I’m in, Cat. I’d never leave you. Especially when you’ve got death breathing down your neck.” “Very funny,” I retorted, since Bones… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
You'll drain me dry, but not my neck, and you'll beg me to stop before I'm finished." -Bones — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Then he leaned down, breath warm on my neck as he whispered his next words. "You've wondered if I felt differently about… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
This was a dream. A very bad, bad dream, brought on by liver poisoning from too many gin and tonics. Here it… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Good. If you checked your e-mail every five minutes, or keep texting and Tweeting in the middle of our conversation, I might… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Oh, yes, that feels so good," I moaned, and instead of punching Ian, pulled him closer. Breath tickled my neck as he… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
There is no way I’m going out in public like this!” It seemed while I was being tormented at the salon, Bones… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Why don't I just give you a pair of my panties to hang around your neck? Then whenever you feel jealous, you… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Or for the gorgeously bare vampire to give her a sensual massage while feeding her peeled grapes. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“Stop it,” Adrian ordered, his strange accent thicker with his vehemence. “I promise, I’m not going to hurt you!” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“All right, you deadly little ghostlings,” I muttered. “Mama says go back to bed! - Cat” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I’m in, Cat. I’d never leave you. Especially when you’ve got death breathing down your neck.” “Very funny,” I retorted, since Bones was inches… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I remember hearing you scream, Cat, and seeing your face. But I don’t remember dying. And how can I go on if I’m dead?”… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Cat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. “Uh, before this goes any further, let’s at least introduce ourselves to your friend.… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I went over to the narrow closet and picked out another outfit, glancing behind me to make sure Bones had shut the door before… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Wouldn’t that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I was too shocked to respond, but Bones's laughter broke the silence. "You must be taking a piss on me." "Am I expected to… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The paranormal bad boy is usually a fiercely loyal partner for the heroine. Once his sights are set on her, he doesn't notice other… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“A shrug. “I wasn’t sent to you until now.” “Are you serious?” Incredulity sharpened my tone. “Is your boss in a bad mood, or… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
