“Andrus turned the engine and gave her a suspicious look. “You smell like...” He shifted into drive. “What?” “Nothing, but—did something happen inside?” Could he really smell…that? He crinkled his nose. “Your face is red and your scent is…” Oh,… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Niccolo had never seen so many gadgets and flashing lights, all just so they could remotely observe an abandoned military hanger about a quarter… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Any day now?” Viktor prodded. “Sì, sì. Do not get your…” Niccolo paused to recall the exact phrase. “Get your balls in a bunch.”… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“I’d spent so much time thinking about the future and about becoming someone I could never be that I’d simply missed the point: I… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“He shoved the phone at her again. “What does this do?” Hand shaking, she took it from him. “Um. It’s called a Smartphone. You can talk to people or send messages. It’s got Internet too.” She pointed to a collection of funny looking symbols on the glossy surface. Inter-net. Is that used for some sort of fishing? And why is… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share
“Oh God, now she couldn’t remember why she’d ever left him. She needed him. More than air or sunlight and beaches, definitely more than… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Yes, a proud, proud moment in my life. If only that could go on my Facebook timeline!” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“You may rely on it," he (Tommasso) said with that exotic accent. "Sorry, I don't speak Magic 8-Ball.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share
“A tick of amusement flashed in Tomas’ eyes. “I can see you are not quite comfortable with leaving your quarters just yet, so may I order you some food?” Helena lifted her chin. She was determined to bury her fear, and that included her wobbly knees that seemed to recognize she was talking to a lion who, under normal circumstances,… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share
“…But since you came here, the only thing I can think about is you. You’re like a goddamned fever I can’t rid myself of.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“ First, you will have to find your true mate. Or, more accurately, she will find you. A human, by the way." "Human ?"… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Your body is a piece of fucking art, but that doesn’t mean you can use it to get what you want.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Helena abruptly stopped, cursing herself for deciding to go on this stupid trip to the ruins. If only she’d stayed at the hotel with… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
