Vampire porn does not go out of style.

In the center was a tiny handprint in red paint.

God, he was probably too young to be this old, but life had a way of being about experience, rather than calendar days.

Love’em or hate’em, by blood or by heart, family was a kind of oxygen. Necessary for the living.

If sex were food, Rhage would have been morbidly obese.

Don't be an asshole," the guy snapped as he cracked a freshie. "Oh, right, because two in this group would be overkill.

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