“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… — 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… — 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
Let me get this straight. you want me to go stomping through a graveyard brandishing a bottle of booze to rouse an… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The lustful glances thrown his way made me wish he wasn’t such a damned bowl of eye candy." - Cat re: Bones — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“Damn, Ian was already there. I braced myself as he came out from behind the RV. He sniffed, his nose wrinkling. Then… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“You once told me you could stand many things.” My voice was raspy from all the emotions battering against those well-honed inner… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“You’re not going to let her do this, are you?” Bones snorted. “Let her? Mate, if you think you can control a… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Spade-“If you’d refrain from slamming my face any more into this dirty rock floor, I’ll do whatever you like,” was his even… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“You arrogant...” thrust through the stomach of a snapping zombie, twisting and using all my strength to cleave him in half “...… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Bring me liquor, Bones, fast, to take my foot out of my mouth. Cat to Bones — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Sweet bleedin’ Christ,” Bones interrupted. “Try not to let this turn you into a Ghost Whisperer, hmm? Adopting Fabian is one thing,… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Let me introduce my friend, Cat.’ The redhead, and for some reason, she looked familiar. ‘Her husband Bones’ – here Vlad smiled… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I am thirsty, and very susceptible to flattery... you could talk me into anything..." "So much for fighting the good fight," I… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I'm glad you're still upright, Charles, and the only reason you are is because she didn't have any silver. She'd have staked… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
...love him enough to give him this, even if it's at the price of your pride." (Annette to Cat) — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Between the money and the illegal merchandise, Bones was getting millions. No wonder he laughed at my salary. -Cat — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The image I'd had of myself as a child was someone I'd never be, and it was only recently that I realized… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Because, Cat, it’s the feminine persuasion that’s always the deadliest. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Nathanial can show me how to better control the change, but even so, you never have to worry about me turning into… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“Bastard hits harder than a fucking freight train." I just smiled. "I know.” — 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
