“Bryan pulled back and laid his forehead against Zahara’s, his breath ragged and intense enough to set her on fire. “You’e making this difficult.” “Making what difficult?” Zahara huffed. “Leaving you.” Bryan closed his eyes and kissed her again.” — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Zahara roared and threw herself at him, smacking Bryan back against the ground and swinging a right hook into his nose. She exclaimed in… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Drive-by declaration of love, how romantic,” Becca joked. Zahara smirked. “Hey, it’s either that or sending a carrier pigeon, but I have a feeling… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Any chance I’d get to see you in that bikini?” Zahara punched him in the arm. “No more talk of me in anything remotely… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Enough with the games, I know what you are, Nephilim and if you make one move, I promise I will carve you open.” ~Zahara” — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Solomon, you will remember that although I agreed to ally myself and my coven with yours, that does not mean you have any semblance… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“All those night long phone calls! All those secret visits to my house! All those secret walks! And you’re fond of me! You think… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“You caught me, I was definitely dreaming of you. If I remember correctly, you were frolicking on a beach, wearing a pretty skimpy red… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Please, like I believe that,” Zahara scoffed. “I know what your boss wants, and I’m not playing house with him.” Chamuel chuckled. “Too bad… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Nice to meet His Creepiness,” Zahara said with a sneer. “In case your douchebag of a boss has never told you, sneaking up on… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Bryan pressed her closer against him and placed her arms to circle his neck from behind. He moved a little faster and Zahara fell… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“Zahara didn’t respond, she just ran, knowing if she turned around she might be as likely to kiss him as she would be to… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
“He’s an Imago,” Adam repeated. “They kill humans, or use them as blood banks.” "You speak as if humans do not do that to… — Annabell Cadiz Copy Share Image
