“An eye patch covered his damaged eye, only allowing glimpses of the edge of his scar, but the message illuminated by the… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Blackwell had become that jaguar she'd evoked the first time she'd laid eyes on him. His shoulders rolled and bunched just so… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Still canna resist the draw of the devil." A tremor sliced through Farah at the old woman's words. Dougan had called himself… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“As much as I approve of your change in tactics, Morley, dangling this tasty piece in front of me still won't have… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Of all the evil Farah had had a chance to glimpse in this room, Dorian Blackwell's smile, full of his own blood… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“And you consider yourself as what, some sort of Count of Monte Cristo?" He gave a nonchalant shrug. "Not particularly, though the… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Rich as Midas, they said, powerful as a Caesar, and ruthless as the devil. So he didn't have a pretty face for… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“A dark shadow leaped from the stairs, his long coat flowing behind him like demon wings, landing in between her and Warrington.… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Farah gaped, unable to fathom his brutality. She shouldn't be shocked, she'd been around the worst sort of criminals for more years… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“It wasn't the many slashes and scars marring his chest that caused her sudden gasp, though she felt the pain of each… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“You understand, don't you, Mrs. Mackenzie?" Blackwell murmured, his hard mouth barely moving as the intensity of his regard pinned her to… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
“Christopher Argent kept stealing disbelieving looks at Farah, his blue eyes reflecting the ambient glow like an alley cat's. Dorian understood why… — Kerrigan Byrne Copy Share Image
