He smiled, so sensual and beautiful, it was another form of bliss just looking at him.

The sheer splendor of the sight made my chest tighten and tears sting my eyes. All the darkness lately made it easy to forget the world contained more than people trying to hurt other people. It had beauty, too, if you knew where to look--and remembered to open your eyes.

He's clean," Ritchie announced. Chance wrinkled his nose with mild distaste. "Can't say the same about you. Really, man, soap is nothing to fear.

Because, Cat, it’s the feminine persuasion that’s always the deadliest.

Bones has always been smart," I muttered. "His intelligence was just camouflaged under a mountain of p**sy." Cat

I might look as average as the next person but I had a few secrets up my sleeves. And lots of knives of course.

So that makes him, like, your fang granddaddy.