He was lonely. He wanted his own family. A wife. Children. Someone to come home to. Someone to care for, to take care of. He needed a purpose. His lifestyle had no balance. He needed someone to become...
He leaned into her, his mouth against her ear. Breathe for me, Mariko. Just breathe.
He knew she was already lost. HIS. He'd never thought he'd really have a chance at finding a woman of his own, one he could love and center his world around, one who would accept him and his fucked-up...
Francesca took a deep breath. Inhaled Stefano. She feared once Barry entered the room she wouldn't be able to breathe properly. She didn't want to take the chance of drawing him into her lungs. He was...
For the first time in her life she felt weak with wanting. With need. Yet at the same time, she did feel sort of attractive. She was aware of herself as a woman, as feminine, when she'd always felt ma...
Fear wasn't the problem, she could deal with nerves, it was the excitement welling up in her that frightened her most. The unfamiliar emotion was too strong. Too needy. Too everything she was unprepar...
Communication is very important between us at all times. He bent his head as he lifted the hair from the back of her neck. For instance, I find your neck incredibly sexy. You look both vulnerable and...
You're kind of a caveman, sometimes, Stefano. But it's sexy. Really, really sexy.
Years ago women were nothing, Eloisa. They had no rights. They couldn't own property. They were property. That changed because it wasn't right. Children were beaten regularly by parents. That changed...
We're celebrating tonight, Ricco said, raising his glass. To our Francesca. May she be followed by the right ones in a very timely manner.
Stefano's the oldest. He has four brothers, equally hot. One sister, totally beautiful. When they walk around together, people just stare at them. That's how hot they are. Each one is supercool as wel...
Someone to care about him. Someone to be his center. Someone to make him feel alive and passionate about living.
She'd been drawn to him before she met him. Immense satisfaction filled him. He liked that, more than liked it.
She was known as QBSITDROH She rattled off the letters fast as if she'd used them often. [...]You'll have to teach your special name to sisters-in-law. They occasionally need a humorous way to cope. W...
My grandfather was in love with my grandmother. They were inseparable. They detested being apart. I've seen real love. I've felt it when I was with them. They died three hours apart. My grandmother fi...
Looking into Ricco's eyes, she knew she was safe with him. She felt safe. More she felt free.
It wasn't her looks that caught his interest or made him stand utterly still. It was her shadow. The sun was throwing light perfectly to create tall, full shadows. Hers leaked long tentacles. Thin. Li...
It wasn't about a women's weight, it was about who they were, if that brightness shone through their eyes and skin and hair. Ricco found beauty in art. Women were a form of art. All shapes and sizes....
It stems from hundreds of years ago, a law handed down in our family generations ago. The Saldi family in Sicily murdered the Ferraro family, killing as many members, men women and children, as they c...
In their world, once two shadows were connected and totally interwoven, breaking those shadows apart was a frightening prospect. The riders would lose all ability to ride the shadows and the departing...