And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love,that trust.

Just let me sleep,” she grumbled. “Let me sleep, and I’ll sign a paper that you’re a fucking angel.

Shouts of dismay rose as the red flesh splattered against the table. It was only a tomato, but one would think I was pulping a decaying heart by the noise the big, strong FIB officers...

The undead did not love, but they remembered love with a savage loyalty.

You bet your Grannie’s Panties I will.

Plan B?’ Ivy said. ‘What is plan B?’Jenks reddened. ‘Grab the fish and run like hell,’ he muttered, and I almost giggled.

With a gentle pressure, our lips met. His hands slipped more firmly about me, and I held myself back, not afraid, but wanting to feel everything slowly as I leaned in, tasting the wine on...

But a slow, deeply satisfied smile came over him, and his breath quickened. ‘So softly it starts,’ he whispered. ‘Foolishly clever and with an unsurvivable trust. It just saved your miserable life, that questionable show...

His attitude, though always bad, has changed since he helped me prep the Pandora charm for Morgan. He thinks I’m falling for her, as ridiculous as that sounds, and he might be tempted to take...

Bug? You sack of sweat stink. I’ve got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you’re better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? Call me a bug! Rachel, let me do him now.