“Mr. Normal stepped forward and offered him a Scotch bottle. "You look like you could use some." Yeah, you think? Butch took… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Sorry about the question thing," Butch said to the black robes. "But I just... I'm glad I know what's in my veins.… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“With a deliberate shrug, he stepped free of the hold on his shoulder. “Tell me something, boys,” he drawled. “Do you wear… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
