He was on me before my brain processed the fact that he was coming for me.

Being nearly naked around Barrons felt a lot like going to a shark convention lightly basted in blood.

Is anyone who's supposed to be dead actually dead?

Silence isn't golden, it's deadly. It's a vacuum that fills up with ghosts.

Life equaled love plus passion squared. Loving and being passionate about what one did was what made life so precious.

Are you decent?" a woman's voice called, pushing the door cautiously ajar. "Nay, but we're clothed," Cian purred.

A lamb in a city of wolves.