She is like the wind, open and free. If I cage the wind, would it die?-Then don't cage it, Mikhail. Trust it to stay beside you.
You're my life, Elle. When we have our children, they'll be included in that circle and I'm not a man to lose everything. I want you as safe as possible.So you don't think three protection dogs, a roo...
They're spreading out. Look unaware and sweet and innocent.It's a little hard to look innocent when I'm as big as a house.
There it was, that note that told him in a minute the balance of power would shift from him to her, although, truthfully, she always had it. She just didnt know it.
The last child is secure. The phrase to remove him from the safety circle is Curious George likes his bike.
Shylah's soft laughter slid into Draden's mind. Warm like honey, filling him up when he hadn't known he was empty.
She would be a part of their world and that meant secrecy at all times. She couldn't tell a soul anything he told her. Trust worked both ways and he was trusting her with his life and the lives of his...
She wasn't asking his permission either. He wasn't in charge. She'd made that clear more than once. Shylah was an independent thinker, was used to working alone.
She took a slow look around her at Stefano's siblings. All of them stood as still as statues. Beautiful, gorgeous specimens of human beings, tough and dangerous, waiting for her signal, completely pre...
She had the strangest need, almost a compulsion, to shield Ricco from his brother's scrutiny. From all of them. She sensed he detested appearing weak in front of anyone, but especially his family.
She had the faint taste of sass and sweet. Lethal and home. The combination was deadly to a man like him.
She didn't want to go up to him and find him dead. She'd found enough dead people, their bodies soaking in bright red blood. Who knew there was do much blood in the human body? Or that it could be so...
She cleared her throat. I dont like that sort of thing. [...] What sort of thing? His gaze dropped to her mouth. Held there. [...]The F-word sort of thing. She blurted it out, saying the first thing t...
Once he had told her he wanted her to stay, she'd been lost in the wonder of that. No one ever wanted her. No one.
Nonny has this way about her. She made me realize that there was good people in the world. She made me see that we were a family of sorts--the GhostWalkers in my unit--and that we had extended family...
It wasn't about a women's weight, it was about who they were, if that brightness shone through their eyes and skin and hair. Ricco found beauty in art. Women were a form of art. All shapes and sizes....
It happened. It was frightening and horrible and we both wish it hadn't happened, but it did.
If you are a vampire, then a vampire is not the creature of the legends.
I love everything about you. I told myself that was what it was. All those parts, separately that I loved them. I watch you. I'm inside your mind. I see who you are. I've decided it isn't about loving...
I don't think I've actually seen you smile before, Wyatt observed. This woman must be the real deal to teach you how to smile.