Later, he would ask later who Attila was. Now he only wanted Belial's kiss. His heat. His passion. A quick gallop. Frenzied eternity. Insanity multiplied. A perfect, mind-numbing, bone-shattering smal...
Life is a book waiting to happen.
[...]her mouth curved into that smile that always teased every one of his senses. Amusement. She could feel it and give him that sense of playfulness and joy that she seemed to have in abundance.
I'm trying to decide if I'm having hallucinations and you're really an angel--or witch. Either one, I can't tell yet.
Her soft laughter slid into his mind. It wasn't laughter at him, rather an invitation to join in, to laugh at the two of them in this impossible predicament they found themselves in.
He took her breath away. He was solid, all muscle and she could see, even with the veil of gray rain, that his muscles rippled deliciously as he ran.
He pulled out of her mind abruptly. She knew because she felt bereft. Starkly alone. The feeling was raw and ugly after having him there with her. She wanted him back, and that wasn't an intelligent r...
He had to be a GhostWalker. She was looking at a legitimate GhostWalker. The real deal.
Freeman flicked him a quick glance. It was one of those looks that seemed to burn a hole right through him. Barry shivered, not liking those eyes on him. They were intelligent, focused - almost too fo...
I keep warning and warning, and nobody seems willing to listen. One of these days someone is going to wake up to the fact that I'm serious when I say never to attack my sister without looking over you...
We clearly were on the same team. You killed over a dozen of the bastards and I wasn't about to reward you by killing you. They deserved it.
She had captured his heart and he didn't ever want it back.
His entire life, he hadn't cared if he'd upset someone or made them angry. No one had mattered. He'd found a place inside himself where he was safe, where no one could get to him. But she could--she h...
Help for the Haunted
Death IS an illusion. The body dies. The soul/spirit lives forever. YOU are the sum total of ALL you survey. Who would know you and not know your name? __Kat Kaelin
We all signed up for a one-way ticket when we joined GhostWalkers. It's just my turn.
She had to know, soon or later, that he was no saint and never would be. He loved her, but if she was going to stay with him, she had to know the worst of him. He wanted honesty between them.
I'm not trying to push you away. I'm trying to save your life. I want you to live. You're extraordinary. The world needs you.
He was either right or wrong. Worrying didn't make it any better. She let herself drift off with the scent of him in her lungs, with the knowledge that she was loved in her head and heart.
As he neared the house, a wind rose off the sea and carried sea spray and a lilting melody. Sarah's back. Sarah's home.