a great inventor needs a healthy amount of conceit. Mr. Bell and, fellow inventor, Mr. Edison would declare they’d created the moon and the tides between them if they could get away with the claim.

He couldn’t remember the last time human hands had willingly touched him. Not true. Miranda had. She had touched him as if he were just a man. He had lived on those moments ever since,...

Perhaps there are some things we can’t let go of, but simply accept as over.

Walking next to Talent, she felt the singular, cozy comfort that steals upon one who is with a good friend.

She glared at me. I didn’t care. One word was playing a loop in my heaad: mine.

What is beauty or ugliness but a false front that prompts man to make assumptions rather than delving deeper.

The whole of my life I have relied on my beauty first, brains second. It was expected, even requested. But You saw right through me from the start. You are the only man I’ve ever...

Lord above, was there a better sight than a woman flush with passion, her skin dewy and pink, her breasts bouncing from the force of his thrusts?

If you try to take our heart without earning our soul, our heart will break

A kiss, he said, is a conversation. Easing closer, he continued to speak as he caressed her cheeks with featherlight stokes of his thumbs. “A first kiss”, his lips neared hers, is an introduction and...

I love you.” He stabbed a thumb at his chest as he glared at her.Of course he did. Lucien had never hidden the fact. But the love of a friend, while comforting, was not enough...

And who shall you be once you don your grand disguise?””La luna,” she said with a smile.”Then I shall be la notte to your moon” Archer lifted the hard black mask he held and slipped...

There were lies, and there were lies. Was a secret a lie? If one wanted to protect another?

Christ,” he said to the tiny reflection of himself that floated along the surface of his coffee,”You have become quite the maudlin sop, haven’t you? Laughing softly, he rubbed a hand over his face. Step...

Things must be done, life must go on. Life would go on, even if every breath she took hurt, even if her joints ached when she moved. Sorry and loneliness were an insidious evil, for...

I won’t be a substitute for what you cannot have. Especially not if it is my sister’s shadow you mean to place me in.

Perhaps the easy giving of it will make it harder to break

GrayG: I feel like I can tell you anything.IvyMac: You can. That’s what friends do.GrayG: I’ve never been friends with a girl before.IvyMac: I’m honored to be your first.

Because we know he was simply a man, with weakness and frailties. Who yearned for the same things all of us do–to love and be loved

I can turn into anything,” he said with emphasis. “Even another werewolf.” When Daisy blinked back at him, too dumbfounded to speak, Talent laughed, heartily. She’d been correct. He was devastating when he truly smiled....

but at the end of the day, who I come home to, who I share my accomplishments with is what makes the struggle worth it

She ought to call him Benjamin, but it was too intimate, too soft. “My lord?” she ventured, only half serious.”Good, God, no.”She bit back a smile. “Husband?” she took a sip of wine.He grunted. “Are...

You know, it’s never wise to tempt the devil”His gaze lowered to her hand, still locked in his grip, her finger glistening with pear juice.His rich voice lowered to raw huskiness “had I not this...