“She felt both relaxed and protected with him, at least from outside forces. Nothing, it seemed, could protect her from him, and tonight she wasn’t even certain she wanted to be. Claimed, and mated. She was his, but was he… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
I have a real low tolerance for parasites, and you're so close to the limit that I'm already reaching for the flea powder. — Linda Howard Copy Share
“amusement in her eyes and had to grin. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice dropping to a low, intimate tone that excluded… — Linda Howard Copy Share
“It's daylight. Shouldn't you have burned to a crisp, or something? Don't you have to crawl into a coffin? Where do you keep it… — Linda Howard Copy Share
“Everything feels like the end of the world, and you can't reason with someone who can't see tomorrow.” — Linda Howard Copy Share
“What?” he demanded testily. Trammell raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t say anything.” “You’re thinking something, though. You’ve got that shit-eating smirk on your face.”… — Linda Howard Copy Share
God, I love you," he said, and laid his head on her belly, his arms locked around her hips. Madelyn slid her fingers into… — Linda Howard Copy Share
“Oh, Jesus,” he said, wheezing with the effort it took to control himself. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. “You… — Linda Howard Copy Share
“Don’t you want it?” “Want what?” “The engagement ring.” “Oh, is that what’s in the box? You threw my engagement ring at me?” Boy,… — Linda Howard Copy Share
“She had no sense of time, of what day it was, or anything beyond the bed she was on and the unceasing battle she… — Linda Howard Copy Share
