urban-fantasy-romance

She pointed a finger at him. "Smart men don't comment on a woman's eating habits, regardless of how many brownies she can shove in her mouth at one time." He laughed. "In that case, I guess I'm not as smart as you think I am.

Can I ask you something?" He placed the chain around her neck. She nodded. "Have you ever wanted something really badly that you know you shouldn't have, yet you can't stop yourself from wanting it?

Trent pumped his arm as if he'd just hit the jackpot. "Thank God. If I had to hear about one more incident with that squirrel-shifter, I was going to shoot myself." "Squirrel-shifter? Are you fucking kidding me?" Jace raised an eyebrow in a look that said, Do I even want to know? "Some half squirrel, half man has been showing up naked in people's backyards out in the suburbs. Soccer moms tend to be a little alarmed when a nude man nibbling on acorns is perched near their child's window. I'm not sure whether he's a shifter who's unable to hold his animal form for long or just a garden variety nut.

Have you ever met a dragon that couldn't talk?

The heady scent of him filled her nostrils, that particular blend of salt and sea and musk that was his alone. Just the smell of him made the blood rush to her core; the feel of his strong arms, the sweet taste of his mouth made her whole body pulse with need and longing.Marcus made a groaning noise deep in his throat and started to pull away."Don't you dare," she breathed in his ear. "If you stop kissing me, I'll... I'll bite you.

She tipped back her glass and finished it. "Ah, lass. You drink like you're Irish already." She smirked. "I am Irish already. Always have been.

I want to know who killed my father,_ Peter growled, shrugging off her fingers and pushing himself away from the wall to stand up straight. __f you think you can help me with that, then you are welcome to try.

Wait," she whispered breathlessly. "I want us to come together." "What's wrong with you comin' twice, luv?

If this is where you ask me to run around in my birthday suit, I__ not entirely comfortable with that,_ I said, smirking.

Fate isn't set in stone. Free will can change everything

My nipples tightened as I breathed in his musky scent mixed with cologne. I didn__ recognize the brand, but it spoke to something inside me. It whispered come closer, and my heart pounded harder.

SPIDER: I guess you__e got a point. RAYNIEDAY: No, I__e got a stake, LOL.

How do I know you__e not the killer?_ MeShack asked.A smirk plastered on Zulu__ face. __ecause you would__e been the first victim.

If you__e not good, I__l burn your____eah, I know._ MeShack strolled to his bedroom. __ou__l burn my balls off.

Dante and this Palero were definitely playing some sort of game, and I didn__ know the rules, which was fine with me. Whenever a game became too complicated, I just set the board on fire.

She drank in the sight of him, the power, the virility, the sheer sexiness. She knew just how well those lips of his kissed, how gentle and coaxing his hands could be, and how mouth-watering his body was.

He turned to look at her. "We've some talking to do.""Didn't we do that on the plane ride over here?""I doona remember talking. I remember kissing, touching, and many orgasms, but no talking.

The scent of arousal pouring off her was almost enough to make his fangs _ and everything else _ pop out. She leaned against the doorjamb, her gaze sweeping over him. __o you have any idea how yummy you look in that suit?