I’d relived enough terrible events happening to cautious people to know that prudence wasn’t a guarantee for happiness. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
There were words for what he meant to me, but if I studied every language ever spoken for the next thousand years,… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
He also deeply distrusts vampires, as you had guessed yourself,” Bones added. “Aside from that, all I heard was enough repetitions of… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
...love him enough to give him this, even if it's at the price of your pride." (Annette to Cat) — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
If anyone's under a spell, Justina, it's me. Your daughter put one on me five years ago, and I haven't broken free… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Now I am short on some props, and there isn't nearly enough time in one night to run through all the ways… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
His embrace was my drug of choice, and as any addict knew, one sampling was way too many and a thousand never… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Can we move this along?" a bored voice stated. "I have places to be and people to shag." "Ian, I'm not going… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Or for the gorgeously bare vampire to give her a sensual massage while feeding her peeled grapes. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“Stop it,” Adrian ordered, his strange accent thicker with his vehemence. “I promise, I’m not going to hurt you!” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“All right, you deadly little ghostlings,” I muttered. “Mama says go back to bed! - Cat” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I’m in, Cat. I’d never leave you. Especially when you’ve got death breathing down your neck.” “Very funny,” I retorted, since Bones was inches… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I remember hearing you scream, Cat, and seeing your face. But I don’t remember dying. And how can I go on if I’m dead?”… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Cat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. “Uh, before this goes any further, let’s at least introduce ourselves to your friend.… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I went over to the narrow closet and picked out another outfit, glancing behind me to make sure Bones had shut the door before… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Wouldn’t that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I was too shocked to respond, but Bones's laughter broke the silence. "You must be taking a piss on me." "Am I expected to… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The paranormal bad boy is usually a fiercely loyal partner for the heroine. Once his sights are set on her, he doesn't notice other… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“A shrug. “I wasn’t sent to you until now.” “Are you serious?” Incredulity sharpened my tone. “Is your boss in a bad mood, or… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
