But the main point is that he still had swimmers in his sacks.” “Excuse me?” “You know, luv. Sperm, if you want to be all technical about it. He still had living sperm in his juice." Cat and Bones

...love him enough to give him this, even if it's at the price of your pride." (Annette to Cat)

I’d heard Bones threaten to beat someone with their own limb before, but I’d always assumed that was a figure of speech. Apparently not.

Get stuffed, don't you have more publicity stunts to pull?" Bones shot back. "How about chatting with another writer who can smear your name into greater popularity?" "What, did Anne Rice not return your calls, mate?" Vlad asked scathingly. "Jealousy is such an ugly trait.

If you introduce yourself to anyone as Mrs. Dracula, I'll bite you in a manner you won't enjoy.

I'm not fretting over control with you. You can have all of the command you desire as long as we're together. I'll just save my demands for the bedroom." I flushed. Bones just chuckled and brought my hand to his lips.

I threw my hands up. Men. They were impossible to reason with.