Oh, this smells fantastic. She slid up onto one of the stools. Italian. And you said you could only make one thing. Yeah, I really slaved over this. He turned toward the oven with a flourish and remov...
Oh my God...Xhex's heart stopped as she looked at him in the mirror. Across his upper back, in a glorious spread of black ink...in a declaration that didn't whisper but shouted...in a billboard-size f...
Now that you’re my wife, I only need one more thing to be complete.What’s that? she asked breathlessly.He pulled back, and began plucking pins from her hair, releasing the waves from the chignon. What...
No, thanks. Rhage laughed. I’m a good little sewer, as you know firsthand. Now who’s your friend? Beth Randall, this is Rhage. An associate of mine. Rhage, this is Beth, and she doesn’t do movie stars...
No offense, she muttered, but fucking drink.
No lie. I might fuck with your bathroom. But never, ever about this. Rhage’s
My scent’s all over you. It’s inside of you. That’s how my people will know who your mate is. It’s also a warning. A warning? she breathed, languor suffusing her body. To other males. It tells them wh...
My office is over here— He stopped. Frowned. Looked about. Had to backtrack to the kitchen in order to find the various parties. Sola’s grandmother had her head in the Sub-Zero refrigerator, rather as...
Mike’s Tuxedo Rental was a bolt-hole of polyester knockoffs sandwiched between a Dunkin’ Donuts on the corner and a local flower shop on the other side. As Anne parallel-parked across the street from...
Midnight. You are mine, female. Her
Memories were especially dear, when they were all you had left of a loved one to hold on to.
Matthias was in the dark. And it wasn’t the kind of dark that came with a room that didn’t have any lights on or when you were walking around at night in the country. This was not even the kind you go...
Marissa, he mumbled, taking her hand. Don’t want to see you drink so much. Wait, not really what he’d been going for. Ah . . . don’t want you to see drink so much . . . want.Whatever. God . . . he wa...
Marissa, he mumbled, taking her hand. Don't want to see you drink so much? Wait, not really what he'd been going for. Ah...don't you to see me drink so much...want.Whatever. God...he was so confused....
Marie-Therese : Something needs to be done about that gentleman caller of hers.Xhex : Something was, but it didn't go far enough. And if he's a gentleman, I'm Estée fucking Lauder.
Man, he wasn't going to need a stress test anytime soon. If his heart could get through a kiss from her, he could probably run a marathon.While dragging a car behind him.Sideways to the road.
Love’em or hate’em, by blood or by heart, family was a kind of oxygen. Necessary for the living.
Loneliness was just like winter, he decided. Cold and pervasive, trapping you inside your own head because what was outside was so inhospitable. Was he never going to be warm again?
Lassiter had been the wild card, and he had not lasted. Distracted by physical yearnings, he had gotten into epic trouble and been banished, lost to a destiny and destination of which Colin was only v...
Justlikethat, the brother dematerialized out of the alley, and Rhage knew better than to think that the pair of them would ever speak of it again. And man, that was so V—the SOB was capable of great k...