One shouldn’t lust after an innocent.
Please go away, Monsieur le Comte, she said in a polite voice. You must have tired of your absurd, inconsequential games by now.My games are never inconsequential, as long as they entertain me.She clo...
Revenge was a dish best served cold.
You'll marry me, my dragon, and you'll bear my children, and you'll drive me mad and live in that ramshackle old house with me and I'll even put up with the occasional visit from your sister ifI must....
She could dream of happy endings. For him, if not for her.
She could feel the hot tears pouring down her face, and she pressed it against the stone. MacGowan, you stupid bastard, she thought. Why did you have to go and get yourself killed? I care about you.Ca...
She felt hot, strong, alive against him, and he found he had this crazy urge to move his mouth down to the side of her neck, to press it against her, to taste her skin. He wanted to feel her breasts,...
She froze. He reached up and took her hand in his, pulling the knife away, making her drop it on the floor. Show me how much you hate me, he whispered against her mouth. Prove it to me.
She heard the zip of his pants, and expected him to step away from her, leave her alone in the bathroom to pull herself together. Instead, his hands were very gentle as he moved her out of the way, ru...
Where is the motorcycle?I ditched it. Someone will find it sooner or later and return it to the rental company.Not in the U.S.We're not in the U.S., in case you haven't noticed. People don't steal los...
She looked away, meeting Taka's dark, pitiless gaze. Silently, he mouthed something unbelievable. She was sure it was, I love you.
She managed to finger-comb her hair into some kind of order, though it was a little too punk for her peace of mind. Not that she'd ever minded looking punk; in fact, the cut had been designed for that...
You'd be better served ifyou gave me a moment to regain my self-control and let me remove my boots. It's the least agentleman can do.And you're such a gentleman.Not with you, love. But I'm trying.
She should feel sick. Horrified, stunned. But the horrible truth was, she felt fine. He killed. He killed to protect her. And someancient, atavistic streak inside her wanted to preen and purr. She was...
She tilted her head to one side, considering him. Do you love me?Love is a trick and a sham. A foolish plague and a lie and a torment.Do you love me? she repeated, quite calmly. Knowing the answer.Yes...
She tried to allow herself only one biting remark an hour, and she had already overstepped her allowance.
Stop it, she said.Stop what?Her eyes flew open, filled with rage and betrayal. Stop pretending. You madeyour point this morning—you don't have anything more to prove. You don't want me, you can make m...
Summer Hawthorne was simply more trouble than she was worth. At least as far as anyone with any sense would realize.Unfortunately, Taka's common sense seemed to have deserted him in the last few days.
You can dress a pig up in satin and lace and its still a pig.Francis smiled hazily. Are you calling my intended a pig, Charles?Charles raised a dark eyebrow. Intended what, Francis? You surely cant be...
Who shot you?For a moment he looked annoyed. I fail to see what that's got to do with anything. Reading assures me that anyone who's ever met me would have reason to shoot me, so I mustadmit with all...
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