Besides, if one little kiss makes her a slut, I’d hate to know what that makes you.

You’re already mine. You just don’t know it yet.

Right then I wasn’t a freak. I wasn’t an ice queen. I didn’t have powers. What I had was a friend comforting me when I needed it most. Right then I was just a normal...

Just holding out for a better offer.

He was tall—6’ 3” or so—with haunting green eyes that seemed to smolder despite his lazy smile. His eyes were a great contrast to his thick, shiny, dark hair. And not that I’d ever seen...

You’re in over your head with me, Virgin Val.

Hi beautiful.

I kissed Ryan, and it charged him up like a freaking Duracell.