aidan the fierce

Aidan from the past: He took her hands in his bloodied, callused ones. “Accept me?” His eyes glowed, his lashes spiked from rain. Declan in the present: He gripped her nape. “I fucking love you, Region!” Rain spiked his lashes as he gazed down at her, commanding her, “Love me back!

Kresley Cole

Apparently unaffected, she rose. "Yeah, you're probably right. I should be going." She feigned a yawn. "You've got to head back to work, and I got a head to jail. Big night for me. I'm planning to shiv someone for a bar of soap. --

Kresley Cole

Bothered briefly gazed heavenward. "Chase is clearly a reluctant sharer. Which should incite her curiosity about what's going on in his head. She's a disgustingly self-righteous Valkyrie, filled with the need to fix things, to right wrongs. If anything needed fixing ..." He waved a hand to indicate Declan from head to toe. "As wrong as he can be.

Kresley Cole

Don't get Missy with me leech." With a glare, Narrow pressed her print to his torque. "Even tapped out, I can still do a love spell to make you fall in love--with the sun.

Kresley Cole

Face it, Nat, this is one tiger who will never be jumping through your flaming hoop--

Kresley Cole

He can learn things about me through your blood. Can learn about my sister!" She briefly covered her mouth. "He can see everything we've done! I don't want that leech to know what we do in private." Lothaire strolled up, making a scoffing sound. "As if I don't watch you two live from a distance.

Kresley Cole

He gripped her nape. "I fuckin' love you, Region!" Rain spiked his lashes as he gazed down at her, commanding her, "Love Me Back

Gena Showalter

He shot to his feet, faced off against her. "No more mercy for ye, Valkyrie." Holding nothing back, he launched a haymaker at her

Kresley Cole

He's like six hundred years younger than you are. I refuse to be the moral compass of our cell! Most weekends I have an intoxispell bong attached to my mouth like a respirator. I love scatological humor, and I list 'pranks involving nuclear waste' and 'making demons eat things' as my hobbies.

Kresley Cole

I can't believe you're going to sacrifice your archery mojo for Macramé." Lucia would forfeit her fantastical skill with a bow if she was unchaste. "Who am I going to hang out with when you're a talentless nobody?

Kresley Cole

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