There’s less violence in my world compared to yours,” she insisted. Spade sighed. “No, darling. There are only different reasons for it.

The dungeon image helped. "You need to let Maximus go," I stated, my voice stronger now. "No. Wine?

Bath toys are reserved only for the oldest, more lethal vampires.

Bones, what is everyone doing in here? Spade, cover up. Frigging vampires think everyone wants to see what they've got." ~Cat

No matter what happens, you will never lose me, I am forever yours, Kitten, in this life or the next.

It hasn't escaped my notice that you only compliment me when you're intoxicated.

I heard the car door shut and then Fabian's voice. "You won't believe what I found around the edge of your property," the ghost announced. "A cave with prehistoric painting inside it!" I rolled my eyes. That was the best tactic Fabian could come up with? This was a vampire he was trying to stall, not a paleontologist.