“Bella-Bella," he whispered. She reluctantly opened her eyes. "Good morning," he said with a wide smile, lips wet from their kisses. The… — Evangeline Collins Copy Share Image
“He had no choice. None at all. His kind rarely did. His shoulders slumped in resignation. He hung his head. His will,… — Evangeline Collins Copy Share Image
“...It had been the Frenchwoman's idea to send Gideon as a gift. It should rankle, it should abrade his pride, to have… — Evangeline Collins Copy Share Image
“If I could, I would summon the sun for you." Her step faltered and she looked slowly over to him with a… — Evangeline Collins Copy Share Image
“He chuckled, a low, amused rumble. The girl was accustomed to his presence in Bella's bedchamber, but on previous occasions he hadn't… — Evangeline Collins Copy Share Image
“Come for me." His words were a plea, whispered hotly in her ear.” — Evangeline Collins Copy Share Image
“But what the long walk had not done was reveal the cause of the inherent distaste that had sprung out of nowhere… — Evangeline Collins Copy Share Image
