Of course he wouldn't hesitate before trying something that had never been done before. He was Vlad Tepesh. How could he fail?

Of course he wouldn't hesitate before trying something that had never been done before. He was Vlad Tepesh. How could he fail?

My body is the only thing that’s truly mine, so I don’t give it away as though it’s worthless.

Kitten, you need to make a decision. Either we stay here and behave or we leave now and I promise you”—his voice dipped lower and the words fell against my lips—“if we leave, I won’t behave.

This isn’t the first time I’ve faced death, and I don’t intend for it to be the last,” I said, repeating the same words he’d told me before fighting in that fateful duel. “I’ve chosen to live a dangerous life, but it’s who I am, and that wouldn’t change even if we’d never met.

He picked the wrong profession. Should've stayed a prostitute. He'd have made millions. - Cat

He tasted like sin made into wine: dark, heady, and impossible to resist.