“ Trust her gut? Her gut was currently telling her to run her hands through Tristan’s dark hair. She wasn’t so sure… — Chelsea Fine Dark hair Copy Share Image
“So..." Heather nodded slowly. "We're still here." "Yep. I think your team of SWAT guys got lost. Probably looking for their shirts."… — Chelsea Fine Avow Copy Share Image
“She just keeps kissing my scars. Every scar. She knows about them all. She watched them all appear and heal. Sophie's lips… — Chelsea Fine Beautiful Copy Share Image
“Tristan frowned, not sure if he wanted to live forever. He hadn't even wanted to wake up that morning. Forever seemed a… — Chelsea Fine Ambitious Copy Share Image
“He stood there, drinking her in like he was a thirsty man and she was water in the desert. Because his soul...his… — Chelsea Fine Thirsty Copy Share Image
“Why is he still here?" she asked, pointing to Tristan. A muscle flexed in his scruffy jaw. Why did he always have… — Chelsea Fine Asked Copy Share Image
“Rolling his eyes, Gabriel stood from the chair and grudgingly gathered his coat from the hallway. Lofty Tristan, he could deal with.… — Chelsea Fine Tristan Copy Share Image
“Scarlet: “But you’re bleeding pretty bad…and you’re probably in a lot of pain—“ Tristan: “I’m fine." Scarlet raised a brow. “Fine. Bleed… — Chelsea Fine Bleed Copy Share Image
“Gabriel shuffled around the trunk again, searching for faux arrows—arrows designed to injure but not kill. “All these arrows are sharp—and have… — Chelsea Fine Arrows Copy Share Image
“Does this mean I get to be part of the team?” She clapped her hands again. “Yes,” Nate said. “No,” Gabriel said… — Chelsea Fine Gaze Copy Share Image
“You know what would be really nice right now? Coffee. I'd really go for some coffee." Just the idea made her salivate.… — Chelsea Fine Avow Copy Share Image
“I’m somewhat disgusted at myself for thinking such dramatic, girlie thoughts. But I can’t help myself. He rocks my world. You know… — Chelsea Fine Carter Copy Share Image
“Tristan followed so close behind her she could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck. Again. “Ten foot rule,”… — Chelsea Fine Gaze Copy Share Image
“The grassy park was lined with dozens of kissing booths. Twinkle lights draped back-and-forth between tall trees, making a canopy of stars… — Chelsea Fine Kiss Copy Share Image
“Making brief eye contact with Tristan, Gabriel casually marched around the gazebo and yanked the Ashman back further into the shadowy cover… — Chelsea Fine Eye contact Copy Share Image
“Nate jumped into the backseat while Scarlet slid into the passenger’s seat and tried to buckle her seatbelt. It wouldn’t latch. The… — Chelsea Fine Gaze Copy Share Image
“He then eyed Tristan and took a step back, stumbling over his cloak. “You must be the earl’s twin brother. But your… — Chelsea Fine Gaze Copy Share Image
“Gabriel shuffled around the trunk again, searching for faux arrows—arrows designed to injure but not kill. “All these arrows are sharp—and have… — Chelsea Fine Arrows Copy Share Image
“Get away from me, you wicked treat devil." She laughs. "Wicked treat devil? Wow. You can do better than that." "Evil dessert… — Chelsea Fine Best-kind-of-broken Copy Share Image
“The park was littered with couples kissing behind trees and making out on park benches. And paper stars were everywhere; in trees,… — Chelsea Fine Kissing Copy Share Image
“He’s cocky but wounded, charming but lonely, with the sureness of a wealthy man and the desperation of a pauper. I can’t… — Chelsea Fine Cocky Copy Share Image
“Sometimes Gabriel’s eyebrows were happy. Other times, they were concerned or annoyed. But right now, poised above his brown eyes like batwings,… — Chelsea Fine Brown eyes Copy Share Image
“Yeah, we won't have much as we start this new life. But we'll have us. We'll have love. We'll have family… Carter… — Chelsea Fine Carter Copy Share Image
“They’re not really homes. More like houses where we sleep. Where we eat—if we’re lucky. Where we cry and fight. Where we… — Chelsea Fine Carter Copy Share Image
“So, tell me about yourself, Scarlet.” Gabriel said. “I already know about your love for coffee and sleeping in - which makes… — Chelsea Fine Coffee Copy Share Image
“How did you kill the Ashman in the forest last year?” “I shot him with an arrow.” “What kind of arrow?” “A… — Chelsea Fine Arrow Copy Share Image
“I love you,” he said. “I want you more than life itself. Forever.” He brushed a hand across her cheek. “And I… — Chelsea Fine Forever Copy Share Image
“Tristan was looking at him again. "What are you looking at?" Gabriel snapped. Tristan was trying not to smile. "You tell me."… — Chelsea Fine Avow Copy Share Image
“I’m baaaaaaaack!” Heather rushed up to Scarlet, completely unaware of Gabriel. “I came, I kissed, I conquered. No, let’s go find you… — Chelsea Fine Hot guy Copy Share Image
“Gabriel sighed and leaned back in the throne. "Are we going to be dramatic now? Maybe I should call for some wine… — Chelsea Fine Avow Copy Share Image
“Tristan was silent for a few moments, looking at the leaves before them. "Life isn't about the past and the future. It's… — Chelsea Fine Life Copy Share Image
“Heather turned her voice up full volume. “Gabriel Michael Archer, wake up this minute!” With his eyes still closed, he grumbled, “My… — Chelsea Fine Wake Minute Copy Share Image
“I don’t think so, dude. Gabriel would kill me. And then Scarlet would kill me. And they could just keep on killing… — Chelsea Fine Gabriel Copy Share Image
“Gabriel looked ou at the water for a moment. "Love is rare." "Yes" Scarlet looked at the lake as well. "But always… — Chelsea Fine Gabriel Copy Share Image
“Scarlet watched a leaf fall to the ground, lying dead amoung the other leaves on the forest floor. "A brief life seems… — Chelsea Fine Brief life Copy Share Image
“Gabriel nodded. "Sometimes love makes hard decisions for the sake of what needs protecting." "But love should fight." He nodded slowly. "Yes,… — Chelsea Fine Hard decisions Copy Share Image
“As far as where you belong…” He put a hand over his heart. “Right here. Always. In life and death and everything… — Chelsea Fine Belong Copy Share Image
“I’d rather listen to polka than to a scorned woman screaming about how all men are no good.” With a sugar-sweet tone,… — Chelsea Fine Polka Copy Share Image
“Tristan, dressed in all black with a long dagger in his hand, exited the den as Gabriel reached the main floor .… — Chelsea Fine Dagger Copy Share Image
“It’s peaceful, you know. Watching a fire burn.” Her eyes followed the flames. “Hypnotic, even. The way the flames wrap around what… — Chelsea Fine Fire Copy Share Image
