"O' melancholy,hectic chill for human soul,herewith dismal presence,any spirit does descent."
- Nithin Purple
"This woman could make a saint sin."
- Carrie Ann Ryan
"It's how we work," his brother said simply. "I plan. Jake refines. Owen organizes. And you growl and grunt."
"He's lost everything once, and now, he wasn't sure if he had anything left to lose."
"He might kiss like a damn sex god and rev her engine like no other, but he clearly wasn't for her."
"He grinned at her intently before leaning over the counter and running his thumb along her jaw. It took everything inside of her not to lean into that touch. When he lowered his head and brushed his l..."
"He wrapped her hair around his fist, tilted her head back, and kissed her. Hard. She moaned into him, and he pulled away. "Possessive much?" she asked on a laugh. "Just making sure these hooligans kno..."
"When the pieces fell around him, he'd pick them up. It was what he was good at, after all. Restoring what was once lost, what could never be perfectly whole again."
"After a few seconds of scraping, I realize what he has isn’t a trail, it’s a whole forest! Ack! Weren’t all men supposed to shave their chest and stuff nowadays? Whatever happened to having fuzz-free ..."
- Rucy Ban
"I'm also getting a piece of chocolate cake... "Can I have a bite?" he asked, his voice smooth and sexy. A bite of what? she wanted to ask, but didn't. She wasn't ready for that level of flirting. "Get..."