“I'm not naive…I grew up in a white supremacist compound with a daddy who wanted to murder innocent people and blow up the government for funzies. They beat up and possibly killed anyone who didn't agree with their ideals, and… — Toni Anderson Copy Share
“Thank you. For letting me have my wicked way with you.” “I took an oath to serve my country.” “One woman at a time?”… — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“I'm not naive…I grew up in a white supremacist compound with a daddy who wanted to murder innocent people and blow up the government for funzies. They beat up and possibly killed anyone who didn't agree with their ideals, and married their daughters off to perverts to hide sex crimes. I am not one of those females who see the… — Toni Anderson Copy Share
“He was fully aroused as he moved against her, and she opened her mouth on a shocked gasp. His tongue slipped inside her mouth… — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“Parker checked his watch. “I can give you a ride to DC in about an hour. I have to get fitted for a new… — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“worst storm surges—maybe even a tsunami. Brent Carver had obviously done very well for himself with his paintings. She’d known he was private, almost” — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“His grip hurt and he tasted dangerous; there was no other way to describe it. Like fire and sweat and savageness that scared her.… — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“He turned her in his arms and kissed her. His hands were full of woman as she wrapped herself around his body so tight… — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“A shimmer of something feral moved over his face—a father’s anguish, raw and defiant, but something else too, rage. “I know to you she’s… — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“Cam smiled as she grabbed the hem of his jeans and pulled them until his feet hit the floor with a thud. He was… — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“He slid his hands up her back and lifted her until they were eye to eye. She held his gaze, those changeable eyes of… — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“His phone pinged. A text from Mallory. His pulse raced. So much for being the” — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
“But it turned out you couldn't run from your past. It always found a way to track you down.” — Toni Anderson Copy Share Image
