“She was a journeyman trapper and caretaker of Denver Beck's heart. Even Hell knew her name. Blackthorne's daughter would never settle for… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
Will you wear my ring so all the world knows yer mine?" Beck wasn't asking for her hand in marriage, but it… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
Don't start,” he warned. “What?” she said, grinning. “I'm sure all the big, bad trappers have a bun-bun in their houses. — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“Beck finished his call. Once he was paying attention again, she pointed downward with the pipe. Peering over the edge of the… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“Do not get yourself arrested, you hear?” she urged. “I am not going to bail your butt out of jail, mister.” “Now… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“Were ya really tryin' to stab that demon in the ass?” Riley groaned. “No, I was aiming for its leg, and it… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
Can you dance?" she asked before she could stop herself. "I can," he said, affronted. "I'm really good with the slow songs. — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
Beck behaved himself, though it was really difficult, especially during the slow dances when they were so tantalizingly close. He savoured the… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
When he turned back toward her, he kissed her deeply. "Don't ever doubt that I love you," he said, cupping her chin… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
He slid his hand onto Riley's bare abdomen. "I got to thinkin' that a few years down the line, when yer older,… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“As Beck drove out of the garage, he gave the parking attendants a big toothy smile and a wave. “There's some snow… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“Ya've got no respect, woman," Beck retorted. After the door closed behind him she realized what he'd said. "Woman?" He wasn't calling… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“Beck must have seen how frightened she was because his expression softened. He leaned close, and whispered, “Do ya trust me, Riley?”… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
I love you Denver Beck," she whispered. "I have for a long time." Then she stepped back. "Now it's your turn to… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
It was the kiss of a man who had waited years for the moment, and feared that it would never come again. — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“What did ya learn from this dumbass stunt?” Here's where she was supposed to apologize, promise to be a good little girl… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
She knew what he had in mind. He'll propose in Scotland on my birthday. There was no doubt as to what her… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
I can't face losin' ya, Riley. Yer all I got left in this world.” That brutal honesty again. He'd peeled away more… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
That's Denver Beck, isn't it? Paul mentioned him. What's he like?" Ori asked. "Oh, where do I start? Beck's mouthy and he… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“The demon stopped its frantic attempts to escape. It stared at the glitter and began to pant, fingers twitching in anticipation. More twitching. Faster… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
Simon had been all lined up and he’d managed to throw away the best girl he’d ever meet. “What a dumbass,” Beck muttered. “No… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“Ozymandias controls not only the dead, but the living. He works the dark magics, and it is said he knows the paths between the… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
Ya hafta be there for Beck. He only has you." Riley sighed. "I'll get the car. — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“I promised Paul I'd keep ya safe, he said. If that means packin' yer ass out of town so it doesen't get humped by… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“She was a journeyman trapper and caretaker of Denver Beck's heart. Even Hell knew her name. Blackthorne's daughter would never settle for "okay" ever… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
“You could have let that thing flatten me, but you didn't. Why?” “I could ask you the same question.” She was too tired to… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
Will you wear my ring so all the world knows yer mine?" Beck wasn't asking for her hand in marriage, but it was so… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
Don't start,” he warned. “What?” she said, grinning. “I'm sure all the big, bad trappers have a bun-bun in their houses. — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
I learned that the Holy Water better be fresh, that I need practice throwing the spheres, and that someone has to watch my back… — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
Accept that I enjoy being with you. Accept that when I'm with you I see Heaven in your eyes. — Jana Oliver Copy Share Image
