“And your plan is what?" Nate said as he and Scarlet followed after him. "You're just going to drive around until you… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Gabriel glanced down. “Seriously, Tristan? You drive around with a trunk full of weapons?” “Of course.” “Why?” “Because I’m the family bad… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Before he knew he was immortal. Before life was no longer fragile. Those were the days when life truly meant something. When… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Tristan was looking at him again. "What are you looking at?" Gabriel snapped. Tristan was trying not to smile. "You tell me."… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“He then eyed Tristan and took a step back, stumbling over his cloak. “You must be the earl’s twin brother. But your… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“And why is Heather wearing pink? Come on, people." Heather rolled her eyes and disappeared back inside the tent, reappearing a minute… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“His dark hair was still wet and fell around his head in a tousled way that was too sexy for his own… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“I'm going to kill you." Gabriel pointed at Tristan. "For what?" Tristan raised a brow at his twin. "It's not like I… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Scarlet was in pain all night because she wouldn’t let me sleep with her.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Wha—what was that?” Heather lifted a brow. “What was that 'hey bro, make sure the blond chick doesn’t cut any body parts… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“I’m not immortal. I’m totally killable.” She sucked in a breath as her pitch rose. “And I’m blond. Blonds always die first.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Tristan pulled a dagger from his coat— because, apparently, Tristan carted bloody weapons around in his coat—” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Why is he still here?" she asked, pointing to Tristan. A muscle flexed in his scruffy jaw. Why did he always have… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“He looked at her with his green don't-lie-to-me-woman eyes and Scarlet dropped her guilty gaze to the mahogany desktop, searching around until… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“So...this is the dark dungeon where the very angry Tristan sleeps?" "No. This is the dark dungeon where the very dangerous Tristan… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Tristan frowned, not sure if he wanted to live forever. He hadn't even wanted to wake up that morning. Forever seemed a… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“You need to leave, Scar." Yes. She should probably leave. She didn't.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“You'd think I wouldn't even have to say that, but seeing as you two were halfway to Babytown when I walked in… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“So," Nate attempted conversation for the third time. He seemed to be in a better mood lately. "Do you guys maybe want… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Gabriel sighed and leaned back in the throne. "Are we going to be dramatic now? Maybe I should call for some wine… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“And your plan is what?" Nate said as he and Scarlet followed after him. "You're just going to drive around until you see a… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“The grassy park was lined with dozens of kissing booths. Twinkle lights draped back-and-forth between tall trees, making a canopy of stars above the… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Gabriel glanced down. “Seriously, Tristan? You drive around with a trunk full of weapons?” “Of course.” “Why?” “Because I’m the family bad guy.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“I’m just a bloody guy in a bathroom waiting for the girl of my dreams to realize that she’s in love with me.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Before he knew he was immortal. Before life was no longer fragile. Those were the days when life truly meant something. When life was… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“How did you kill the Ashman in the forest last year?” “I shot him with an arrow.” “What kind of arrow?” “A sharp one.”… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“This wasn’t the dark, tormented Tristan from her previous lives looking at her with his little boy grin. This was Hunter. Which was wonderful… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“I never said I would be helpful. I said I would ask permission before stabbing you.” — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“I’d rather listen to polka than to a scorned woman screaming about how all men are no good.” With a sugar-sweet tone, I say,… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Tristan whistled as he flipped a few more pancakes. Scarlet looked at Nate and sighed. “Would you talk some sense into him? Please?” Nate… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Tristan was looking at him again. "What are you looking at?" Gabriel snapped. Tristan was trying not to smile. "You tell me." Gabriel rolled… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
“Heather looked Scarlet up and down for the first time that day. “The brown shirt, Scarlet? Wow. I know you’ve already snagged the most… — Chelsea Fine Copy Share Image
