“Is there any spot on his body that isn’t hard? Tonsils? Kidneys? Oh! His tongue... silky little devil.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Okay. Good point.” He’s very honest. I should ask how he is in bed. She slapped her hands over her mouth. “I… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Niccolo frowned. Why did Viktor, and modern humans for that matter, always speak of beasts of burden? Ass this and ass that.… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Oh God, now she couldn’t remember why she’d ever left him. She needed him. More than air or sunlight and beaches, definitely… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“You want to leave the queen’s employ?” He nodded with an uncompromising stare. “Complicated. Unprecedented. Perfectly insane…I’m in!” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“There were certain elements of the human world that where out of their control: war, inflation, American Idol…all things which could cause… — 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… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Cimil’s eyes lit. “The Niccolo DiConti? What an honor!” Niccolo stood a little taller then. “Yes, I seek your assistance.” Cimil rolled… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Although he was an ancient Viking, Viktor wasn’t “old school” as the younger vampires called it. Viktor embraced everything modern, and that… — 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… — 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… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Control, no. This place—I simply do not understand it. The humans here wear giant cocktail glasses around their necks and insert exorbitant… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“And, let me compliment your fashionable attire, my friend. Is naked the new black?” said Rodrigo. Apparently, the two men could see… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“The corner of his mouth twitched with an arrogant smirk. “You are my mate, sì?” “Mate?” Like, as in…first? Buddy? Other shoe?… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Sì, maybe I should consult Viktor. Niccolo pulled his phone from his pocket. His fingers jabbed at the miniature text pad with… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“There is only one way to be relieved from her service: death. I would like to avoid it.” “I see. You wouldn’t… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“She spun to face him. “Listen, Hellboy, we need to make this quick. I have garage sales to hit and naughty souls… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“He’s such a workaholic. Never stops to reflect, smell the roses. It’s just kill, kill, protect, protect with that man.” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“You do not mean that, my sweet. I know you are lying.” Yes. Maybe. Crap! I don’t…“No".” — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“You will marry me. We will be together. I will not discuss this again.” His dark eyes turned into bottomless, black pits.… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Niccolo released a quick breath. “Will you assist me or not?” he said. “Sure, my little cupcake of despair. Now, normally I… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“So. You in?” Niccolo looked from side to side. “In? In what?” “Yes. In. Are you onboard? Ready to throw down. Roll… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
“Helena silently put down the phone and tiptoed to the bathroom door. What should she do? Run? Knock? Walk in? Get naked?… — Mimi Jean Pamfiloff Copy Share Image
