“What is it about having a period that makes women so bitchy?” I paused for a moment, struggling against the urge to… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“She had no sense of time, of what day it was, or anything beyond the bed she was on and the unceasing… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“amusement in her eyes and had to grin. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice dropping to a low, intimate tone… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“At the moment, he kinda knew how the male praying mantis felt when he was approaching Ms. Mantis, knowing the sex was… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“Hurry," Hector urged, and his voice changed as his power surged, his tone and cadence sliding into the rhythm that said he… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“I'm calling the police," she said, showing him the phone in her hand. He smiled, and for a moment she forgot about… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
Was the period of happiness worth the unhappiness that followed a breakup? Most people seemed to think so, because they got on… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“Is it time for your period, or something?" With unerring instinct, he'd found a great big red button, and pushed it. Wyatt… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
I have a real low tolerance for parasites, and you're so close to the limit that I'm already reaching for the flea powder. — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“amusement in her eyes and had to grin. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice dropping to a low, intimate tone that excluded… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“It's daylight. Shouldn't you have burned to a crisp, or something? Don't you have to crawl into a coffin? Where do you keep it… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“Everything feels like the end of the world, and you can't reason with someone who can't see tomorrow.” — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
“What?” he demanded testily. Trammell raised his eyebrows. “I didn’t say anything.” “You’re thinking something, though. You’ve got that shit-eating smirk on your face.”… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
God, I love you," he said, and laid his head on her belly, his arms locked around her hips. Madelyn slid her fingers into… — Linda Howard Copy Share Image
