Then I went to the morgue and saw that those bones weren't yours, heard your voice again in my head" -his eyes… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
He’d wanted all of me and that’s what I’d given him. Did it mean I had nothing left? “No,” he muttered, voice… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Gretchen shrugged. "After seeing how he acted when she almost died, I'm starting to get why she's with him." Then her voice… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Tell me, Kitten.” That deep, smooth voice brushed over me like a physical caress. “Shall I leave now, or wait until later? — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The dungeon image helped. "You need to let Maximus go," I stated, my voice stronger now. "No. Wine? — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Kitten, you need to make a decision. Either we stay here and behave or we leave now and I promise you”—his voice… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
You should be afraid. Very afraid. Before, I told you if you wanted to end things between us, I would let you… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Kitten." His voice was thick with something I couldn't name. "This is the part... where you don't have a choice. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Can we move this along?" a bored voice stated. "I have places to be and people to shag." "Ian, I'm not going… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I heard the car door shut and then Fabian's voice. "You won't believe what I found around the edge of your property,"… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Now I am short on some props, and there isn't nearly enough time in one night to run through all the ways… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Lewis obediently stared at her, and Kira tried to make her voice sound confident. “You don’t feel anything. You’re not afraid.” “I… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
What's in the cave, Russell?' Madigan asked with heavy sarcasm. I shrugged. 'Rocks. Lots of 'em.' 'Don't patronize me.' His voice lowered… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
and yet when i finally drifted of in that barely conscious state where logic was absent and dreams encroached i could almost… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Deep, bone-melting pleasure surged through Kira’s subconscious as he thrust forward again, almost causing her to shout at the crash of rapture… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Before we met, I'd fly for hours to clear my head," Bones said, his voice reaching me even over the rush of… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Do I feel ancient to you now?" he murmered. "Too different from the person you loved before you knew this?" Her eyes… — 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?” Tat answered fiercely, “Dead is stuffed inside that box, not what you are now. You’re my friend. Always will be. No matter what the fuck you eat. I didn’t believe that pale prick when he said… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share
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
