“I’ve been dying to know,” he said again, “how you taste.” Oh, hell. Her right hand grabbed the back of his head, and she yanked him down toward her. Their mouths met. Open. Ready. Lips kissed. Tongues licked. And—damn! Yes,… — Cynthia Eden Copy Share Image
“A werewolf. The knowledge wasn't so shocking now. How could it be? He was right. She was a vampire. Not like she could judge.” — Cynthia Eden Copy Share Image
“Once you realized just how valuable some things—some people—were, you’d fight even the devil to get them back. For her, he’d fight anyone. Everyone.” — Cynthia Eden Copy Share Image
“The light from the hallway spilled inside her bedroom. She’d barely stepped over the threshold when he caught her. Kenton spun her around and… — Cynthia Eden Copy Share Image
“Then his hands were around her waist as he lifted her up. The muscles in his arms flexed as he held her. Wow, didn’t… — Cynthia Eden Copy Share Image
“You fear me.” “I’d be a fool not to.” A werewolf with glowing eyes and razor sharp claws. Um, yes, a smart girl would… — Cynthia Eden Copy Share Image
“We might be a bit slow on some things down in the South, but we know murder.” — Cynthia Eden Copy Share Image
“Slowly, Cade turned to face her. “Why?” She lifted her hand and saw the blood on her fingertips. “Because you couldn’t die for me.”… — Cynthia Eden Copy Share Image
“But sometimes, the things you wanted most were the things that would destroy you.” — Cynthia Eden Copy Share Image
