“Look at the time." I tipped my chin toward the clock. "It's past midnight. It's January second. You lost." For several moments he stared at the clock like it was an Arum he was about to blast into the next… — 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
