“Memories never did anyone any good, and weepy sentiment was for fools too weak to suck it up and do what needed… — Jennifer Estep Fools Copy Share Image
“I'd come to terms with what I did long ago. The bodies, the blood, the tears of those left behind. Even the… — Jennifer Estep Burn in hell Copy Share Image
Can you play the piano like Beethoven? Or sing like Carly Simon? Can you take fie pages' worth of quotes and turn… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“Finn stood by the counter, having just finished making his thirteenth cup of coffee of the day. As always, the chicory fumes… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“Despite Bria’s icy attitude, Finn didn’t give up. He focused all of his attention on her, as if he were a general… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“say that Finnegan Lane was something of a womanizer was like telling someone that it was a little steamy in the South… — Jennifer Estep Womanizer Copy Share Image
The wolf stared down at me, paws still on my chest, its shaggy tail thumping from side tot side and spraying us… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
Burn, baby, burn,” she muttered in a hard, satisfied voice. I cleared my throat. “As much as I hate to interrupt the… — Jennifer Estep Baby Copy Share Image
“Death was a release, in so many ways. An end to suffering. An escape to something else. What that something else was,… — Jennifer Estep Death Copy Share Image
“My own eyes narrowed. i didn't like being made fun of, not even by a dangerous bad boy like Logan Quinn. "Yeah,… — Jennifer Estep Bad boy Copy Share Image
Better be careful talking about how good my cooking is. Roslyn might get jealous.” The vampire madam let out a soft laugh.… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“That's what this little conversation is all about. The talk about my knives, the stroll on the terrace, the handholding and come-on… — Jennifer Estep Communication Copy Share Image
“Finn had finished his coffee run and was strolling back down the hallway, a mug of his steaming chicory brew in his… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“I strolled into a downtown parking garage, wearing a black pantsuit and matching heels. I’d pulled my dark, chocolate-brown hair up into… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“Actually,” Finn said, sniffing, “I was too good for you. I’ve ruined you for all other men.” “Hardly. I’ve had longer, deeper,… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“I grabbed a cloud-shaped oven mitt, opened the oven door, and took out the apricot bars. The smell of warm fruit, sugar,… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“I supposed images of an evil god who wanted to break free of his mythological prison and enslave the whole world weren't… — Jennifer Estep Break free Copy Share Image
Uh, what are you doing?” “Nothing much. Just erasing all of Calinda’s good grades and replacing them with incompletes. Eventually, the administrators… — Jennifer Estep Administrators Copy Share Image
“The people I've killed over the years, yeah I did most of them for the money. Because being an assassin was a… — Jennifer Estep Assassin Copy Share Image
Donovan Caine wanted me, but he wasn’t strong enough to accept me. Not my past, not my strength, not the woman I… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“Instead of a thigh-high miniskirt or a leather bustier, I wore my usual ensemble—dark jeans, heavy boots, a long-sleeved T-shirt, and a… — Jennifer Estep Christmas Copy Share Image
“That's why you look so tired, isn't it?" I murmured. "You used up all your magic to find me last night." Owen… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
“Let me walk you to your room," Logan offered in a helpful voice. "You, me, and the Gypsy girl could have our… — Jennifer Estep Copy Share Image
