The shirt molded to his shoulders and chest. His biceps stretched the sleeves. He looked strong, and rugged, and rough around the edges. He needed an ax or something, so he could casually swing it whi...
The problem with honesty was that it gave your opponent ammunition to use against you.
The moment you looked into his gray irises, you knew he would tolerate no challenge to his authority, and if his eyes turned gold, you knew you were going to die. In a fit of cosmic irony, he had fall...
The kind of eyes that jumped from a woman's dreams right into her morning and made trouble in the marriage bed.
The dark scary servant of all evil was on his way to rescue me. Somehow that thought failed to make me warm and fuzzy.
That suit has gone to your head. It's not the suit, buttercup. I don't do pet names. Do you do werewolves? Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore.
That does it. I leaned forward. Hey, you. Either put your claws where your mouth is or shut the fuck up. Nobody wants to hear you yip.
Thank you, I said to Linus. Of course. This is what I’m here for. It’s my function as your witness. He grinned again. Besides, things around you have a way of turning interesting. I do hate to be bore...
Technically, the dance worked best when done naked, but I didn't feel like prancing in the nude into Morrigan Hound's arms. I'm sure he'd be thrilled to see me.
Somewhere in the darkness the Beast Lord prowled. I didn’t know what he looked like. I didn’t know the species of his beast. Few people outside of the Pack claimed to have met him and nobody seemed wi...
Sometimes the Universe smiled. Mostly she kicked me in the face, stomped on my ribs once I fell down, and laughed at my pain, but once in a while she smiled.
Some men were handsome. Some were powerful. Curran was...dangerous.
Some men got excited by white lace and a translucent negligee. My love muffin got excited by a woman dressed to murder. There was probably something deeply twisted about that. Lucky for me, negligees...
Since when do you give a crap about my welfare anyway? I think you're confused as to the nature of our relationship. You and I, we don't get along. You're a psychopathic control freak. You order me ar...
Shut up. How was I supposed to know two little bears hurt you, Goldilocks?
Should I bring my own chains this time? Or do you have bigger plans, and this is some sort of freaky murder foreplay—why did the word foreplay just come out of my mouth?—and I’ll end up cut up into sm...
She was pretty sure that if you died in the South, you’d have a layover in Atlanta before you reached the afterlife. But
Seducing him in the tub smelling of vinegar was out of the question. There had to be some boundaries.
Ready to put your claws where your mouth is, or are you going to cringe behind the big boys and yip all day?His eyes flared yellow Is that a challenge?Yes it is.
Perhaps if you were less heavy-handed in your treatment of the guests you claim to honor and protect, your inn would have a higher rating.He did not. Oh yes, yes he did. Perhaps if you trained the kni...