Suzanne Brockmann

But one look at Wildcard's face, and he knew there was trouble. Problem? he signaled.Wildcard responded with an obscene gesture that more than conveyed his opinion that not only was this a problem, but it was a big problem...."Okay". That was not anywhere near the complete reaming Muldoon imagined "We'll take a different route down.""We could", Wildcard agreed. "But they've got a prisoner.."Oh man, that hurt. Dream op to nightmare...Muldoon gritted his teeth and considered his options."Holy fuck", Wildcard said. "When I tell you that a stupid ass French photog is going to turn this perfect op into a total clusterfuck, what you say sir, is 'Oh, holy fuck'. If this isn't the time to use your full adult vocabulary, Lieutenant, I honestly don't know what is".

[Prince Stefan__] family was of Eastern European descent, with some real royalty thrown in via a connection to Vlad the Impaler__ho hung from a branch that Ian wouldn__ kept secret had the family tree been growing in his yard.

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 head, his muscular chest bare, and his boxer shorts clinging to him in a most revealing way, water matting the hair on his chest and his legs and his eyelashes, he was ridiculously attractive. Even with his more conventionally handsome brother standing next to him.Of course the fact that Aaron was looking down at her with unconcealed dislike in his pretty hazel eyes might__e had something to with it, as if she weren__ a person but instead a pile of excrement left on his pool deck by a wart-covered troll with an intestinal ailment.

_ now that I__ stuck here for an undetermined amount of time, it seems beyond foolish not to let me help._ She took a bite for emphasis. __ou could at least let me make you a sandwich,_ she added balefully through her mouthful.__hat was me being respectful of your law degree,_ Ian said.

This wasn't Weirdville, this was fricking Wonderland. Alice here was all grow up, but she was still chowing down on too much of that psychedelic mushroom.

I believe strongly that my books are entertainment. I hope you might learn a thing or two while reading them, but first and foremost, my job is to entertain you. If I__ waving a flag in Hot Target, it__ the same flag I__e always waved in all my books__he American flag. And that__ a flag that__ supposed to stand for acceptance and understanding. For freedom for all__nd not just freedom for all Americans, but freedom for all of the diverse and wonderful people living on this planet; freedom to live their lives according to their definitions of freedom. It__ a flag that__ supposed to stand for real American values like honor and honesty and peace and love and hope.

You know, Savannah, if you cry, I won__ tell anyone,_ Ken said quietly. __ promise.

I know the M-word makes you nervous, but yeah. I'm talking about the big, permanent friendship. A little different from what Joe and Charles had, though. See, I want to be the kind of best friends who make love every night, who share all their darkest secrets and favorite jokes, and maybe even someday make babies together. I know that kind of friendship requires hard work, but you know, I'm pretty good at hard work.~ Tom Paoletti, "The Unsung Hero

Ah, God, Lys" he breathed, and she opened her eyes to look up at him. She was the love of his heart, his true partner in both work and life, and the idea of losing her to the violence of the world they lived in scared the living shit out of him.But her smile lit her eyes, her face, and he pushed the darkness away and let himself grin back at her like the damn fool that he was. This moment-now-was perfect, and he wasn't going to let his fears interfere.

My favorite color is you.

If you want, I can carry you__ ____ fine,_ she said shortly. __et__ go.__e__ said that wrong. He should have said, __ want to carry you.

Do you think,_ she said, __nstead of having sex, we could make love?_____ love that,_ Ken whispered.

Savannah, I__e been talking my ass off for more than an hour now, telling you shit no one__ ever heard anything about, hoping that I__l say something, Jesus God, anything that will convince you to have sex with me.

I__ going to carry you now,_ he told her, __o we can move even faster. I__ not asking you, I__ telling you. Any response from you is unnecessary and unwelcome.

When you sit that way, you look kind of like a beach ball with a head,_ he continued. __our haircut is really, really bad, I__ probably going to lose my job for helping you this way, and I__ dying to fuck you._ He glanced at her. __hat honest enough for you?

You love me,_ he said. __hat__ all I need to know._ __ou always say the right thing,_ Savannah told him, her eyes so filled with love that he almost wept. __ometimes it takes you awhile to get to it, but you always get there, and what you say is always worth waiting for.