I doubt you’ve ever been forced to nonstop bang a woman hyped up on the undead voodoo version of Spanish fly, have you?” His chuckle was soft. “Can’t say that I have, Kitten.” “Yeah, well, consider me an original.” This time, when his lips brushed across my skin, it lasted more than a moment. “I always have.

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

You're shagging a woman who can turn into a dragon? Blast you, Charles, I am sick with envy!

I didn't understand, either, but love had no sense sometimes. Pondering the why of it was futile.

And yet when i finally drifted of in that barely conscious state where logic was absent and dreams encroached i could almost hear bone's voice. he was whispering that same promise he'd made to me months ago when our relationship started and i wondered if it was a sign - and if he'd really meant it. If you run from me i'll chase you. And i'll find you.

I will never stop loving you. No one can change that. No matter what happens later, I’ll still love you.

One of my favorite things about supernatural fiction is its vast array of creatures.