He tossed the dumbbell aside. It went flying and hit with a loud thud, leaving a dent in the pavement of the roof. Curran strode toward me, eyes blazing. If I let her go, I’ll need a replacement. Want...
He stepped forward, took a deep breath, and doubled over in a sneezing fit. My werewolf was allergic to tortoises. Why me?
He pulled me like a magnet. Every female instinct I had went into overdrive.
He poked his finger into my chest again. Well, I have something to tell you: don’t let the sun set on you in this county, because…I grabbed his wrist and yanked him forward, tripping him with my foot....
He let her go almost immediately, but he'd packed so much into that one fierce hug: want, need, worry, reassurance...He'd protect her with his life. Strangely, it made her indignant. Nobody should hav...
He grinned. You're jealous.I considered it. No. But when you stared at that woman like she was made of diamonds, it didn't feel very good.I stared at her because she smelled strange.Strange how?She sm...
He glanced up. His eyes were pure white. Great, his brights were on, but nobody was driving.
He did not fall down to his feet, kiss my shoes, and promise me the world. I must be getting rusty.
He crushed me against the wall, bracing me with his body. I strained, trying to break free. He might have been made of stone for all the good it did me. Except he was made of flesh and he was stark na...
He caressed my cheek.You came for me, I whispered.Always, he told me.
Have you ever heard of Arthur C. Clarke's third law of prediction? It states that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. Take a smart phone and hand it to an ancient Rom...
Grigorii spared a single glance in his brother’s direction. If looks were daggers, that one would’vesliced straight through the volhv’s heart. Here it comes. ‘My oldest son . . .’Is a doctor, Evdokia...
Grandma shrugged. Framed. A man that pretty can’t be a murderer. Mother stared at her. Penelope, I’m seventy-two years old. You let me enjoy my fantasy.
Good people didn’t hate without a reason, so they grasped at any pretext, no matter how small, that gave them permission to hate. A line in a holy book. The color of a person’s skin. The brand of thei...
Give me some credit. Eduardo is one of our own. Finding him is all that matters. Besides, if I’d decided to pull Carver’s spine out of his body, I would’ve done it already. Can you actually do that? C...
Ghastek stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, sipping coffee from a white mug that read, Graveyard Shift: We do it in the dark.
Get up, dear. We do not let our enemies win. We claw their hearts out and devour them.
For example, if a starving man pulls a gun on you and you get the upper hand, you will likely let him go because you will feel sorry for him. That’s the kind of person you are. And what kind of person...
For a time you can be alone and doing fine and never give a thought to living any other way and then you meet someone and suddenly you become lonely. It stabs at you, almost like a physical pain, and...
Food. This was heaven. Hey, baby, Hugh said. Heaven just got canceled.