You know you really have to beware of gypsies in these parts,” he said teasingly, dismounting from his horse…Keirah gave him a small smile that she didn’t quite feel. “Good thing I have the Gwarda...

Isn’t he beautiful? His silky hair, his muscles so strong and powerful yet amazingly, he trembles slightly at my touch, and the more I stroke him, the more he leans into my hand,” Keirah said...

The fact that he got to save the Gwardian’s mate and managed to piss him off at the same time, well that was just a bonus and pure luck of circumstance. After all, he had...

We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally...

Kathel smoothed out his shirt in an exaggerated manner. “It was the least I could do. I owed her one,” he said referring to when Keirah saved Willow. He looked at Keirah and winked. Yeah,...

He lifted his head, the sight of his dark, disheveled hair, eyes glinting with longing in the lamp light, the gorgeous spread of his shoulders, tapering down to the narrow thrust of his hips, made...

I’m pleased to know you realize she is mine, gypsy. Care to explain why it is that I find you here in the Gwarda arena and touching what belongs to me?

My knees were weak but he held me with one hand, guiding me with the motion of his hips. I was completely his to do with what he wanted and he knew it.

Truth was she liked that he came after her. She liked the thought of being under submission to him in an intimate way. It was a welcome desire which Wharick alone sparked.

He recovered quickly, reaching out to touch a few outstretched hands, melting the front row of girls like one long stick of butter as he moved closer toward me.

Thats’ Right, Chlo. I want you so Much you make me shake in my f…… pants. I’m obsessed with you with where you are and what to do and who the f… you’re with T...

He put his wrists out in front, and as he spoke the words engraved on them, he turned his arms around slowly. “Dum spiramus tuebimur, which in English reads: while we breath, we shall defend,”...

From her vantage point, looking up at [Ian] through the water-spotted and slightly blurry lenses of her glasses, he was quite literally larger than life. Right at that moment, with his hands up on his...

We all have scars, Wharick. Mine happen to be on the the outside,” Kathel answered but knew what he said wasn’t entirely true. He bore scars on the inside as well.

Kathel did not back down at all. “Well, Keirah told me she was suddenly unattached, if you know what I mean. And I figured, what the hell, why not have a go at her myself,”...

A slow, knowing smile came over Keirah’s face. Her heart filled with happiness, believing the Gwarda gypsy sitting next to her at this very moment was worthy of her beloved sister.