“God Sophie... If there were any chance we could be together... If there were any woman I'd want to be the mother… — Pamela Clare Mother Copy Share Image
“She told him ... how her heart had fairly skipped a beat when she'd seen him standing in the middle of the… — Pamela Clare Historical-romance Copy Share Image
“Wulfe leaned in. "Where did you send Ms. Benoit?" "Disneyland." "Who knows my connection to the Zetas?" "The US Marshall Service, SWAT,… — Pamela Clare Copy Share Image
“All those people - poor Sr. Marquez, Ana-Letitia, Sergio - they died because of me? I brought that down on them? Oh,… — pamela clare Copy Share Image
“Her gaze met his, her green eyes glazed and filled with shadows. "I-Iain?" Iain understood those shadows only too well. She was… — Pamela Clare Copy Share Image
“Electricity poured though him like liquid agony, setting every nerve on fire. His body arched, his muscles going into spams, a cry… — Pamela Clare Every night Copy Share Image
“Gabe leaned down, whispered in her ear. "The U.S. Marshal Service is at the top of the law-enforcement pecking order, outranking everyone,… — Pamela Clare Copy Share Image
“Though this marriage is a sham, what we share tonight will be real, my lady. I said I'd treat you wi' the… — Pamela Clare Historical-romance Copy Share Image
“_I_ boil it." Joseph entered last, closing the door behind them. "Last time, you burnt it." Connor glared at Joseph. "We were… — Pamela Clare Banter Copy Share Image
“Julian placed her purse in the front seat. "She's got a loaded double-deuce in her purse, Peterson, though I'm not sure she… — Pamela Clare Disbelief Copy Share Image
“Hunter looked over at Darcangelo. "How'd you get here so fast?" "I was setting up that solicitation sting down on Colfax when… — Pamela Clare Bromance Copy Share Image
“Cold rage had him leaning closer, the pistol now a mere inch from his throat. "I served with them for a decade… — Pamela Clare Cold Copy Share Image
“He wanted to taste nothing unless it was the sweetness of her mouth, the musk of her arousal, the salt of her… — Pamela Clare Romance Copy Share Image
“Shocked at this rebuke, Sarah took a step backward. “But I…I am the daughter of a marquess. I cannot marry either—” “You… — Pamela Clare Children Copy Share Image
