Quote by Jeaniene Frost Download Open image ““Did Rodney like them?" Did he like what, Catherine?" "The balls on you, that's what!”” — Jeaniene Frost ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Giving someone shit, Rodney knew was a sign of love in Catholic families. And the same held true for Rodney and his friends. But… — Steve Rushin Copy Share Image
“He pulled the shade, climbed into bed, thought of the Replacements, a band from his hometown singing about needing a job and needing a… — Steve Rushin Copy Share Image
“Coming to the ball, Mr. Plumleigh-Teignmott?” “Ball? If you insist.” Pillover slid off his trunk, and Roger jumped down to help him load it… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“This guy had balls. Well, I mean, obviously he had balls. I hope he had balls. Bailey, stop thinking about his balls.” — S. Walden Copy Share Image
“That’s what I always wanted to know. Why would some fella be willing to do something generous for a kid he doesn’t even know?”… — Kenny Rogers Copy Share Image
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“Rodney, when I cum, I fill jars,” I said. “Mason jars. The big ones.” Rodney laughed. “Really?” he said. “Is that supposed to sound… — Ellie Saxx Copy Share Image
“Mallor reached into a pocket and tossed a pair of hazel eyeballs onto the table. They bounced softly and wobbled to a bloody stop… — Shawn Wickersheim Copy Share Image
“I’m your best buddy, and you don’t want me to die from a giant case of blue balls?” “I don’t think that’s fatal,” Aggie… — Olivia Cunning Copy Share Image
“Is the great Marquess of Ralston afraid of what might happen if he takes such a risk? The same man who once compromised a… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
A man in the crowd asks: Hey Rodney, how'd you get started? Rodney: I was 12 years old, alone in my room, and I… — Rodney Dangerfield 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
