every move of his body sent ripples along those lean muscles. his flawless crystal skin practically dared people to see ifit felt… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
People frequently bore me, sometimes amuse me, most often irritate me, but rarely intrigue me. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I’d relived enough terrible events happening to cautious people to know that prudence wasn’t a guarantee for happiness. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Then, when people saw you strolling around at high noon holding your rosary beads, they’d think, ‘Well, that can’t be a vampire. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Does no one think to warn people before they meet me?" Vlad muttered, shooting an irritable look at Mencheres. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Revenge was the emptiest of emotions. Apparently it motivated people to do the stupidest things as well. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
People can perfect whatever facade they want, but everyone holds their sins close to their skin. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
There is only one way to fight, and that's dirty. Clean gentlemanly fighting will get you nowhere but dead, and fast. Take… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Charlie whistled "Amazing Grace" as he drove. It was all I could do not to whip my head around and snap, Are… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Since this was a formal undead gathering, there would be food—all kinds—drinks, dancing, and festivities, while those in power pondered whether or… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The sheer splendor of the sight made my chest tighten and tears sting my eyes. All the darkness lately made it easy… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“There is only one way to fight, and that's dirty. Clean gentlemanly fighting will get you nowhere but dead, and fast. Take… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Can we move this along?" a bored voice stated. "I have places to be and people to shag." "Ian, I'm not going… — 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?” Tat answered fiercely, “Dead is stuffed inside that box, not what you are now. You’re my friend. Always will be. No matter what the fuck you eat. I didn’t believe that pale prick when he said… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share
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
