After he left the planet with his brothers, he'd imagined he'd live out his life alone. That was until he met Annabelle. His memory lingered back to the day he stepped into her bakery. His brothers were still unpacking when he decided to take a walk into town. The first time he saw her, she was placing muffins into a customer's bag. Even with her messy hair bun and stained pink apron, she was pure perfection. His entire body warmed when he got a backside peek at her pink tank top and Kitty bitty jean shorts. Before he knew what was happening, he'd gone inside and sat down in the same booth he sat in now. And when she came to the table to take his order, she'd a bit down on her bottom lip. He'd known then those lips would complicate his life, but he had no idea just how much.

— Stacey O'Neale

A rush of cold air blew against his face as he left her bakery. While he walked, Kaden tried to convince himself the date wasn't a big deal, but it was. The nervous energy swirling in his stomach gave him away. He'd never been on a date. Ever. He had met his wife the day they were bonded. He wasn't even sure of the proper protocol for a human date. His brothers had one-night stands, not dates. There was no way he could ask them. They'd never let him live it down. Perhaps he could find the answer on Google? With all he had learned since his arrival, he was confident he could figure this out. Besides, this was a date with Annabelle - the one human he had made a connection with. After everything they had been through, taking her out on a date should be easy. What could possibly go wrong?

— Stacey O'Neale

As a rule of thumb, it was always safer if the Commander-in-Chief formulated a risky plan.

— Rowena Cherry

Cam placed his hand on her shoulder. "It's not too late." A thick lump swelled in her throat. "I acted like an idiot." "That's not a problem," he replied in a comforting tone. "He's been acting like an idiot for weeks now.

— Stacey O'Neale

Dave had been fun when they’d first dated. Then impending fatherhood had sobered him at the same time Sickle and Company had crooked its finger, turning him from Mr. Right to Mr. Wrong.

— Cheryl Sterling

Dude, we both know it's only going to get worse. You're like a ticking sex bomb.

— Stacey O'Neale

Hilary peered over her shoulder at Cam, letting her eyes lazily take him in, "See you soon, tiger." They both watched as the door closed behind her. Cam made a moaning sound with a wild expression across his face. "She's going to be fun to tame.

— Stacey O'Neale

How, exactly, did I kill him? He died on the golf course.” One minute he’d been practicing his swing, and in the next—fact—a freak lightning bolt had hit him right in the nine iron. His shoes were still smoking when she reached him.

— Cheryl Sterling

If the lords of the underworld can't bring me out of this funk, no one can.

— Stacey O'Neale

If there’s one thing I’ve learned, buddy, it’s that love is messy and complicated. If it’s too easy, then it isn’t the real deal. It can’t be, because passion doesn’t follow the path of least resistance. It’s this fiery, out-of-control entity that sucks you in and spits you out more hurt and more alive than ever before.

— Siobhan Davis