Dead or not, you must be bored with women telling you how you look like the hottest, most exotic wet dream they’ve ever had. No wonder the thought of you, grapes, and some scented massage oils crossed my mind – and if you drop that towel again, I’m going to need a cold shower.

Kitten." His voice was thick with something I couldn't name. "This is the part... where you don't have a choice.

I know you think I was pressured into binding myself with you before, but that's not true,I always intended to marry you, kitten.

Mencheres dropped his hands from my shoulders. “You know that’s what he wants. He’ll want to trade, you for her.” “Then I’ll do it,” I said. Bones’s grip on me turned to steel. “No, you won’t.

Maybe it was a good thing that Bones was putting Don's remains away instead of me. With my current emotional state, I'd probably think the only safe place for his ashes was tucked inside my clothes next to the garlic and weed.

I know I'm delicious. Nummy.....nummy. -Vlad

Only fools pity survivors their scars and you should never kowtow to fools