, and stopping over her breasts. She turned toward him, violet — Lia Davis
Her blond hair hung loose, cascading around her shoulders, and stopping over her breasts. She turned toward him, violet — Lia Davis
A sudden intake of breath escaped her as soon as his lips touched the backs of her fingers. His rose birthmark tingled a — Lia Davis
A sudden intake of breath escaped her as soon as his lips touched the backs of her fingers. His rose birthmark tingled a — Lia Davis
She was the one person he’d hoped to avoid as much as possible when he’d taken his place as Sheriff of Maxville. It wasn — Lia Davis
She was the one person he’d hoped to avoid as much as possible when he’d taken his place as Sheriff of Maxville. It wasn — Lia Davis
The slam of a car door drew her attention to a new arrival. Maxville Deputy Sheriff Zach Manus emerged from his unmarked — Lia Davis
The slam of a car door drew her attention to a new arrival. Maxville Deputy Sheriff Zach Manus emerged from his unmarked — Lia Davis
His hand cupped her cheek as he lowered his head to hers. Just before their lips touched, a light knock sounded on the d — Lia Davis
His hand cupped her cheek as he lowered his head to hers. Just before their lips touched, a light knock sounded on the d — Lia Davis
When he reached his own room again, he found Khloe curled up on his bed, asleep. He stood over her, watching her sleep p — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
When he reached his own room again, he found Khloe curled up on his bed, asleep. He stood over her, watching her sleep p — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
They took form in a bedroom, Khloe realized with a scowl. He noticed and gave her a sideways grin. Arrogant ass. Laugh i — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
They took form in a bedroom, Khloe realized with a scowl. He noticed and gave her a sideways grin. Arrogant ass. Laugh i — Lia Davis, Death's Storm
We must not be too prodigal with our angels; they are the last divinities we harbor, and they might fly away. — Jorge Luis Borges, Selected Non-Fictions
We must not be too prodigal with our angels; they are the last divinities we harbor, and they might fly away. — Jorge Luis Borges, Selected Non-Fictions
My old black cat, he passed away this morning. He never knew what a heartache was. Woke up late and he danced till noon. — Ian Anderson
My old black cat, he passed away this morning. He never knew what a heartache was. Woke up late and he danced till noon. — Ian Anderson