And at the end of the night, he stared down at her in puzzlement. He didn’t know which facet of her he liked better. The siren in black satin that made his cock and fangs ache or this angel with her bright red hair spread across his pillow – who made his chest ache.
My sister.” Lanthe rolled her eyes. “For someone so cool, she’s turned into a mother hen. Weird.
Lothaire rolled his eyes. “Mothman. Really, Elizabeth? Really?
I want the Reader of Words to scan it before I send.” She bent down and pressed a kiss to his neck. “Our story’s pretty epic.
What’s past is past, Conrad. Now you must learn from it and move on. If I’d had your mentality, I would always have been a burlesque dancer. I never would have aspired to being a ballerina, a profession that brought me great joy. Imagine all the things you’re missing out on. Your Bride, a family, contentment. Unlike me, you can have a future – it’s out there, just waiting for you to claim it. You have so much to look forward to, if you’d just stop looking back.” This.
Then I remembered something. I was Lark freaking Inukai. I sat up, swiping my tears away. I defanged killers. I defused their aggression. I found out their weaknesses and exploited them ruthlessly. You don’t know me, Death. Every.
What would Ripley do? When in a jam, Carrow often thought of how Ellen Ripley, the legendary badasstress of the Alien quadrilogy, would figure her way out.
And Declan Chase suits my sister better.” She patted Regin on the head. “Regin doesn’t do perfect.
Imagine a pitch-black room with a single candle lit in the center,” he said, his voice gone low. “The room is the world. You are the candle.
His hands reached out to pile her hair up, just so he could lean down and breathe along her neck. At her ear, he murmured, “Bride, this is embarrassing. I think I’ve caught you staring at my cock.
He’s got more red flags than Soviet Russia.
I will have spent my entire life in service to the kingdom, only to abandon it in a time of need, for a female who doesn’t even want me!
There’s a difference between being wed and being married. We were wed today, but I want our lives entangled, until they are seamless. Until the line between us blurs to nothing.” I.
And now, for the first time in three hundred hellish years, Sebastian desperately wanted to live.
This is rich.” Tymur’s eyes reddened with satisfaction. “The scourge of the Lore paired with a mortal? You could have no greater liability. So difficult to keep this species alive.
If this is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
I think I’m bluidy in love.
I despise judgmental people.” “As do most creatures who deserve to be judged.” “You got me. I’m a ho fo sho.
I’ve got to get ghost.
Everyone said a Lykae’s mate could soothe his any woe – if she really was his, she had her bloody work cut out for her.