“We’re monsters. And our love is this monstrous thing that will devour us” — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“It may be the darkest part, but a living heartwood is a force to be reckoned with.” — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“She lifts the white gown. "The prince loves white." Her fingers caress the satin. "He had your betrothal gown made just for you." (...)… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“. “Well precious, let this be a lesson.” He snapped my hands above my head, gripping them both with only one of his. He… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Ours is not a love story—we’re too volatile, too explosive for monotony. No, our story comes with a warning. Beware” — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“My senses flood with feeling, so intense, and then I'm cradled in warmth. The heat stems from my hand and spreads through my body.… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Everything is against us... But I have something they don't. A love that will stop at nothing to defend the true heir to Egypt… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Would you trade a long, nearly immortal life of servitude in exchange for a short one...with me?" I tuck in my chin, avoiding his… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“I’ve heard people say that you have to tip-toe around a woman’s emotions, but a man’s ego is every bit as fragile, if not… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“You're mine, London. We can dance this violent dance until we bleed each other dry, or we can surrender. Your choice. But I will… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“Isn't he beautiful?" Hadley says longingly. Yes , I think, but not in the way she obviously sees him. He's beautiful in the way… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
“You know, Sir Devlan. Many women might find the quiet type endearing," I say. "I admit, a man of few words has an attractive… — Trisha Wolfe Copy Share Image
