“At least I know you are American.” Crap! “What? I bloody am not…mate.” “That could be the worst Australian accent I have ever heard.” “That’s because…I’m British. Jolly good. Pip, pip! Long live the queen!” He flicked me an amused… — A. Kirk Copy Share Image
“At least I know you are American.” Crap! “What? I bloody am not…mate.” “That could be the worst Australian accent I have ever heard.”… — A. Kirk Copy Share Image
“Logan studied him for a moment. “What exactly is your power?” “Staying alive,” Cristiano answered. “You’d better be sure she does,” Ayden said. “Stay… — A. Kirk Copy Share Image
“Paris? Psh, lame. I'd take my babe on horseback through the mountains up to the falls. Then we'd have a picnic on top of… — A. Kirk Copy Share Image
“You didn’t put up a protective shield?” “The shields I found on the Internet involved human sacrifice and down payment of my firstborn, so… — A. Kirk Copy Share Image
“She was in hell.” Logan grabbed Blake’s hand, planted a foot against the giant’s thigh and heaved back. “We need to make sure she’s… — A. Kirk Copy Share Image
“Oh,” he said with resigned defeat. “Would you rather…have someone else? Please don’t say Blake. He’ll be impossible—” “No, it’s—” Ayden slapped his forehead.… — A. Kirk Copy Share Image
