Oh. No wonder I'd been sick. I hadn't eaten anything since then. I'm a girl who likes her meals, so it hadn't been a weight-loss tactic. I'd just been too busy bumping from crisis to crisis. Go on the...
Self pity was a drug. I must not become addicted. Self pity is like chocolate, as you get older, you can only afford a little bit.
She won't win, Eric said. He sounded confident, passionate--everything I might have hoped would be reassuring.You're sure? I asked.Yes, my lover. I'm sure.But you're not here, I observed,
Since he was a man with a powerful protective urge, he stepped ahead of me, in front of me. So of course, we were attacked from behind.
Snap out of it, I said. I wasn't in the mood.With a huge effort, Eric reined himself in. When you smell like that, he said. I just want to fuck you and bite you and rub myself all over you.-Eric drunk...
Sometimes, instead of going down the road less taken, you just charge down the beaten path.
Te quiero -dijo- Nada de lo que hagas o digas podrá cambiarlo. Si me pidieras que enterrase un cadáver, o que me cargase a alguien, lo haría sin pestañear.
That would do the trick, he said hoarsely. Jesus, Harper, I don't understand why we don't have guys following us from town to town just to watch you do that. Because I've never done it for anyone but...
The idea that family would not harm you was a stupid assumption of the first order.
The night swelled with magic; not the beneficent kind of love-magic that sweeps couples away, but the kind of magic that rips and tears, the enchantment that creeps out of the woods and pounces.
The sweetest part of being a couple was sharing your life with someone else.
There was nothing civilized about sex with Eric.
There were toes. Those toes wouldn’t be happy piggies. But they didn’t have any right to be in the way.
There's not much I dislike more than being addressed as Hey you and being poked with a finger.
Vampires like fairies the way dogs like bones : great toys , good food.
Was this a bad thing for a Christian to be doing? Probably. On the other hand, it had never occurred to me to ask the Methodist minister if he had a ritual in place to sever a blood bond between a wom...
Weirdly, strangely—wonderfully—he knew this was the moment he was touching the bottom, and he understood that from now on, however gradually, he would begin to heal.
Well, well, now, let’s see about you, Miss Teagarden, the lawyer said jovially when we were alone. Where’s that file? Gosh-a-Moses, it’s somewhere in this mess here! Much rummaging among the papers on...
What's the nature of your emergency?'oh, shit! Just come! There are dead people out here!
Who wants a bag of bones? he said, with absolute sincerity. I don’t want to hurt myself on the sharp edges of the woman I’m bedding.
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