Butch put his hand on his roommate's nape and murmured, "I'll do the saving until you get your head back, how about… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
You're the reason I get out of bed every night. And you're the reason I can't wait to come home every dawn.… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
He didn't say anything. Didn't try any of the hugging bullshit, either, which was just as well. Instead, he placed a wooden… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Use me. You've done so much for us-" Marissa said. "Not…for you." V said. "He's alive because of you. So that's everything."… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“I’m so sorry about Payne, I wanted to talk to you, but she’d made up her mind. I tried to work with… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
He could feel V's eyes sharpen, the vampire's fierce intellect churning over the situation. Among the brothers, Vishous had the most raw… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Listen to me. You have the fashion sense of a park bench and the interpersonal skills of a meat cleaver--" "Is this… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
I'm going to stay here and see if he comes back," Wrath said as the double doors opened and V strode in.… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“It's all right Vishous" she said "It's going to be all right." "I do not crave this." But he needed it before… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
He screamed for all he had lost...screamed for the half male he was...screamed for Jane...screamed for who his parents were and what… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Butch repositioned the Sox cap, and as his wrist passed by his nose, he got another whiff of himself. "Ah, V. .… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Marissa laughed, utterly delighted with her mate. "Later. Food first." Butch settled back immediately, like she'd called his lust to a heel… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
You're a good Irishman, right?" When Butch nodded, V said, "Irish, Irish… let me think. Yeah…" Vishous's eyes sobered, and in a… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
Vishous screamed. The only thing that was louder was the pop as the hip was relocated, as it were. And the last… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“As he vomited, he felt, though did not see, V come over. Forcing his head up, Butch groaned, "Help me..." I'm going… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
