Quotes From "Archangels Consort" By Nalini Singh

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For the first time in forever, he was stunned to silence. Not by her words, but by the tenderness in her hands, the worry in her eyes. He was an archangel. He’d been wounded far, far worse and shrugged it off. But then, there had been no woman with sun kissed by the sunset and eyes of storm gray to tear into him for daring to get himself hurt. Nalini Singh
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Ransom really looked at the other man for the first time, shook his head, stared again.“ Holy hell, your eyes are like a fucking viper’s.” Venom raised an eyebrow.“ You have hair prettier than one of Astaad’s concubines.” Ransom gave the vampire the finger. Venom grinned. Nalini Singh
But plants grow again,
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But plants grow again, " She murmured, focusing on the verdant beauty around her. "They put down new roots, create room for themselves in foreign soil. Nalini Singh
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Illium, with his wings of silver-kissed blue and a face designed to seduce both males and females, not to mention his ability to do the most impossible acrobatics in the air, would provide a worthy diversion. The fact that he’d decided to ditch half his clothing was just icing on the cake. Nalini Singh
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Illium, his expression subdued as it had been for too many days, turned to her. “Mind if I have a go?”“ Kick his ass.” Stripping off his shirt and boots, Illium held out his hand for one of Venom’s blades. Lips curving, Venom passed it over. “Sure you can handle me, pretty, pretty Bluebell?”“Did I ever tell you about my snakeskin boots?” A savage grin, and she knew Venom was about to bear the brunt of whatever haunted the blue-winged angel. Venom swirled his blade in hand. “I do think I need some new feathers for my pillow. Nalini Singh
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Do you know where Jason is?” she asked Dmitri when they exited the morgue. Dmitri pressed the car remote to unlock the flame red Ferrari parked in the employees-only lot. “Tired of your Bluebell already?” A tendril of champagne circled around her senses, cut with something far harder. Never had she felt that harsh edge in Dmitri’s scent. She pitied the woman he took to his bed today.“ Yeah, that’s it. I’m building a harem. Nalini Singh
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We fall, we fall together Nalini Singh