Christine Warren

“Committing suicide essentially said to friends and loved ones and the world at large that you were the only thing that mattered,…

— Christine Warren

Didn't anyone tell you that size doesn't matter?" "Yes, but I told him to put his pants back on and go home.

— Christine Warren

“Only in porn did people appear to need sex as badly as she needed it right that minute.”

— Christine Warren

Time I have only just a minute. Only sixty seconds in it. Forced upon me, can't refuse it. Didn't seek it, didn't…

— Christine Warren

“So I'm not allowed to take responsibility for the whole world, but you are, huh? Kees felt the corners of his mouth…

— Christine Warren

“Watch it, buster. There's only room for one sarcastic malcontent in this relationship.”

— Christine Warren

“she thinks Scrabble is the answer to everything. She even has a Scrabble-based plan for lasting peace in the Middle East.”

— Christine Warren

“Still shuddering, he collapsed atop her on a long, strangled groan. It sounded as if someone had just wrung out his soul.…

— Christine Warren

“the stars were the eyes of the angels watching over the world,”

— Christine Warren

“It might have felt easier if she'd been able to say that she moved across the room to him in a trance,…

— Christine Warren

You ran away from an adorable Irishman who wanted to se you naked?

— Christine Warren

“I think I’d rather ask how a man who ditched his friend at a club in favor of leaving with a heavily…

— Christine Warren

Sarcasm doesn't suit you, Melissa,' Graham growled. 'Really? I've always thought it brings out my eyes.

— Christine Warren

“To hell with sweet nothings. Dirty little somethings are my choice any day of the week.”

— Christine Warren

“I'm not sure whether to be relieved she didn't hurt you or diappointed. Now he's going to think he got away with…

— Christine Warren

“Cliché preservation could be an admirable cause, and Missy had been serving dutifully until some twisted instrument of Fate had decided to…

— Christine Warren

“It called to him, a sweet heady beacon of femininity, fertility, and fuckability. His three favorite f-words.”

— Christine Warren

Now that I've met you and spoken to you and felt you and tasted you, I'm done. That's it. You're the end…

— Christine Warren

“Normally, I don't drink on the job," she said to Rafe, "but damned if that old bastard hasn't given me a reason…

— Christine Warren

“For God's sake" she panted. Glaring up at him with fury in those clear, yellow-green eyes. "Would you stop screwing around and…

— Christine Warren

“Zeke snapped his notebook shut and shoved in into a pocket. "I'm going to take a look around outside while Molly bandages…

— Christine Warren

“He went to her head like a shot of whiskey but tasted a whole lot better. He sent the same fire curling…

— Christine Warren

“she fought back an urge to curl her finger s into claws or slap a sign on luc's back reading, MINE! and…

— Christine Warren

“She stretched beneath him, bare and aching, held captive by an entirely new form of magic, one she'd thought existed only in…

— Christine Warren

“Ella squeezed, wringing a groan from his throat that echoed the torments of the damned. Usually, though, the damned didn't lean into…

— Christine Warren