Ask me if I sparkle and I’ll kill you where you stand.” (Bones)

Let me introduce my friend, Cat.’ The redhead, and for some reason, she looked familiar. ‘Her husband Bones’ – here Vlad smiled coolly at the short-haired brunet – ‘is not my friend.

Can we move this along?" a bored voice stated. "I have places to be and people to shag." "Ian, I'm not going to hug you," I stated as I approached him. "I know you like this better." With that, I slapped him hard enough to rock his head to the side. When he'd straightened, he flashed me a wicked grin. "Finally, you give me what I want. Knew you loved me, Reaper.

Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts. Bones to Gregor

Age had taught him patience. Youth had taught me to get frustrated at the lack of progress.

Paranormal fiction offers authors - and readers - the chance to answer the question, what if? All the different ways that question can be answered make for extremely entertaining reading.

Beautiful and diabolical. You make me impatient indeed to claim you.