Adam has always had . . . heroic tendencies.” I touched Adam’s arm. “He’s my hero.” There was another pause. . .… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Someone knocked on the back door. He push back the chair and had to pause. The wolf was angry that someone had… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
I knew he would never leave me, never let me down-because the man had never abandoned anything in his long life. If… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
For Adam, screwed-up bonding thing or not, I’d wait forever. “Really?” he asked in a tone I’d never heard from him before.… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Stuff that. I'll write a doctoral thesis. Then I can go do what most of the… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“One more month," he said finally. "And then they—and Samuel, too—will just have to get used to it. His eye is the… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Warren made a noise, the first one I'd heard out of him since we'd come into the room. I'd have been happier… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
We’d spent years as adversaries, two predators sharing territory and a certain, unwelcome attraction. Somehow, during all those years I spent outwardly… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Mercy?” “Just a minute,” I told Adam. “I'm in the middle of a revelation. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
I didn't like anyone except me having their hands all over him. There had been possession in Wolf's touch, and Adam belonged… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Mine" he said. Adam's eyes narrowed. "I don't think so. She is mine." It would of been flattering,I thought,except that at least… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Heart turned to me, his face thoughtful. “Yesterday morning. Yes, that means that Daphne hadn’t been home for two days before that.”… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
It was Adam, but he was too late. He couldn’t love me anymore. He would be so angry with me. I had… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Are you going to tell me what that was about?” Adam asked as we went back upstairs. “Sometime,” I told him. “When… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Adam swore harshly. "New werewolves are dangerous, woman. Especially when they are cold and hungry." He looked at Mac, and his voice… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Werewolf games,' Mercy said solemnly, 'play for keeps, or go home.' She was so cute sometimes it made Adam's heart hurt. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Wolves eat coyotes," Gordon said[...] If he weren't an old man, I had some rude things I could have said to that.… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“Alpha of the Vltava Pack. Been around since the Middle fucking Ages. Apparently a baker-of all the sodding things for a fearsome… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
There is something incredibly arousing about being wanted. I pulled my hand back and sucked in a deep breath. “Adam,” I said. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
When we got to the moron who was sitting in the only path to the stairway, Adam caught my waist and lifted… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Hey, Adam,” I said. I thought you’d want to know that Warren and Darryl made it out of the vampire den alive.”… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“You going to watch my butt all day, or are you going to join me?" asked my mate. "What if I had… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
If you leave me naked and waiting on the bed without making love to me, I’ll—” I didn’t get to finish the… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“His favorite saying was, 'Interdum feror cupidine partium magnarum europe vincendarum." "'Sometimes I have the urge to conquer large parts of Europe'?" Boyd said,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I break things, a lot of things, but I don’t want one of them to be you.” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“want to. Adam wasn’t angry. He wouldn’t hurt me. I let him pull the power of his pack over me like a warm” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I promise I won't spank you," he told me, his voice rough and low as he added, "not unless you ask me to." I… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I paused to pat the truck’s hood gently in apology when someone put his hand on my shoulder. I grabbed the hand and rotated… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
In this dream, I wasn’t a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote’s almost daughter, and I had all the strength… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“She hit us,” the woman shrieked. That was the gist of it anyway. There were a lot of unladylike words that began with “F,”… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image