“I liked Pritkin loud and bitching, in other words, his normal state. I didn't like it when he got quiet.” — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“Because the next moment, when I was hauled out from under the bed and up to a pair of so-familiar green eyes,… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“I drank some too-hot coffee and scowled at him, annoyed although I couldn't remember why. The light from the lounge was leaking… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“And I just couldn't take it anymore. I closed the distance between us, slammed him back against the chair and kissed him,… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“You said something else...something about needing me, for me. What did you mean?" "I meant-I mean, well, we're friends-" "Are we? Are… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“Pritkin was saying something, something I should probably be paying attention to since he was looking a little...stressed.” — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“The blond's booming voice was well-educated British, but his outfit didn't match it. His hair was the only normal thing about him--close… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“Look, I need something-" "Evidently." "Don't get all British on me," I snapped as his accent went clipped. That usually precipitated a… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“You'll be all right, Cassie." "No! I won't be! I need you-" "Why? What can I give you that others can't?" "What?"… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“Don't give me some stupid lecture about war when the person we're talking about losing is you!" I said, surprised by the… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“What about your servant? Did he see anything?" [...]As soon as the crisis was over, Billy had fled into his necklace and… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“My tried-and-true philosophy of keeping people at a distance was taking a beating lately. It wasn't working so well with Mircea, and… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“Átnéztem a pólókat, és találtam egyet, melyről egy kiguvadt szemű rajzfilmfigura meredt rám. A felirat szerint „Túl sok vér van a koffeinkeringésemben”.… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“Pritkin, it’s a hotel room, not a death trap!” A glance over his shoulder showed him impatient blue eyes under a fall… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“Pritkin looked surprised, the way he always did at the idea that anyone might actually care about him.” — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“You're right", I told him desperately."I can get others to do what you do. They won't be as good, but...okay. It could… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“(...) the small of his back slick with sweat, the surprisingly soft hair brushing my body when he took control. And moved… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“Pritkin might be a hostile son of a bitch, but he was a damn good guy to have in a fight.” — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“How could he not see all the ways he'd changed my life? How could he not know- But he didn't. It was… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“I looked up to see the sailing ship above me, the prow dipped low and Mircea hanging off the end of the… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“Is anything going to kill me if I use your bathroom?" I finally asked. "Knowing you?" Pritkin's voice was muffled since he… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
“I bent over him and, before I could say anything, he grabbed me by the back of my head, dragged my mouth… — Karen Chance Copy Share Image
