“He shoved the phone at her again. “What does this do?” Hand shaking, she took it from him. “Um. It’s called a… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Oh God, now she couldn’t remember why she’d ever left him. She needed him. More than air or sunlight and beaches, definitely… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Yes, a proud, proud moment in my life. If only that could go on my Facebook timeline!” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“A tick of amusement flashed in Tomas’ eyes. “I can see you are not quite comfortable with leaving your quarters just yet,… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“It was a few minutes before Helena could stop panting. She dared not read any further, or she’d crash through the connecting… — Sherry Thomas Copy Share Image
“Helena abruptly stopped, cursing herself for deciding to go on this stupid trip to the ruins. If only she’d stayed at the… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Is there any spot on his body that isn’t hard? Tonsils? Kidneys? Oh! His tongue... silky little devil.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“What the hell?” Helena objected. “And would someone please flick a Bic or rub two sticks together? I want to die knowing… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Am I really going to die?” Cimil’s face lit up with shock. “Jeez. What kind of goddess do you think I am?… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Oh. Come on! I left my backpack on the bus.” According to Darwin, you’re a prime candidate for extinction. Too stupid to… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“You’re hurt,” she commented. And I care? Okay. It’s official. I’m my own species now: pathetic-deathwish-osaurus…I sooo hear extinction calling me.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Helena, my love,” she heard a deep voice whisper from behind. Helena gasped and held on tight to that breath. Jeans clutched… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Sometimes it was funny - the passion he put into each new phase.” — Jonathan Kellerman Copy Share Image
“What did you do to your hair? I don’t like it as much.” His brow knitted. “How do you like it?” “I… — Sherry Thomas Copy Share Image
“Okay. Good point.” He’s very honest. I should ask how he is in bed. She slapped her hands over her mouth. “I… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Hastings sat down and braced his arm along the back of the chaise, quite effectively letting it be known he did not… — Sherry Thomas Copy Share Image
“The corner of his mouth twitched with an arrogant smirk. “You are my mate, sì?” “Mate?” Like, as in…first? Buddy? Other shoe?… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“For darn certain, that other sensation (which she was not going to think about) was her body telling her the time had… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Her hand reached up and took a strand of his hair between her fingers. “Simple as that.” She gently pulled on that… — Sherry Thomas Copy Share Image
“She had to get a hold of herself. She had to run. Did she have a chance of making it out alive?… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“As darkness descended, fear continued hammering on the cracks of her rational mind. Even the critters had decided to ratchet up the… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Andrus turned the engine and gave her a suspicious look. “You smell like...” He shifted into drive. “What?” “Nothing, but—did something happen… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Do you think I should be paying my addresses to Mrs. Martin, my dear Miss Fitzhugh?” he whispered. “Martin doesn’t look the… — Sherry Thomas Copy Share Image
“So, what's up with you and Damian?" Helena asks. "What do you mean?" I can feel the hear of a blush coloring… — Lisa Ann Sandell Copy Share Image
“I saw this cartoon in the paper, once. That Viking, Hagar the Horrible? He’s standing on the mountaintop, holding his hands to… — Jonathan Kellerman Copy Share Image
