“Helena silently put down the phone and tiptoed to the bathroom door. What should she do? Run? Knock? Walk in? Get naked? And…how should she feel? Excited? Freaked out? Angry because he hadn’t called for three weeks? Relieved, because the… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Niccolo had never seen so many gadgets and flashing lights, all just so they could remotely observe an abandoned military hanger about a quarter… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Any day now?” Viktor prodded. “Sì, sì. Do not get your…” Niccolo paused to recall the exact phrase. “Get your balls in a bunch.”… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“I’d spent so much time thinking about the future and about becoming someone I could never be that I’d simply missed the point: I… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“He shoved the phone at her again. “What does this do?” Hand shaking, she took it from him. “Um. It’s called a Smartphone. You… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Oh God, now she couldn’t remember why she’d ever left him. She needed him. More than air or sunlight and beaches, definitely more than… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Yes, a proud, proud moment in my life. If only that could go on my Facebook timeline!” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“You may rely on it," he (Tommasso) said with that exotic accent. "Sorry, I don't speak Magic 8-Ball.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“A tick of amusement flashed in Tomas’ eyes. “I can see you are not quite comfortable with leaving your quarters just yet, so may… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“…But since you came here, the only thing I can think about is you. You’re like a goddamned fever I can’t rid myself of.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“ First, you will have to find your true mate. Or, more accurately, she will find you. A human, by the way." "Human ?"… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Your body is a piece of fucking art, but that doesn’t mean you can use it to get what you want.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Helena abruptly stopped, cursing herself for deciding to go on this stupid trip to the ruins. If only she’d stayed at the hotel with… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Control, no. This place—I simply do not understand it. The humans here wear giant cocktail glasses around their necks and insert exorbitant amounts of… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“You want to leave the queen’s employ?” He nodded with an uncompromising stare. “Complicated. Unprecedented. Perfectly insane…I’m in!” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Is there any spot on his body that isn’t hard? Tonsils? Kidneys? Oh! His tongue... silky little devil.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
