“She knew she couldn’t escape unscathed, and the trauma would take her a long time to get past. And she might never… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
“Do you live and work here?" Trinity clenched her fist against his chest, her thoughts spinning. "At the ranch?" The corner of… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
“A good friend will bail you out of jail. A best friend will be sitting next to you Saying, 'Damn. We fucked… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
Sometimes you know that no one can replace the person you love, and your heart will never be the same. — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
Sure.” Olivia smirked. “Good ol’ New York Public Library. I’m sure it’s up to date on the latest Demons that escape through well-guarded Demon… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
Jesus Christ.” The fury on Nick’s face was enough to send me reeling and he hit the table hard enough with his hand that… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
“I could picture how Caprice was before we lost her. Dark hair, beautiful smile, intelligent hazel eyes, quick wit. Now gone. Just gone. Like… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
Why did people run around in random directions when shooting started instead of literally hitting the deck to stay out of the line of… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
“She knew she couldn’t escape unscathed, and the trauma would take her a long time to get past. And she might never fully heal… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
A Touch of Crimson explodes with passion and heat. A hot, sexy angel to die for and a gutsy heroine make for one exciting… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
Hellooo.” I held out my arm. “An amethyst woman with blue hair is telling you this.” She reached out and scraped her short nails… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
It’s when I have to acknowledge the past and all of those nameless, faceless people I’d assassinated, that I unravel inside. — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
Zane brought her hand to his chest, over his heart and she felt the strong rapid beat through his shirt. “Feel that?” His throat… — Cheyenne McCray Copy Share Image
