“His eyes burned into mine, chasing away any remaining dark shadows, and then he added in a hoarse voice, “I will love… — Sharon Ricklin Jones Copy Share Image
“Drink, my sweet Elizabeth. Drink of my élan vital as I have of yours.” — Sharon Ricklin Jones Copy Share Image
“Are you okay, Maggie?” Logan asked, rousing me out of my mind-numbing speculations. Heaving a big sigh, I turned to him and… — Sharon Ricklin Jones Cease to exist Copy Share Image
“The razor-edge bit into my skin as a warning and seconds later, a small, warm trickle of blood slithered all the way… — Sharon Ricklin Jones Novel-quotes Copy Share Image
