“Why did you choose to save me?” “I could not let you die.” He placed the plate and glass on the kitchen counter. “But you have let goodness knows how many people die. Why me?” “You made me...” He leaned… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“I cocked my eyebrow at her. "Are you kidding me, Clare?" I indicated to the dead man on the broken pine table. "There is… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“Right, I can't watch this shit." Kacey grunted as he got up. "It's one thing getting a hard-on over you, baby girl. The fact… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“The corners of his lips picked up. "You really didn't know I've been following you for the last five weeks?" Yeah, please feel free… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“Ah, the ancient language of sarcasm. How it suits you." "Why thank you, petal. It is one of my many talents, and I happen… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“I don't know what they are. They aren't completely human, so I don't know what to call them." I pulled one of the bags… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“What are friends for, but to help each other get through bad times and have multiple orgasms?” — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“You got the list?” Lewis asked. “What the hell is the deal with the temperature?” “Razel is not allowed to sweat,” Maximo answered. “If… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“She made a slow turn as she loosened her ponytail and shook her head; her hair streamed down her back like a glossy black… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“We need to get you laid." Despite the fact she couldn't see my face, my brow furrowed. "How is that going to help?" "Rebound… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“My family stood right in front of me, talking and smiling. I felt like I was viewing one of those cheesy ad shots for… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“At the beginning of our relationship, my heart pounded so loudly whenever I stood near him. He had an effect on me that no… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“No, I’m not shy." I folded my arms across my shell-covered chest. The press of the hard material against my sensitive nipples caused my… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“This had to be Hell.Well, my Hell, and funnily enough, my Hell was in a church, surrounded by people I—either do or did—love.” — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
“Killing me still on the agenda, tough girl?" I walked over to the desk. "Yup, right here next to buy Brendan a leash." "Glad… — Elizabeth Morgan Copy Share Image
