“How are we going to break through the glass?” Remy asked. Between us, Zane pulled out his lighter and lit a cigarette. “We could use your head.” — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“You need to have an exit plan for this line of work, or you’re going to end up with a vagina like a pothole.… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“This is like some Lord of the Rings shit! We’re about to enter Mordor!” — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“How are we going to break through the glass?” Remy asked. Between us, Zane pulled out his lighter and lit a cigarette. “We could… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“Come on. What woman hasn't had to wrap her lips around something unsavory and sell it to the croud?” — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“Damn, girl. You are a kinky fuck." I glanced down. The sheet was spattered with blood, my skin covered with dried red lines. Awkward.… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“You are everything to me, Princess.” “Then come and love me,” I said softly to him. “I’ve waited forever for you to touch me… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“A rich, mellow voice touched my ears, and I looked up to stare into the most beautiful blue eyes I’d ever seen. He was… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“I can't, Muffin. I can't talk to him. Why? He was good enough to sleep with, but not good enough to talk to now… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“You’re an adult, and immortal—you’re free to make your own choices, not have them crammed down your throat by my actions.” — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“I'm in the basement of a club with a porn star and bazillion vampires, and we're waiting for their queen. You tell me if… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“Let me get this straight. You've just told me that I was bitten by a vampire, had sex with an angel, then I died,… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“he knew darn good and well who and what I was. Before I could protest, Joel broke in again. “She’s put Adam to sleep,”… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
“There are boundaries, of course. Every person has them. But be prepared for people to try and push you past those boundaries. Not because… — Jill Myles Copy Share Image
