Do you have any idea how much I love you?” he asked. ”Enough to accept my apologies?” I suggested in a small… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
I didn't like anyone except me having their hands all over him. There had been possession in Wolf's touch, and Adam belonged… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Heart turned to me, his face thoughtful. “Yesterday morning. Yes, that means that Daphne hadn’t been home for two days before that.”… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
I think that I can count on the fingers of one hand the times you've actually said the word ‘women' and not… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
And thus Charles found himself wandering around a hotel, trailing federal agents as he held a cardboard coffee cup holder in each… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
There is something incredibly arousing about being wanted. I pulled my hand back and sucked in a deep breath. “Adam,” I said. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
And that's when Anna realized that what the wolf had been asking Bran for was death. Impulsively, Anna stepped away from Charles.… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“His favorite saying was, 'Interdum feror cupidine partium magnarum europe vincendarum." "'Sometimes I have the urge to conquer large parts of Europe'?" Boyd said,… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I break things, a lot of things, but I don’t want one of them to be you.” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been. — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“want to. Adam wasn’t angry. He wouldn’t hurt me. I let him pull the power of his pack over me like a warm” — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I promise I won't spank you," he told me, his voice rough and low as he added, "not unless you ask me to." I… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“I paused to pat the truck’s hood gently in apology when someone put his hand on my shoulder. I grabbed the hand and rotated… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
In this dream, I wasn’t a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote’s almost daughter, and I had all the strength… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
“She hit us,” the woman shrieked. That was the gist of it anyway. There were a lot of unladylike words that began with “F,”… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium… — Patricia Briggs Copy Share Image
