“Good grief. Did my mother leave me any secrets? My favorite wine. Food. the key to my house. What's left?" - "Well, we still don't know if you spit or swallow.” — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“Reid cleared his throat. “Um, I wouldn’t challenge her on this. She once shot Johnny in the ass with buckshot when his mom ended… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“The excavation Samael had headed was considered the find of the century. Historians were calling it a treasure unlike any they’d seen. Rumor had… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“Actually, I was thinking we should talk about the fact that I’m here, and you’re here, both alive despite the forces of the undead… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“The citadel with its wicked truths and his power-hungry uncle was gone, but Rafe couldn’t erase what he knew. His entire life, everyone’s existence,… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“A grin spread across her face. He'd not only come for her, he loved her enough to start a galactic war. How cool was… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“Blackmail wasn’t a reason to tie himself to one woman for life. “Then don’t marry, but don’t come crying at my grave when I’m… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“Good grief. Did my mother leave me any secrets? My favorite wine. Food. the key to my house. What's left?" - "Well, we still… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“They could, but they wouldn’t make it far. Gators,” Marcus stated. “There’re also some vipers in there, and a few other traps for those… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“His lips brushed against mine and I twined my arms around his neck trying to pull him down on top of me. It was… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“Very well. In answer to your first question, yes, I am a vampire.” Ella bounced in her seat. “Oh, my god. That is so… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“what is your type? No wait. Let me guess. Hard, plastic coated and jammed full of big D batteries.” — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
“Parker would bring her. There would be no warning. One moment, he’d be tearing at his restraints, refusing to behave, and then she’d appear.… — Eve Langlais Copy Share Image
