Be still,” he said, voice harsh. “I might not be able to control myself if you step away.
It begins with absence and desire. It begins with blood and fear. It begins with a discovery of witches.
Just because something seems impossible doesn't make it untrue.
I want a simple, ordinary life . . . like humans enjoy.
Her bark is worse than her bite.
Within days they'd formed an unholy alliance with a foppish young French vampire in the Garden District who had implausibly golden hair and a streak of ruthlessness as wide as the Mississippi