Three cheers for Sheriff Wilson. - Bucky Dideron

We can take it slow," he said. "You can learn to be with me. Find out what I'm all about. You never know, you might like what you find." "Don't hold your breath," she said. He stepped toward her casually, amusement flickering around his lips. She tensed, her eyes checking for a way to run. "Or..." His hand lashed out, grabbed her, and whipped her into his arms, where he held her tight. "We can take it fast and rough.

I had the taste of blood and chocolate in my mouth, one as hated as the other.

what red lips you have," he said in her ear. Did she dare say it? "All the better to kiss you with, my dear," she replied. And then their lips met.

I will howl for you, human boy (...). I will hunt you in my girl skin but I'll celebrate as wolf.

The Law is supposed to keep us safe and strong and able to birth healthy children, yet the Law wants us to tear each other apart to find a leader. The Law's a bunch of hypocrisy.

I'd like to give you my heart, but since that might be inconvenient, I've brought you someone else's.