Did he do this to you?

He’s a contradiction and that’s why he’s so perfect.

I do so love the art of severing boundaries

Kicking the door shut with the heel of my boot, I wedge her against it, raining kisses on her skin, wishing I could climb inside her and kiss away the welts left on her heart...

Kin is a shortened term for kinetic. Kinetic means to move. All that moves is your kin

Why the hell do women always have to bring back up? It’s not as if I’m going to molest her at the opera.

Snatching my hand in the death grip of his fingers, he pulls me off the wall to line his chest, closing his body around me in a muscular cage which smells of leather and soap.

Phoebe, don’t play coy. If you were willing to give a peeping Tom a show, and you thought you were doing it for my benefit, then let’s cut the pretend out of this and shoot...

She lowers her forehead to the floor, curling starlight tendrils under her face when she rocks in the yoga pose, so tempting and sexy even in her deepest despair. Her courage is failing and I...

His touch is incredible, it holds my insides, my heart, my mind, shimmering hot heat into cold places, thawing my spirit… and it rejoices. I’m immediately obsessed, consumed with need to stay in this balmy...

Rubbing absently at my temple, I do declare this woman leaves me flabbergasted and tongue tied.

in my darkest hour she answered my call without resentment or guilt, without hesitation

If you want to bleed sweetheart, I can make you bleed. I promise if I do it will be way more fun.

He gives me one of those twinkling stares. His eyes coalesce and fragment color, glinting specks of midnight purple and an electric blue, when the light catches them just right. Straight on they look like...

Free your mind, Jowendrhan. A cage is only a cage as long as you believe it is.

Just once, he looks back at Arsay, and I feel like an entire encyclopedia of information and words is exchanged between them. I wish I could speak telepathy too.

God bless you butterfly, because now I’m claiming you like no mate has ever been claimed in the history of our kind

Now more than ever I wish I had a cup of oblivion. But there is no mercy for the people who have left the darkness for the light. The darkness lingers until you stand naked...

I’ve known you forever, and you are only just remembering me.

His touch cable knits my veins, remaking and remolding who I am.

Kissing her again, softly, I leave my t-shirt next to her pillow.It’s the silent promise that I’ll come back again tonight.

How awful is it to be sane enough to be fully aware of the day you realize you are completely losing your grasp on reality. I’m crazy. Not just a little bit, but rubber room...

Aye,” he smiles, joy igniting in his stormy gray eyes, stroking my hand possessively as if unwilling to let me go for fear I am nothing more than a hallucination about to wear off.

Hold tight, and I promise to do the same. We don’t need a safety net Zena. We have each other.

Running my fingers into his thick hair, I wallow in the strength and heat surrounding me before he pulls away, giving me such a happy smile it makes my heart rattle inside my chest. There’s...

Like opium, nerve annihilation stretches up my veins to pump incinerating anguish through my body.

Look into my eyes and deny me.

she’s so caught up she’s unaware she’s no longer the prisoner here, I am

So many people talk about the Golden Gate bridge, but I would bet they haven’t seen the new Sava River Bridge. It has long metal ropes suspending it, like a gigantic angel’s harp waiting for...

Inhaling, I am ignited with the first breath of freedom

Alone in the dark all we have are the supernal lights in each others eyes left to illuminate the room, the only sound our breathing.

I want you to lay into me. Fight me.

His eyes are piercing and intense, the stare they give me brimming with threat and interest, folding thick arms over a broad chest, rippling the muscles in his forearms and etching the tattoos down his...

The closer she hip sways to me, the taller and tenser I stand, until I’m so rigid my muscles ache.

He turns back to me, a strong hand swooping down and sculpting hair off my face, familiar looking arms curling back around me and cradling me into a chest harder and hotter than a mountain...

Do not feed fear. Starve it.

He’s as tall as the door, and I’m standing here without remembering the walk across the shadowed parking lot. When he turns to face me the world grinds into slow motion. Even my heartbeat draws...

You can only push me so far little slakax, and then I will do what has to be done, with or without your permission.

For why war? Nada ne hurt, sister ne hurt, for why you make vesna sore? For why!

I’ve got you now,” he says, breaking the kiss and sounding like a god about to unleash wrath.

We have forever Phoebe.

I’m in a bastard mood, so wait for her to come to me without moving. Here kitty kitty, come to the lion’s den.

He puts his arm around me, the lights dancing on his dark skin constantly skipping across to mine, planting a myriad of emotions into each pore as if preparing my heart for tilling.

I’m the riddle you have yet to solve

He should always wear jeans because they make him look hotter than a nebula. Black suits him too. It hugs to his muscular vales and swells, turning temptation into sexy man therapy.

Facing him as I lower the glass from my lips, he’s giving me one of those intense moonlit stares.

It shatters the game, exposing the players

He’s going to bite me!Instantly the last light in the room fades out as if announcing the reign of darkness.

The activity has pumped out his chest and hardened his abs, and I can’t believe I’m even noticing or appreciating it. His smile is naughty, the muscles in his shoulders thick and ripped, undulating with...

I manage to hold the poker face when she submits to dominance, to the summons, and swans into my arms, pressing her quivering form against mine when she embraces me.