Moonlight streamed in, sending loving beams over his face. He closed his eyes and basked in it, and I could tell it was calling to him, even though the moon was not full. She didn't speak to me, but Samuel had once described her song to me in the words of a poet. The expression of bliss on his face while he listened to her music made him beautiful.
MS. THOMPSON, it said in heavy block letters, PLEASE KEEP YOUR FELINE OFF MY PROPERTY. IF I SEE IT AGAIN, I WILL EAT IT.
One of my professors once told me that the last official act of the British monarchy was when Queen Victoria refused to sign a law that made same-sex acts illegal. It would have made me think more highly of her, except the reason she objected was because she didn't believe women would do anything like that. Parliament rewrote the law so it was specific to men, and she signed it. A tribute to enlightenment, Queen Victoria was not. Neither, as I have observed before, are werewolf packs.
Some people are boys longer than others.
Some people are like Slinkies.They aren't really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to my face when I push them down a flight of stairs.
The warmth of his body shouldn't have felt good. He was angry and every muscle was tense. It was like being leaned on by a very heavy, warm brick. A sexy brick.
A werewolf tossed me against a giant packing crate while I was trying to rescue a frightened young girl who'd been kidnapped by an evil witch and a drug lord.
Happiness is German engineering, Italian cooking, and Belgian chocolate.
Hard truths can be dealt with, triumphed over, but lies will destroy your soul.
His voice was soft and sweet as molasses; but my mother once told me that you had to trust that the first thing out of a person's mouth was truth. After they have a chance to think about it, they'll change what they say to be more socially acceptable, something they think you'll be happier with, something that will get the results they want.
I don't like it when I outweigh my men.
When a man is on the verge of passing out from pain, it seemed wrong to notice how beautiful he was.
Any idiot can put up a website.
We are none of us perfect, and...we learn to take these imperfections and make them only a small part of who we are
It was Adam, but he was too late. He couldn't love me anymore. He would be so angry with me. I had to hide. He didn't love me so he might hurt me when he was angry. When he calmed down, that would hurt him. I didn't want him hurting because of me. There was nowhere for a person to hide. So I wouldn't be a person. My eyes fell on the shelves that lined the far back corner. A coyote could hide there.
He bit the nape of my neck and I moaned.
Bran was always a deceptive bastard, gentle and mild right up until he ripped your throat out. He had many other fine qualities as well
It's only fair to warn you that you sealed your fate tonight. When you knew you were in trouble, you came to me. That makes twice, Mercy, and twice is almost as good as a declaration. You are mine now.... Ben says you might run. If you do, I will find you and bring you back. Every time you run, Mercy. I won't force you, but. .. No more excuses, Mercy. You are mine, and I am keeping you.
Never trust a mechanic who drives new cars. They're either charging too much money for their work, or they can't keep an old car running - maybe both.
Bran was stripping her futon down to the bare mattress when she entered her apartment. It was sort of like watching the president mowing the White House lawn or taking out the trash.
Now, I'm not very vain. If I'd ever been, making my living covered in various grease and dirt mixtures would have cured me quickly. Still, I wasn't up to facing two sexy men when I had one eye swollen mostly shut and half of my face black and blue.
He can stop me in my tracks, but he can't make me do someting I don't want to
But you can't marry someone to fix him, even if you love them.
I hope this means you'll quit asking me to kill you. It gives me indigestion.
He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been.
Identity was partly heritage, partly upbringing, but mostly the choices you make in life. ~ Bran
I was in the middle of a dream about garbage cans and frogs - don't ask, and I won't tell.
If she know how strongly he felt, she'd have run out the door. He wasn't used to the possessive, or the savage joy she brought to his heart. It ate at his control, so he turned his attention to the music. He understood music.
People who know other people's secrets can't afford to do things that impair their ability to control their mouths.
She open her eyes and met his. The impact was so strong he was amazed that his figures continued playing with out pause.
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