Love is when you’d rather see someone one last time and die, than never see their face again.

Water matted his black hair into spikes and peppered his skin with a fresh sheen. If I shut my eyes I could still see the one who bound me, his smile bright as the white...

Without even thinking about it, she reached out for warmth, reached out for acceptance. She was hurt and as much as she tried to build up the wall of protection and never let anyone in...

She knew from her visions that she would be one of them, one of the chosen, set apart and marked for her mate. Unlike her, the other chosen women lived on earth, regenerated from the...

Her demon had pursued and seduced him. She hoped he hadn’t placed too much importance on that.

And I’d rather not.

Well, here were the ugly facts. She had no mad-ninja-skillz to rely on and her family didn’t know where she was. She didn’t know where she was. The only way she was leaving was if...

Darius began to walk away, but as if he thought better of it, turned back to face Wharick. He stared into the Gwardian’s eyes for a moment and then spoke quietly. “If ever a blade...

You will be the one chosen to reach out to embrace man once again as the heart. So that all will be as it should. ‘Fatu-ma-le-ele-ele’ You will give your fire so that Man may...

Do you really want to put yourself through this? Is loving me really enough to endure everything you have to just to be with me?”Meeting his fiery gaze, I ran my fingers through his hair,...

When we get there, don’t go in huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf.

Ugh! She cursed her lack of attention to the [mythology] reading. Who could have known that would be the important class?

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?

Despite their exhaustion and worries, Miner and Ennek made love that night, tracing fingers and tongues over one another’s marks and scars. Their bodies were like books, Ennek thought, and their stories could be read...

One can lose themselves in the twilight, when there are no colors to guide the way.

Why?”He stopped pacing and looked at her as if she’d just asked him to count every leaf on every tree in the Old Place. “Because… you’re you.

She buried her face into his neck, hiding her tears―and her fears, for though the Lor of Zeria was resisting her advances with valiant chivalry, that within her trembling hand was completely without honor.

Even though he knew both of their hearts were taken by others, he recognized beauty when he saw it and appreciated it as any male would.

Ummm, anyone else getting the creeps? Breccan asked. “Okay, let’s vote. Who here is in favor of daylight? Come on, show of hands. Don’t be shy.

Creed must have responded in kind, because with a gasp, she broke off the kiss. Time crawled to a standstill, then shifted to a sprint. Nieve shoved the gun lodged between them into his ribs....

She smells like spring and flowers and rain, even though it’s winter. Sometimes, he thinks he loves her so much that his mind is unable to distinguish between love and obsession. Which is worse?

Only that? I will see her bathed in blood before me.

Bitterness filled his heart, and he learned to love the feel of its magic.(Darius)

Fiction is just a mirror of reality for the most part. Many things that happen in fiction don’t even happen here. But as far as pain and sadness. Joy and love, life and death, it’s...

With the many uncertainties, of one thing I was sure. I could not escape love, the very thing that had kept me mobile since the day I realized I was capable of giving and receiving...

Doing what’s right is always simple. Not easy, perhaps, but simple.

Make it stop,” Vincent murmured, coming out of sleep and pulling the blanket over his head. “I think your mutt is howling for you.

Oh, now look what you’ve done. You’ve gone and pissed him off,” Breccan said as he stood behind two of the gypsies, one of his large hands clamped down on each of their shoulders.

The wind and the sea and the storm were his domain and I wanted nothing to do with them any longer. I just wanted Cain.

Anche se le fiamme dipingevano sul corpo di Kirien una miriade di sfumature diverse, la sua natura non era fatta per le mezze misure. Lui era come il deserto: crudele e inclemente. Arido, ma allo...

And darkness will rule.

Still, he couldn’t reconcile with the way he felt every time their eyes met, a feeling he had never forgotten that resonated with his very being.

I may have been born into this world to be the Gwardian, but I was created for you, for us. You are the reason I exist, the reason I breathe. You are the light to...

You may run from the calling, but, you will find no real peace until you fulfill your destiny.

The scent of freshly laundered clothing that had been dried in the desert sun lingered around him. She breathed deeply, remembering how kind he had been to her that day, and she closed her eyes....

He reflects on all the times he thought she wasn’t sure of her feelings for him, when perhaps she might’ve been taking a leisurely stroll across Elijah’s heart, leaving footprints behind that he’d never seen.

Why would I bother with that? This, my dear, is about how gargoyles mate.

Their eyes drifted directly behind her. At the same time she felt the presence of a rather large, imposing figure, then the sudden heat permeated the air around her. He’s behind me, isn’t he?

Because if I lost her, I would be lost, too.

He is the one pocket of warmth in a sea of ice.

Illusions may flatter us, confuse us, or betray us, Drakkonwehr. Or they may be images we cling to when the truth is too difficult to face.

Thais believed that in defeat the downtrodden, courageous soul would rise with the fiercest determination for victory. That is when the true spirit of warriors shined through and soared. A new day would dawn and...

He was the most wickedly handsome creature she had ever seen in all her days. His hair was black as night, his stature large, his muscles were etched with precision into his smooth skin, every...

Cursed,” he once cried in a fit of rage. His temper has always been as restless and unpredictable as the sea itself. But his words had power behind them and I felt the effects instantly....

Love being the only flower that opens and reaches for the light. Light will always come, because it longs to be reached for, and darkness is put away.

She knows exactly what I like and what it does to me. She worships my body in its entirety and I allow it—I crave it.

Beyond the window, a breeze gently gusted―and she heard it―ever so softly, just beyond the panes. Like a forlorn lover, dark waters were wooing her, a wily whispering, gently insistent―Chrissstaaa…Chrisssstaaaaa…

Even among the ugliness of evil that resonated throughout the green hills and flowering landscape, Northbrook was simply breathtaking to those who took the time to appreciate it.

Thank you, I think. And what is your name?” Keirah called out a bit more loudly, as she watched Darius retreat…”His name is of no consequence.” A male’s loud, booming voice came from behind the...

I run from nothing and no one.