Voy a quemar al mundo para salvarla.
Nine floors underground. Ugh.It seemed like a long way to travel for the little origins to get out, but then again, they were like baby Einsteins on crack.
If fine were sporting a serial-killer glare, then she'd hate to see what not fine was.
So damn beautiful that it sometimes kills me a little each time I look at you.
Oh, dear gods, this was turning into a boy fight.
Desire wasn’t the only thing between us. There was so much more: forgiveness, acceptance, relief, and most importantly, love.
What? Do rolly-pollys not have basic manners or any personal boundaries?
That was what I wanted at some point in my life, for someone to look at me like I looked at tacos.
Touching him, kissing him, was like having a fever all over again. I was on fire. My body burned. The world burned. Sparks flew. Against his mouth, I moaned.There was a POP! and CRACK!The smell of bur...
Dee’s hand fluttered around her as she spoke. I was outside, and it looked as if a light show was going on in your bedroom. Daemon said you were probably mas—And Dee also knew no boundaries. Ah, no, p...
I'll admit that you felt fucking sweet as silk against my fingers when I had my hand between those pretty thighs.
The skin around her mouth tightened. I would throw this book at you, but I respect the book too much to do that.
Because this absolutely insane - the craziest thing I'd ever done. Worse than giving a one-star review, scarier than asking for an interview with an author I'd give my firstborn to eat lunch with, mor...
Is there literally anything you can’t make sound sexual?No. It’s like a superpower of mine.
I mean, when you love someone and they love you, things just find a way to work, right?
The silver in his eyes burned. I want to kill him.Me too, but that’s not really going to help things.He flashed me a wild smile. But it would make us feel better.Damn, you’ve gotten dark. Funny, but d...
Feelings were not something the Arum inherently had. Dex had, but that Arum had taken a sharp turn into offhisfuckingrockerville.
—¿Por qué sonríes si me has tirado?Me ofreció la mano.—Las cosas pequeñas son las que me hacen feliz.
—Daemon Black —respondió por mí—. Soy el chico que le quita el sueño por las noches y con el que fantasea. Soy el chico con el que está completamente obsesionada.
Oh. Wow.''What?'He held my hand up between us. 'Look.'I squinted at my hands. 'I don't see anything.' Sighing, he flipped my hand over, and my jaw hit the ground. A faint blue line marked the center o...
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