“Rule number four for me as a writer? Plotlines are like sharks: They either keep moving or they die. ~J.R. Ward”

“Okay. Right. Horror meets romance meets erotica meets fantasy meets hip hop. Throw in some leather and some Miami Ink shit, stir with a baseball bat and a tire iron, sprinkle on some baby powder, and serve over a hot bed of Holy-Mary-mother-of-God-this-has-to-work-or-I'm-going-to-be-a-lawyer-for-the-rest-of-my-natural-life.No problem."(J.R. Ward on the elements of writing the Black Dagger Brotherhood)”

“Conflict is the microscope of a book. When it's trained on a character, you see what's underneath the narratives of physical description. You see whether someone is strong or weak, principled or apathetic, heroic or villainous."(J.R. on writing the BDB series)”

“You almost died tonight, he wanted to say. You dumb son of a bitch, you nearly died ... and then what would we have done?And not “we” as in the Brotherhood.Not even “we” as in he and John. More like … “me”.”

“Lassiter came in alone, likely because Doc Jane had returned to the Pit. And the angel was naked as a jaybird… and just frickin’ fine. No bullet holes, no scars, no contusions.“You keep looking at me like that and you’d better buy me dinner afterward.”

“Go 'head." Those freaky-ass black eyes had stared at Butch with the intensity of a shark. "Crack open that door. Run your little heart out. Run fast, run smart, call for help. Just know that I'll come after you. Like a hearse." - Zsadist”

“Zsadist: I didn't make up the rules of this scenarioWrath: You'll die if you go by yourself.Zsadist: Well... I'm kind of ready to get off the ride.Phury felt his skin get tight all over.”