She had tried to imagine him as a young Gladiator in the arena. Back then he must have been as dangerous as a lean, half-starved alley cat. Now, the alley cat had long since vanished. What stood in hi...
She crooned in his head. Honey, I'm so proud of you for not killing anybody.His gaze flashed to hers, and that flat, assessing expression vanished as he laughed. Squeezing her fingers, he told her, We...
Maybe your sperm is so mighty, you shoot magic bullets."His intent expression splintered, and he burst out laughing. Almost as quickly, he sobered again and told her with a completely straight face, "...
So, is that your long scaly reptilian tail, or are you just happy to see me?
I'll make you eat those words.""You are very welcome to try," she whispered. Her attempt at cockiness had turned breathy and yearning. "Please, try very hard."A smile lit his hard features. "Trust me,...
Do you have to take note of every little thing I do? I mean every tiny, little thing, Dragos?""Yes," he said simply. "When I look at you, even when things are going to hell, somehow everything is all...
Tiago turned to survey the large, crowded ballroom. "Good job not killing anybody.""That's what Pia said," Dragos told him. "Night's not over yet.
Giving him a grateful nod, Graydon turned away.A heavy hand fell on his shoulder, causing him to stop in his tracks. Dragos' grip clenched, almost to the point of pain.Normally, Dragos was not demonst...
He closed his eyes. Swiftly like a predator, the vision of his death struck. This time it would not be denied.The white ground, black rocks, and red drops of his heart's blood growing on the ground li...
Eternity might be captured in a single kiss.
He had not become a sentinel by worrying about what he should or shouldn't do. He would live or die as he always had, by making decision he knew to be right...Graydon didn't hide from life. He flew at...
London was littered with social clubs and houses of chance, but Malfeasance was not just any gaming hell. It was located in the most notorious part of London and, Graydon had heard, was run by a paria...
Almost as if speaking to herself, she continued, I would love to fly. I've always wondered what it be like to have that sense of freedom.A wistful note in her voice tugged at something deep inside him...
