Bones smiled. “Oh, grand. Going to make me beat the truth out of you? My favorite way to work. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
She was my mother. I couldn't threaten to slap, stab, beat or even name call her. I tried to think of something… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Shame on you, Crispin. Married how long, and you haven't spanked your wife with a metal spatula yet?" I'd gotten used to… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I’d heard Bones threaten to beat someone with their own limb before, but I’d always assumed that was a figure of speech.… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Bones didn’t share any of my qualms about suddenly holding an arm that wasn’t attached to a body anymore. He just grabbed… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Yes, but you are still only human.” I laughed, the sound of it drowned out by the crunch of rocks as the… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I’d want our wedding to be special. I don’t have a dress, you don’t have a best man, and instead of flowers,… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Or for the gorgeously bare vampire to give her a sensual massage while feeding her peeled grapes. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“Stop it,” Adrian ordered, his strange accent thicker with his vehemence. “I promise, I’m not going to hurt you!” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“All right, you deadly little ghostlings,” I muttered. “Mama says go back to bed! - Cat” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I’m in, Cat. I’d never leave you. Especially when you’ve got death breathing down your neck.” “Very funny,” I retorted, since Bones was inches… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I remember hearing you scream, Cat, and seeing your face. But I don’t remember dying. And how can I go on if I’m dead?”… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Cat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. “Uh, before this goes any further, let’s at least introduce ourselves to your friend.… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I went over to the narrow closet and picked out another outfit, glancing behind me to make sure Bones had shut the door before… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Wouldn’t that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I was too shocked to respond, but Bones's laughter broke the silence. "You must be taking a piss on me." "Am I expected to… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The paranormal bad boy is usually a fiercely loyal partner for the heroine. Once his sights are set on her, he doesn't notice other… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“A shrug. “I wasn’t sent to you until now.” “Are you serious?” Incredulity sharpened my tone. “Is your boss in a bad mood, or… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
