“So. You in?” Niccolo looked from side to side. “In? In what?” “Yes. In. Are you onboard? Ready to throw down. Roll the dice. Ride that crazy cow called life and make her your bitch?” Niccolo frowned. Her colloquialisms were… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Niccolo had never seen so many gadgets and flashing lights, all just so they could remotely observe an abandoned military hanger about a quarter… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Any day now?” Viktor prodded. “Sì, sì. Do not get your…” Niccolo paused to recall the exact phrase. “Get your balls in a bunch.”… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“I’d spent so much time thinking about the future and about becoming someone I could never be that I’d simply missed the point: I… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“He shoved the phone at her again. “What does this do?” Hand shaking, she took it from him. “Um. It’s called a Smartphone. You… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Oh God, now she couldn’t remember why she’d ever left him. She needed him. More than air or sunlight and beaches, definitely more than… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Yes, a proud, proud moment in my life. If only that could go on my Facebook timeline!” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“You may rely on it," he (Tommasso) said with that exotic accent. "Sorry, I don't speak Magic 8-Ball.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“A tick of amusement flashed in Tomas’ eyes. “I can see you are not quite comfortable with leaving your quarters just yet, so may… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“…But since you came here, the only thing I can think about is you. You’re like a goddamned fever I can’t rid myself of.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“ First, you will have to find your true mate. Or, more accurately, she will find you. A human, by the way." "Human ?"… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Your body is a piece of fucking art, but that doesn’t mean you can use it to get what you want.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Helena abruptly stopped, cursing herself for deciding to go on this stupid trip to the ruins. If only she’d stayed at the hotel with… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
