His hair was shorter than I remembered, tawny in this half-light, the tousled edges casually framing the clean, commanding lines of his face. His mouth, normally so stern was relaxed now and as I stared...

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

Pittsburgh Invaded by Vampires.”Oh fudge. Jack was so going to kill her.

We always have to go backward to move forward. Whether it’s to face our own missteps or reach the end of our lives with a final mistake… We always have to go back to pull...

—Piensa en la araña más grande, terrorífica y letal que puedas imaginar —murmuró él con los ojos puestos en suslabios—. Yo soy esa araña, y tú la mosca atrapada en mis hilos.

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

You are so beautiful, so adorable. I know full well you’re my doom, and I don’t care.

She relaxed a bit—well, as much as one could relax while being half-naked and bleeding in front of a vampire. She was the picture of a tasty meal to one such as he.

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 have been speaking to you all of your life. In the gurgle of a tide pool, I breathed myself into you. I drew you down from the trees and I lifted you onto your...

We do not kill good people, for the world is better with them in it.

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.

A shade slinks over me and I’m caught off guard when he leans down, placing a blossom in my cleavage, his face shadowed and secretive.

Your lack of questioning and curiosity has been the bane of my existence.

Fear and hopelessness washed over her. She was looking her own mortality in the face, and it was a horrifying thing to do.

Te amo, Querida,” he whispered, stroking her hair. “Tu eres mi luz en la oscuridad.” I love you. You are my light in the darkness.

Is it possible to love someone so completely, so intensely, they could never die? To give them more than just your heart or your soul? What if you could give then the miracle of immortality?

A man who is obviously too handsome for his own good smiles at me. His eyes are mischievous, as if he’s harboring wicked thoughts and is tempted to subject me to them.I hold his dark...

He sits next to me, the veins on his neck and arms seeming more prominent than they did earlier. His mouth compresses, igniting his eyes with esoteric light, pulling me into the magnetic undertow.

Lady, you have just become a wanted woman. I suggest you start running.

I want to take you in my arms, to kiss you long and hard, to touch you like you’ve never been touched, to give you the pleasure I feel running in your veins.

No, this was Philly. Drunks here boo Santa and get in more trouble than a dog with an Easter basket, and like the dog, they usually end up either sick or dead. Ah yes, another...

Eyes sparkling with blue open and stare a scalded soul at me.

He gives me the stare that only men can do. The mouth tightening exasperation stare.

I will always love you.” Then I plunged the stake into his chest.

One day you might just find something worth living an eternity for

Of course when she finally found someone that listened to her, understood her, and was motivated by her to do better with himself, he had to be a vampire that was sent to kill her...

But I love it more when you scream.

I’m a tundra with wind endlessly blowing a hollow tunnel through me.

They are dreaming? You watch dreams? Movie is dream?

Silence wrapped around us as time itself held its breath, quietly coaxing us to that secret place of sighs and whispers where we might just lose ourselves completely and truly find each other.”- William RolfeA...

Lydia is enduring the same fate, I may remind you.” Vincent remarked. “And she is doubtless freezing, being forced to stand there in only her chemise.” A rakish smile spread across his features. “Perhaps we...

We had given in to our vulnerability and cast down any pretenses that we were too strong to be weak.

What’s it like feeling the smooth heat of that arm, tracing the supernatural muscles bunched in his arms and chest, teasing anyone with a pulse and hormones to lick their way down the divots and...

It’s a heady aphrodisiac being exposed to his unique voice when he adopts that tone. His voice reverbs on a bunch of notes simultaneously. It’s the first thing you notice about Ryan, his voice sounds...

Every man needs a shadow to reveal his light, to always be that close, ever present, bonded forever in astral allegiance.

God, please God, touch me, inflame me, burn me, drive me insane with desire but don’t let go of me, do not let go of me. – GABRIEL –

Inch by inch it’s all a cinch, by the yard it’s hard. Go for it — no matter how slow or long the process seems at first.

Terror starts picking at the seams of my mind, throwing hateful words like rapture and holocaust at me.

The sun sets, the strange clouds glowing eerily like a full moon laced with arsenic and occult warnings. Eternity stretches out her mocking red carpet, hinting at the long lonely walk of regret I have...

Just try it,” he murmurs, reaching over to cover my hand gently.And I think, Whoa, that’s never happened before!Then: Is he just doing that because he thinks Wyatt is interested?And, finally, this: Who the hell...

Derek’s. Lucas’. Ben’s. It’s beyond me what I must do to make them realize that I’m neither object nor possession. I don’t belong to any of them.

There are some things that you should know about me.” She meant her past, the things Eli had done to her and the things he’d taken from her. She thought it important to tell Trace...

Desire filters toxins through my system at the sight and I lower again, shoving her against the padded wall to snake my tongue over the elixir of pain.

I loathe being crimped into this deplorable position on the vampyre chessboard.