“But no one has seen a trace of lightbearers in over five hundred years. Somebody wiped them out. Probably our kind, trying… — Tami Lund Copy Share Image
“She wore a fitted white scoop neck shirt under a thin jacket, slim brown pants and tennis shoes. He bet she looked hot in… — Tami Lund Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t like she hadn’t come across hot guys throughout the course of the last three years, so why was her heart racing? Why… — Tami Lund Copy Share Image
“But no one has seen a trace of lightbearers in over five hundred years. Somebody wiped them out. Probably our kind, trying to inherit… — Tami Lund Copy Share Image
“How can I?” Kennedy asked. “How can I trust someone again?” Sabrina adjusted her veil and squeezed her fist around the white-with-blue-embroidery handkerchief in… — Tami Lund Copy Share Image
“He did that slow perusal thing with his eyes that guys did when they wanted a girl to know they liked what they saw.… — Tami Lund Copy Share Image
“What’s your version of the perfect guy?” “I guess I’d like someone who proves he cares by his actions instead of just saying it… — Tami Lund Copy Share Image
