There’s less violence in my world compared to yours,” she insisted. Spade sighed. “No, darling. There are only different reasons for it. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
If anyone other than you had me fly halfway around the world just to keep me waiting while you were obviously lingering… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
All the rest of the world could only kill or devastate my mind and body. Bones alone held the power to demolish… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made him want to hold her tighter with one hand, and draw a… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Wretched unfair, it is,” he remarked. “Of the three of us, I’m the one who’s always collected the rare and unusual, yet… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The appeal of the paranormal bad boy - or James Bond super-spy, as one example of male escapism - can sometimes make… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The sheer splendor of the sight made my chest tighten and tears sting my eyes. All the darkness lately made it easy… — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
Maybe some hidden, fragmented part of me had feared that if I admitted to Bones how much he truly meant to me,… — 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
