“(On her son) I've met writer's block. He is short, diapered and keeps unplugging my laptop. Good news: he can be conquered with a bottle and a nap.” — Cyrese Covelli Copy Share Image
“In innocence, she’ll light the fire And set ablaze the fun’ral pyre And one shall rise and one shall fall, By hand of she… — Cyrese Covelli Copy Share Image
“(On her son) I've met writer's block. He is short, diapered and keeps unplugging my laptop. Good news: he can be conquered with a… — Cyrese Covelli Copy Share Image
“After a moment, he found my neck, kissing the nape, his teeth grazing my skin and causing me to make a small noise very… — Cyrese Covelli Copy Share Image
“You really shouldn’t have come,” Lord Blackthorne said, his hand slipping across my face to cup my jaw, fingers brushing my cheek. I shrieked, shrinking back and kicking at my captor with stocking-covered feet. “Such a pretty child, in such an ugly place. Tell me, do you think your dear husband would mind if I stole a kiss from the… — Cyrese Covelli Copy Share
“Simple and predictable seem pretty darn tantalizing when you’re a witch. Lately, I’ve wished for a lot of things to be the way they… — Cyrese Covelli Copy Share Image
“How do you know me, girl?” He asked, his voice caked with venom. There was movement from the curtains and the throng of vamps… — Cyrese Covelli Copy Share Image
“Linsey pulled away, smiling in a way that would have made him look almost angelic if it wasn’t for the blood smeared around his… — Cyrese Covelli Copy Share Image
