“So the dickhead had a name. Daemon—seemed fitting. And of course his sister would be as attractive as him. Why not? Welcome to West Virginia, the land of lost models.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“I needed to stop staring at his bicep...and chest...and tattoo. Never thought the sun could be so...sexy. Wow. This was awkward.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“If you want a woman with a tight little kitty, the find one with itty bitty titties!” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Pretty much all women who wear pantsuits are evil. Kat's head tipped to the side. Okay. I do have to agree with that.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“People with the purest souls are capable of the greatest evils. No one is perfect, no matter what they are or what side they… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Bethany." His quiet voice intruded. Her heart turned over heavily. "This is real right?" His face contorted as if he were in pain. "Yes,… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“You know, my sister and I can’t understand what Dawson sees in you. You’re just a silly little human.” His arm shot out so fast it was a blur, picked up a strand of her hair. “And you’re really not even that pretty.” Oh…oh, that stung more than it should have. Tears burned her eyes as she fought to keep… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share
“He stepped aside, allowing me back into the hallway. As we headed to another elevator, he was glued to my hip. "As close as… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“He bent down, pressing his head against her forehead. “Seriously though, I want this – I want you … More than I’ve ever wanted anything.” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Everybody, no matter what is happening around them, deserves the kind of love that man feels for you” — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“I can't believe you ate all the ice cream, Daemon!"I cringed and stopped inside the dining room. There was no way I was going… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Aiden grabbed my arm, pulling me right against his chest. The unexpected contact fried my brain. “If I was like every other pure-blood, I… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
