Wrong way, Bones. The men's showers are in the opposite direction." I'll file that away with all the other information that doesn't… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
That one tickled. If electrocution is your way of flirting, I commend you on your originality. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I'd address his way of trying to discourage Ian later. After all, he could have come up with something other than saying… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
If only there was a way I could cover my tension with the scent of eau de brass valls instead. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
He leaned over and kissed me. A long, deep kiss filled with promise and passion. I loved the way he kissed me.… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Bones smiled. “Oh, grand. Going to make me beat the truth out of you? My favorite way to work. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The lustful glances thrown his way made me wish he wasn’t such a damned bowl of eye candy." - Cat re: Bones — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
He had black hair anybody could see was dyed, and even had one long piece wrapped around his head in that way… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
What had started out as a game was now an open challenge, as well as a direct threat. Any further action would… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
There is only one way to fight, and that's dirty. Clean gentlemanly fighting will get you nowhere but dead, and fast. Take… — 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
Paranormal fiction offers authors - and readers - the chance to answer the question, 'What if?' All the different ways that question… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Perhaps some of the appeal of the dangerous-but-yummy paranormal anti-hero lies in his scorn for societal expectations. Yes, women have come a… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Isn’t he gorgeous?” With those rolls, the wet-sounding grunts, bulbous wiggly tail, and smashed face—not to mention the fart the dog let… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
He looked glad to be on his way and made a beeline for the exit. Just as he was out the door,… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
There is no way I’m going out in public like this!” It seemed while I was being tormented at the salon, Bones… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I thought you'd gotten over your whoring when you left him, Catherine, but it seems you only postponed it." Bones' face turned… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Catherine! Get out of my way. I need to have a word with that thing." Since she usually called Bones "filthy animal",… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
His embrace was my drug of choice, and as any addict knew, one sampling was way too many and a thousand never… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
I’d want our wedding to be special. I don’t have a dress, you don’t have a best man, and instead of flowers,… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Miffed, I poked him in the chest. 'You think you know everything?' His hands caressed my back. 'Not everything, but some things.… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
He was also handsome in a too-pretty way that made me think with less muscles, a wig, and some makeup, he'd look… — 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
