I don't know about you, but I call impromptu vomiting harm.

One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.

We will K‘Vruck the world.

The kiss....was not meant to seduce, it was meant to mark a woman's soul. Chloe

He kissed like no man she'd ever known. There was something about him, a rawness, an earthy sensuality that bordered on barbaric, something she'd never be able to explain to someone else. A woman had to be kissed by Dageus MacKeltar to fully understand how devastating it was. How it could bring a woman to her knees.

Don't bother trying to guilt me. Ask my other. It doesn't work.

Burns from dropped matches, Ms. Lane? Matches one might have dropped while flirting with a pernicious Fae, Ms. Lane? Have you any idea the value of this rug?” I didn’t think his nostrils could flare any wider. His eyes were black flame. “Pernicious? Good grief, is English your second language? Third?” Only someone who’d learned English from a dictionary would use such a word. “Fifth,” he snarled. “Answer me.