“Zahara roared and threw herself at him, smacking Bryan back against the ground and swinging a right hook into his nose. She exclaimed in triumph as her fist connected with his face, hoping it hurt his nose as bad as… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Zahara roared and threw herself at him, smacking Bryan back against the ground and swinging a right hook into his nose. She exclaimed in… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Drive-by declaration of love, how romantic,” Becca joked. Zahara smirked. “Hey, it’s either that or sending a carrier pigeon, but I have a feeling… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Any chance I’d get to see you in that bikini?” Zahara punched him in the arm. “No more talk of me in anything remotely… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Enough with the games, I know what you are, Nephilim and if you make one move, I promise I will carve you open.” ~Zahara” — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Solomon, you will remember that although I agreed to ally myself and my coven with yours, that does not mean you have any semblance… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“All those night long phone calls! All those secret visits to my house! All those secret walks! And you’re fond of me! You think… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“You caught me, I was definitely dreaming of you. If I remember correctly, you were frolicking on a beach, wearing a pretty skimpy red… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Please, like I believe that,” Zahara scoffed. “I know what your boss wants, and I’m not playing house with him.” Chamuel chuckled. “Too bad… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Nice to meet His Creepiness,” Zahara said with a sneer. “In case your douchebag of a boss has never told you, sneaking up on… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Bryan pressed her closer against him and placed her arms to circle his neck from behind. He moved a little faster and Zahara fell… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Zahara didn’t respond, she just ran, knowing if she turned around she might be as likely to kiss him as she would be to… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“He’s an Imago,” Adam repeated. “They kill humans, or use them as blood banks.” "You speak as if humans do not do that to… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
