“She wasn’t the kind of woman to give herself easily. But she’d never known a man or vampire like him. He always got what he wanted. And right now, he wanted nothing more in the wide world than the complete… — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“For a moment, she could do nothing but stare at the vaulted ceiling, sucking in deep breaths. She didn’t know. Stars above, she didn’t know it could feel like this. The attentions she’d given herself had never felt that good.… — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“Violate me?” He laughed, a black lock of hair falling in front of one eye. “That sounds delightful.” — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“She wasn’t the kind of woman to give herself easily. But she’d never known a man or vampire like him. He always got what… — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“Nice night for a bath under the moonlight, isn’t it?” he asked evenly.” — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“No? Then why do I feel like I’m under a spell, as if something is gripping me, and I’m helpless to free myself.” His… — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“I want to tear these clothes off of you and taste every inch of your skin. I want to lick you between your thighs… — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“When I take a woman in my arms, whether to my bed or to feed, it is always an embrace—gentle, warm, and pleasurable.” Her… — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“I love that sound,” he said against her lips, sucking her bottom lip. “I love it when you make me make that sound.” — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“There is no place far enough that you can run. If a doe flees into the forest as far as her legs will carry… — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“His jaw clenched tight. “I could not resist you last night if the world itself was on fire.” — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“There is nothing else. No one else,” he grated low and deep. “There is only us.” — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“He was too big, too dark, too strong, too seductive… simply too much for her to resist.” — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“He’d heard older vampires speak of those they called honey-bleeders.” — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“I know all the tells a woman makes when she wants me. The furtive glance. The parted mouth. The rapid heartbeat. The light sheen… — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
“Her scent was so embedded in his skin, through his flesh right down to his bones, that if he lived a million years, he’d… — Juliette Cross Copy Share Image
