“You called her Kitten? And she let you? She put me in a coma for three days when I called her that!… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Kitten, this is my best mate, Charles, but you can call him Spade. Charles, this is Cat, the woman I’ve been telling… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
It was official. I now wanted to murder a ghost, a notion I'd discarded as unlikely only twenty minutes before. (Cat) — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“You treat me as if I was a feeble Human who couldn't survive without your help, but I am a MASTER bloody… — 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
Between the money and the illegal merchandise, Bones was getting millions. No wonder he laughed at my salary. -Cat — 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
But the main point is that he still had swimmers in his sacks.” “Excuse me?” “You know, luv. Sperm, if you want… — 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
Happy belated birthday, Cat," he said, giving me a self-deprecating smile. "Aren't you glad Juan picked the place and not me? We… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“Christ girl, Ι wasn't even going to bite you. Well, not the way you're thinking." "I'm flattered you want to fuck me… — 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
There is only one way to fight, and that's dirty. Clean gentlemanly fighting will get you nowhere but dead, and fast. Take… — 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
“Even though he was inside the house, I could still hear Vlad’s sardonic mutter of “Where’s a tissue when I need one?”… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Cat, hmmm? From where I sit you look more like a Kitten." My head jerked around and I shot him an annoyed… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
As if Spade's chivalry would allow him to do anything to a woman. The harshest punishment she could imagine him dishing out… — 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
