“It wasn't just my beast's hunger, but Jean-Claude's blood thirst and Richard's craving for flesh. It was all that and the ardeur… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Auggie said you were too sentimental for your own good sometimes." Out loud he said, "Perhaps, but you have taught me that… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“He smiled and extended a hand. "I knew you would do it, ma petite." "You arrogant son of a bitch." I smashed… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I did not run to him, but I did wrap my arms around him, press my ear to his chest, hold on… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind,” he said, “That from the nunnery, Of they chaste breast and quiet mind.” I looked… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I want nothing more than to climb between the silk sheets and wrap our nude bodies around one another. I want to… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“You are an irritating son of a bitch.” “Ah, ma petite, how can I resist you when you whisper such sweet endearments… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
