He opened his mouth to speak, closed it, then tried again: That wild storm was a tiny fraction of what was going on inside me. I look at you . . . and I soar. I make love to you, and everything is new...
Gods, I love it when you talk mathy to me.
Call her Betty Fucking Crocker, because the cake was so going to be worth the bake.
Holly's forgiven you? Almost mostly. But she still gives me slack about it when she's sick. I take it as a husbandly badge, he said, puffing out his chest. Sick? You told me she was fully immortal. Ye...
Well I am young. Just as he felt a flicker of ease, she murmured in a sexy voice, But, baby, I've been busy.
The bottom line is that insults only hurt when they come from someone I respect.
Lothaire is very much alive.You swear?Often. Though not as much as foul-mouthed Regin. I try not to in front of Bertil. She petted the bat.I meant—will Lothaire live?He will.
It's a sweet setup, I'll admit. For all that the maids STILL show up each day with jumbo crucifixes, jumpy movements, and red eyes from crying over the short straw that drew them vampire duty.' Yester...
He stalked up behind her to clench her hips, and she stilled.In a breathy voice, she asked, You're going to make love to me again, aren't you?In answer,he lifted her onto the counter, tore off her shi...
Evangeline, he sighed. It ain't ever goan to be easy with you, is it?
You've maddened me for you...have changed everything. So, I'm going to f*ck you long and hard, beauty, because if I'm to be enslaved by you-I want to be your master as well.
You're not leaving me behind. Or I'll do a spell to make you smell like ass. Forever.
You doona want to kill me, which is a good sign. Maybe this is your way of flirting? (Garreth)
The abyss doesn't stare back. It winks.
Stealing money from humans is rewarding both financially and spiritually.
I’d asked Máxim, What will it take to get a smile out of that man? Your real name and ID. That’s all he wants out of life. And possibly almond candies.
In our first meeting; you skewered me with your sword. In other words: you started it.
I said alone!He nodded in agreement. Aye, you usually say that, and I still stay. It’s our way.
His debtors always assumed he'd demand their firstborn. Like I'm fucking Rumpelstiltskin? What would Lothaire do with countless squalling babes? Raise them in a kennel?
Declan and Regin:You'll tell me a story and I'll spare you? You think I don't see what you're doing? I've read . Call me Scheherazade, baby! Actually, she's one tricksy bitch. Who, by the way, still o...