Every soldier needs a commander and it looks like I'm yours.You're a soldier. You need a commander. What makes you the boss?I'm bigger than you are, Draden said, his voice just a little arrogant.Shyla...
Do you think I am too old, Savannah? he asked softly, taking strands of her hair into his mouth. So soft. So much like silk but even better. Not old, Gregori, she corrected gently. Just old-fashioned....
You have to trust me to take care of you through this, Stefano said, I know it's upsetting, but you have us now. You're not alone. [...]you won't be alone ever again, bella. You're mine. I take care o...
Say yes, Francesca. I didn't think it was possible to feel anything real for a woman. I just couldn't. I tried, but nothing was there. I knew I was capable of loving because I love my sister and broth...
Raven stared up at his face, drinking in the strong lines and the way he looked at her with something close to adoration. She smiled at him. I think you’ve managed to put some kind of spell on me.If I...
Her soft voice nearly was the end of his strength. Just when he was certain there was no way he could love her more, she did something like that. She made him feel as if he was everything to her. He'd...
You look like an innocent angel, Shylah, but you kiss like fucking sin.
The air was hot and humid. Sultry. Her body seemed to have caught some of the intensity of the storm. She felt a little wild and out of sorts. Edgy. On the verge of something big.
She didn't want the mask he wore around others. She wanted the true intamacy he had given her, the real Vittorio, the real man. He had offered her that man and she'd been so afraid she'd rejected him.
Men always seemed to growl and sniff around each other, bristling over nothing, and just as suddenly become buddies at the least likely moments.
He had never trusted a woman-or anyone, for that matter-to sleep close to him, let alone in the same bed. And yet, already, he was completely relaxed with her. He couldn't imagine being without her, a...
[...]watching his white teeth flash at her and the lines in his face soften so that he almost looked boyish. That smile was reserved for her alone and it was full-blown, wide, bright and heart-stoppin...
What plan of action? What can be done? We can’t fight the whole society. I was thinking we could use you as bait and draw them into a trap, Gregori said, straight-faced. Gary’s eyes widened in alarm....
Music burst through him, perfect notes he hear rarely. Fire and ice, wind and calm, sky and earth, water and rock all fused together. Joley seemed as wild and turbulent s the sea, yet beneath her fier...
Mine. He nearly spat the word. Telling her. Wanting that word branded into her bones. Wanting his name carved deep into her soul. She. Was. 'His'. His everything.
It's all well and good to look back after the fact and see what we should have done, but we rarely know what path is best when we take that first step.
It was at home, when she was alone with herself, the way she'd been her entire life, that she was lost. She had no purpose. No focus. No center to balance her. Now, this man, Vittorio Ferraro, an amaz...
He was waiting and she had to answer. Take that last irrevocable step. [...] She'd do whatever was necessary, but it had to be the right thing, no mistakes. What she was doing was very, very dangerous...
Fear sitters down her spine, yet excitement welled up like a fountain.He looked all man, a tough, scarred man at the edge of his control and knowing he was that way because of her--for her-- was exhil...
What did she think? That a man like Vittorio Ferraro was playing an elaborate hoax on her? That was absurd. She just knew she knew she couldn't take rejection from him, so it was easier to leap on the...