“They weren't all like this but Mr. Jenkins was a few bones short of a graveyard and his instability as a human had followed him into Lycanthropy, creating exciting and lethal new problems.” — Eleanor Rousseau Copy Share Image
“Is the Fey also in the bed?" his tone was flat. I reached over and shoved Grant off the bed. "No?" "Seriously, Kia?" he… — Eleanor Rousseau Copy Share Image
“Some people in our family used their Wiccan powers for to save lives, Gordo used them to help people practice safe sex. Not all… — Eleanor Rousseau Copy Share Image
“I kissed him briefly, “She’s family.” “That’s not always enough,” he reminded me, eyes shadowed. When it came to family, the guy had his… — Eleanor Rousseau Copy Share Image
“I ran my fingers through his dark, soft hair, “I think maybe I’ve been yours for a while now.” It was probably the sappiest… — Eleanor Rousseau Copy Share Image
“Don’t get smart with me, whiskers, you shapeshifters aren’t any better than Witches.” “Tell me that when you can bench press a car.” He… — Eleanor Rousseau Copy Share Image
“My heart rate increased but I couldn’t quite tell if it was from fear or arousal. His teeth pierced my skin a little and… — Eleanor Rousseau Copy Share Image
“They weren't all like this but Mr. Jenkins was a few bones short of a graveyard and his instability as a human had followed… — Eleanor Rousseau Copy Share Image
