Vampire porn does not go out of style.
All I see are ankles and wrists – and FYI, you’re pulling a Mileyfrickin’-Cyrus with that belly flash. Not attractive.
If sex were food, Rhage would have been morbidly obese.
Humans are threatened by anything different, and their response is to fight. They’re bullies, picking on the weak, cowering from the strong.
In the oh-my-God-this-has-to-be-Christmas silence that followed, he struggled to reorder the last six months, to catch up with this reality they’d somehow missed. He wanted her. She wanted him. Was it true?
Fear of change was a weakness.
You know, you sound like birds when you do that chuckle thing. It’s nice. Over to the left, Vishous put his head in his hands.
Turned out Qhuinn was a snuggler. Who knew – and how fabulous.
Vishous, could you stop grinning like that? You’re beginning to freak me out.
The guy in the Red Sox hat came in with an astonishingly beautiful blond woman at his side. He stood close to her, and though they weren’t touching, it was clear that they were a couple. They just belonged together.
It felt odd to realize she was frightened more by what he might know, and not of what he might be.
That’s the problem with white horses. You have to pay for them yourself or you’ll always be using someone else’s reins.
I’m going to love you so good and so long you’re gonna be convinced no earthly thing could have brought us together.
Next time say my name. You’ll come more.
Gallows humor is part of having a doctor in the house. Deal with it.
The weight of the dead was heavier than the pounds of the body.
Qhuinn gave in immediately, as he was categorically incapable of denying the female anything – most certainly not one of her hugs. They were even better than her lasagna.
Rhage exhaled slowly, air easing out of his nose. As he sank into his skin, he reveled in the perfection of peace. The heavenly silence. The great roaring absence.
People going in the wrong direction will get like that. Round pegs just don’t fit in square holes.
Nothing bubbled up from the depths. For once, the present was so alive and captivating that the past was not even an echo or a shadow-she was, in this moment, wiped clean.