Myths tend to spiral out of control. Do you howl at the full moon and steal maidens to devour?””Depends on the maiden,” he said.Was he flirting with me? Devouring didn’t really go with flirting, but...

— ¡Cielo Santo, eres un hombre-lobo! ¡Un pequeño hombre-lobo! —sé que dije. — Johanna Miller

Overhead, the stars were wheeling and infinite, a complicated mobile made by giants. They pulled me amongst them, into space and memories.

Stupid werewolf ninja sperm.

I was going to fight vampires, and my name wasn’t Buffy–I was so screwed.

All creatures are capable of darkness, but not all choose to succumb to it.

Mike took a deep breath and locked all his muscles in place, so he didn’t follow her. His fingers tingled where he had touched her skin, it was so soft, he’d never felt anything as...

Destiny is as it is. Nothing can change it. Accept it before it ruins you.

Yeah, well, I could do with the extra practice. Takes way too long to get those things off.

Why would Dad call you? I mean, you have to admit that he would have been better off calling the local prison and asking them to send out one of the convicted killers to come...

She once told him about the mysterious trampled-down places found in fields, which the peasants superstitiously called werewolves’ nests. Coming across one of these sites, she fell to her knees and buried her face in...

He looked down at my fingers wrapped around his coat then lifted his eyes to mine. ‘My tiny huntress, do you know what you’ve done to me?

Taking out werewolves, I gather and surmise, is akin to taking out a SEAL team.

Orlando had a Pinto, a car that hadn’t been in existence for thirty-plus years. He still hadn’t figured out why a strong, strapping werewolf would want one. Orlando said it was because he’d customized it....

He’s a bully. I love bullies. They have such big, shiny red buttons to push.

It is seriously creepy coming from a wolf.

Middling monsters died at the point of pitchforks, burned with torches, or at the butt of silver-capped canes wielded by angry, geriatric Poles. Middling people were dime-a-dozen, emptied souls, shorn sheeple, human husks. A good...

Arkadia wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head upon the muscular cliff face he called his chest.

Why go for something cold and dead, when you can have something hot and panting?

She brushed her lips over his, needing to taste him, to reassure herself of his presence, even if the kiss was relatively chaste. He let out a soft groan, his big body melting against hers...

The wolves wait for you, little lamb.

Taylor Durham was in a gay man’s heaven, with all those tight bodies swaying back and forth to the music. Grinding together in harmony.

He couldn’t stop staring at her cleavage…The vee in between beckoned him like a bee to nectar.

And the more he gazed at her, the more he felt a twinge of something he couldn’t quite describe, an unknown surge that bubbled inside him from the first moment he’d caught sight of her,...

I suggest you give up now. According to my research, in a vampire-werewolf love triangle, the vampire always gets the girl.

I’m some sort of guinea pig in a home economics crash course for werewolves.

I watched her and I watched the birds’ shadows flit across her face, and I…wanted. I wanted more happy memories to hang up on the ceiling, so many happy memories with this girl that they...

Hi Maggie, it’s nice to see you again,’ he said, smiling so sweetly I thought I might need insulin.

What would a racist call werewolves? Wargs? She kind of liked that one, but suspected that racist bastards didn’t read Tolkien.

Sleep, Maya,” he murmured softly. “Sleep, my love, and I promise that I will come looking for you.

But never in all her human days had her blood bubbled with such a golden exultation and such blissful freedom as now when she ran, a werewolf, across the marsh.

Emma couldn’t look away from Mike’s eyes, they seemed to glow for a second, but there was something she couldn’t place. She found herself leaning closer and her gaze dropped to his lips, she was...

I’ll never turn her away, Clyde. She’s my mate. I’ll protect her till my dying breath. I’ll even swallow my pride and ask a favor as momentous as the one I just asked of a...

…But I know as well as the next werewolf who’s fallen that you don’t get to choose who trips you. Once your soul recognises its other half, what follows is no longer within your control…”~...

Don’t be hating on my peacock. It’s just not right. – Kye

Growl all you want. The sound is…appealing.

My mind argued with itself about whether to adhere to proper etiquette or whether to fling aside all modesty and throw my arms around him. My feet chose the latter before my mind had a...

What do you mean?” Leslie’s voice was cool, as if she questioned witches who were flat on their backs being threatened by werewolves every day.

Marrok, in allthese years, you’ve grown to be like a grandson to me. I believe you can do this. Have faith in yourwolf, son. Where you’re weak, he’s strong. It’s his mate, too, and I...

Remember the part about big and scary.

We’ll be all right. Somehow, we will. Trust it is the truth.

Yeah and purple monkeys fly from my ass at dawn.

That girl is just plain crazy,” Chey said as she looped her arm through Arkadia’s. ‘I swear when they were handing out social skills she was still in the line for shoes.

Maybe younger than the thirty he looked, still caught in style over substance.

He gritted his teeth at the newest rumble, knowing what was happening, and looked back at Victoria. “I’ll never say this again, but… wrap your arms around Gabriel, keep him close.

Enemies may unite to eliminate a common threat, but never without a wary eye fixed on their ally.

Jackson, are you trying to challenge my authority as Alpha?” Taz growled out. Ha! Therein the bullsh*t begins.

The moment this is over, you’re mine,” Diesel all but groaned, keeping his eyes on the road so he wouldn’t pull over and take her right there.”No, wolf, you’re mine.”the look on his face went...

He would give up his wings and heaven for her, a woman he loved but would never truly belong to him, a woman he could never keep. He’d fall and be banished from the only...

You know,” he said, “every time a vampire says he doesn’t believe in lycanthropes, a werewolf bursts into flames.