“I’m not fucking you, not until you tell me the truth about Uram.' Something dark crawled across his face. 'Sexual blackmail, Elena?' She snorted. 'You treat me like a pet. Go fetch the bad archangel/vampire/whatever the fuck he is, Ellie,… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
“You're calling Illium a pretty boy?" Elena snorted, glad to focus on something other than the heavy cloud of death that hung over the city. "Have you looked in a mirror lately?" "I have scars, like any respectable male.” — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
