Rhage exhaled slowly, air easing out of his nose. As he sank into his skin, he reveled in the perfection of peace. The heavenly silence. The great roaring absence.
Nothing that passes between us will ever be wrong. Come back to me.
Marissa in a long creamy gown. The cop in front of her, stroking her face, evidently poleaxed. All around them, the delicious scent of sex in the air.
Kind of like winning the fifty-meter ass-stroke in the Loserlympics
I am not worthy. he said softly.Damn fucking straight, someone growled.
His slut of a cousin, his cocksucking, suit-wearing, Montblanc-up-theass cousin Saxton the Magnificent, was standing next to the queen, looking like a combination of Cary Grant and some model in a god...
Don’t stop now, Rehv said. You’ve already jumped off the building. The landing isn’t getting any softer. Montrag frowned. I fail to view this with your kind of levity. Who’s laughing.-Rehv & Montrag
Don't ever aggress on that motherfucker....
Butch: -I hear ya. No one's biz but yours. One question thoughVishous: -WhatButch: -When the females tie you down, do they paint your toe-nails and shit? Or just do your makeup? Wait... they tickle yo...
Because you just turned a gun on their mahmen! Next
And he’d cozied up to a lightning strike once or twice before.
Archway and hit the light switch for the
You’re like your , he whispered. You make the world go away for me
You would put your tongue here— Xcor
You are the one. For her, you are the one.
Where’s Rehvenge? I’m right here.
What happened to your other nut? Was one of those ponies hungry?
Too late Bella. Now, it's too late. Show me.
Then Rhage kissed each and every scar. She
The quick and the dead are all the same. Everyone's just looking for home.