“I own you, Amber Lane. I own this pretty face. This made-to-be-fucked-hard body. That addictive cunt. I own it all. And if you cross me, I will destroy every thing you hold dear. Understand?” — Nicola Claire Copy Share Image
“I watched as he comprehended what it was that he saw on my face, in my eyes. And I watched as a part of… — Nicola Claire Copy Share Image
“I own you, Amber Lane. I own this pretty face. This made-to-be-fucked-hard body. That addictive cunt. I own it all. And if you cross… — Nicola Claire Copy Share Image
“You may not be aware, ma douce, but not all vampyre have a kindred, some will live out their existence without such beauty in… — Nicola Claire Copy Share Image
“I'd need either really high heeled shoes to avoid tripping over, or I was just expected to shuffle along like a slug...” — Nicola Claire Copy Share Image
“His lips met mine again, this time in a slow, soft caress, conveying everything he had just said in those beautiful words that had… — Nicola Claire Copy Share Image
“What do you want?" I repeated, and there was no huskiness there now. All demand. A suspended moment, then he suddenly leaned forward again,… — Nicola Claire Copy Share Image
“There is so much light in this world, we only have to open our eyes to see.” — Nicola Claire Copy Share Image
