“Why didn’t she wake me up?” “Haven’t you heard the expression ‘let sleeping dogs lie’?” Ryan’s eyes narrowed. “Werewolves are not dogs, Shaye. How many times do we need to have this damned conversation?” — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“Just like your father, Ryan—blunt, abrasive and cursing like a sailor.” He moved closer until he was just inches from him and added with a wink, “Everything I liked about him.” — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“Cora, you can turn around now. Your virgin eyes won’t be offended any longer.” — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“One mere glance at you should bring a man to his knees. And the way you fuck? Damn, babe. You’re like a little slice… — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“Why didn’t she wake me up?” “Haven’t you heard the expression ‘let sleeping dogs lie’?” Ryan’s eyes narrowed. “Werewolves are not dogs, Shaye. How… — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“You may come in. I won’t bite,” he said with a wry grin. He watched her shut the door behind her and walk further… — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“Nothing your dirty little mouth can’t resuscitate.” “I have the dirty mouth?” “I am clearly the master, but you’re not too bad yourself. And… — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“Luca scoffed. “Wolves never change.” “Excuse me?” Ryan demanded. “All about instant gratification. Reacting purely on instinct and engaging in mindless acts of violence… — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“If it makes you feel better to continue to deny it to yourself, so be it. I will not take an unwilling woman. But… — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“You’re in my heart. My head. I can feel you in my fucking bones. You possess every part of me.” — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“You will never be able to forgive me for killing your father, so don’t waste your time trying. Instead, you need to see past… — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
“Pretty boy, huh? So you like what you see?” “I don’t usually hear that line until a guy pulls his cock out.” “Happy to… — Franca Storm Copy Share Image
