16 Quotes About Ethan

I’m an idiot for thinking that one performance would change anything. Maybe I should stop writing songs and start writing fiction. Elizabeth Eulberg

It means that I love you and you love me until forever, Mama. Just like Jesus. Right, Mama?” “Yes, sweetheart. Until forever I will love you. Always remember that, Ethan–until forever. Darlene Shortridge

I wanted to grab his stupid ears and smash his stupid head against the door until his stupid brains leaked out. Instead, I did nothing. Cat Clarke

We’ve been focusing so much on getting there that we haven’t been enjoying the ride Elizabeth Eulberg

His lips so soft, yet so stern, he pressed his mouth to mine. "I will have both of you, " he said. "My Sentinel and my city. And the GP will learn exactly how stubborn we both can be. Chloe Neill

I think I finally understand the saying like a moth to a flame. I’m the moth. My heart flutters like the paper thin wings. And he is the flame, incendiary, scorching my soul. He inhales so heavily, like he’s been holding his breath under water. He presses his lips against mine and tugs at my hair gently. My head falls back and my mouth falls open. His tongue, slick as silver, dances with mine. I’m wrong. I’m not a moth. I’m Icarus and I’ve flown too close to the sun. A.D. Evans

It’s the uncertainty of being accepted that creates the drama in our lives. Elizabeth Eulberg

Ethan’s jaw dropped. Again he had underestimated her. Abruptly, he fought down a smile. “I don’t know whether to kiss you or arrest you.” She smiled up at him and again Ethan thought her lips were entirely too close to his. “You should kiss me, ” she said, stunning him even more. “I guarantee it will be a lot more pleasant than arresting me...for both of us. Kathryn Loch

I am beginning to remember what it means to need things. Laughter. Companionship. Love. "He leant forward and pressed his forehead to mine. "And I need you, Merit. Chloe Neill

But then, even with cuts, bruises and blood all over him, he looked like his jackass self again."- Alex Gold R.J. Morse

You think I need an orgasm to enjoy sex?” she demanded. “What are you, like fifteen?” She eyed him in disgust. “I can get my own orgasms just fine. Last night was not about me getting off. It was about comfort and solace. About helping you to forget for a while.” Ethan blinked as the full magnitude of her words pelted him like shrapnel. “Oh my God. It was a pity fuck? Amy Andrews

All that existed was the blinding imperative to not think, to leave it all behind. To have it all fade to black in the throes of a truly good orgasm. To thrust and rock and pound until he came long and hard. To reach the pinnacle as fast as he could, to leap off the edge and truly leave all his earth-bound worries behind. He was a cave man. He was a Neanderthal. He was fucking Cro-Magnon. Amy Andrews

JJ glared at his slumbering frame. Long legs, lethal in denim, his button fly already enticingly popped, abdomen all ridged and naked, begging for a finger or a tongue to discover the hills and valleys, dark shaggy hair spread around his head like a freaking halo on her pillow. Well too damn bad for this broken-down angel. She was the one who’d worked her ass off until two am. Not him. And she wanted her bed back. Amy Andrews

Jemima Jane Erickson was one drunken pass away from jumping Ethan Weston's bones. He just didn't know it. Amy Andrews