“Daemon followed me home after school. Literally. He tailed me in his new Infiniti SUV. My old Camry, with its leaky exhaust… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Ash twisted toward Daemon, her cheeks flushed. “I can’t believe you’re allowing him to do this. Next thing we know, you’ll be… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Humping my leg like a dog in heat every time I'm around you doesn't prove you like me, Daemon.' Daemon clamped his… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Daemon was standing in the doorway of my bedroom. Hair messy from sleep, flannel pajama bottoms rumpled. No shirt. Three feet plus… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“He was a jerk. Moody. But there had been brief moments that I’d spent with him—like a nanosecond—when I thought I might… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Daemon had not stayed. My smile slipped from my face. He was standing by the window, his back to me. “I got… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Daemon stilled above me. 'I won't hurt you, Kat.' His tone was softer, but still laced with fury as he tried to… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Daemon,” a voice whispered from the shadows of my front porch. “What in the world are you doing out here?” Debating on… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“His hand rested above my hip, having a totally different impact on me. My skin tingled underneath the chiffon. Daemon cleared his… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“„Did you just…clean a dish?” Dee backed away slowly, blinking. She glanced at Daemon. “The world is going to end. And I’m… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“I tried to push down my anger. One thing I hated more than Daemon's douche-nozzle side was him telling me what to… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Aliens—if they exist—are little green men with big eyes and spindly arms or…or giant insects or something like a lumpy little creature.”… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Listen to me, Daemon. This isn’t your fault. I wouldn’t change a damn thing. Okay? Yes, things have sucked, but I’d go… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“I needed to stop staring at his bicep...and chest...and tattoo. Never thought the sun could be so...sexy. Wow. This was awkward.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“If you want a woman with a tight little kitty, the find one with itty bitty titties!” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“Pretty much all women who wear pantsuits are evil. Kat's head tipped to the side. Okay. I do have to agree with that.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“People with the purest souls are capable of the greatest evils. No one is perfect, no matter what they are or what side they… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“Bethany." His quiet voice intruded. Her heart turned over heavily. "This is real right?" His face contorted as if he were in pain. "Yes,… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“You know, my sister and I can’t understand what Dawson sees in you. You’re just a silly little human.” His arm shot out so… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“He stepped aside, allowing me back into the hallway. As we headed to another elevator, he was glued to my hip. "As close as… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“He bent down, pressing his head against her forehead. “Seriously though, I want this – I want you … More than I’ve ever wanted anything.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“Everybody, no matter what is happening around them, deserves the kind of love that man feels for you” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“I can't believe you ate all the ice cream, Daemon!"I cringed and stopped inside the dining room. There was no way I was going… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“Aiden grabbed my arm, pulling me right against his chest. The unexpected contact fried my brain. “If I was like every other pure-blood, I… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“Fine!” I threw my hands up in the air. “Yes, you mean something to me. What you did for me on Thanksgiving—that made me…”… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“Please tell me that I undressed myself last night.” A half-smile formed. “Is that what you want to hear?” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“It’s not great. What kind of connection is this? A one-way hotline to Pervyville?” I took a step forward, on a roll now. “It’s… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
