“Seeing it was James McQuillen who’d spoken so casually to Zane, sent a jolt of electricity down my spine; I readied my torpedoes. Target, the betraying bastard’s manipulating mind. This Judas wouldn’t have a chance to hang himself. I’d beat… — Carol Van Atta Copy Share Image
“Ridiculous! I couldn’t marry, mate, or whatever it entailed with Zane. He was a werewolf. With my assorted background I was all for interracial… — Carol Van Atta Copy Share Image
“Words" he growled. His mental message almost changed my mind. "Your all the fun I need, Chloe. When will you figure it out? I.… — Carol Van Atta Copy Share Image
“Seeing it was James McQuillen who’d spoken so casually to Zane, sent a jolt of electricity down my spine; I readied my torpedoes. Target,… — Carol Van Atta Copy Share Image
