Iโve never been jealous before I met you, it burns, luv. Like silver through my veins. Some nights, watching you with other men on your jobs, I think it will drive me mad. (Bones)
Jeaniene FrostThereโs less violence in my world compared to yours,โ she insisted. Spade sighed. โNo, darling. There are only different reasons for it.
Jeaniene FrostWouldnโt that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos.
Jeaniene Frost