“I can give you honesty, monogamy, and more passion than you can stand, but not love. That emotion died in me long… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“You arrogant...” thrust through the stomach of a snapping zombie, twisting and using all my strength to cleave him in half “...… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“How often must I tell you that you mean more to me than vengeance? I can live without defeating my enemies, but… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I despise flowery speech since those who use it are usually guilty of the worst betrayals later. That and the type of… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“What the hell was that?” I gasped. “Premature inflammation,” he replied. “Happens sometimes. Very embarrassing. I don’t like to talk about it.” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“You might be the cruelest person I’ve ever met,” he said in a conversational tone. “What?” I gasped. “My first wife killed… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“No one feels like you do, so every brush of your skin is a cruel reminder of what I’ve lost. I can… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“If I didn’t want you so much,” he said in a deadly purr, “I’d let you keep fucking me with your gaze,… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“Even though he was inside the house, I could still hear Vlad’s sardonic mutter of “Where’s a tissue when I need one?”… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“Eh, I’ll be inside,” Vlad said with another soft scoff. “For some reason, I feel the urge to watch Hitman followed by… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“"What the hell was THAT?" I gasped. "Premature inflamulation," he replied. "Happens sometimes. Very embarrassing, I don't like to talk about it."… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Or for the gorgeously bare vampire to give her a sensual massage while feeding her peeled grapes. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“Stop it,” Adrian ordered, his strange accent thicker with his vehemence. “I promise, I’m not going to hurt you!” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“All right, you deadly little ghostlings,” I muttered. “Mama says go back to bed! - Cat” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I’m in, Cat. I’d never leave you. Especially when you’ve got death breathing down your neck.” “Very funny,” I retorted, since Bones was inches… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I remember hearing you scream, Cat, and seeing your face. But I don’t remember dying. And how can I go on if I’m dead?”… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Cat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. “Uh, before this goes any further, let’s at least introduce ourselves to your friend.… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I went over to the narrow closet and picked out another outfit, glancing behind me to make sure Bones had shut the door before… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Wouldn’t that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“I was too shocked to respond, but Bones's laughter broke the silence. "You must be taking a piss on me." "Am I expected to… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The paranormal bad boy is usually a fiercely loyal partner for the heroine. Once his sights are set on her, he doesn't notice other… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
“A shrug. “I wasn’t sent to you until now.” “Are you serious?” Incredulity sharpened my tone. “Is your boss in a bad mood, or… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
