He was the ultimate experiment in Nature Versus Nurture, and she imagined he must be engaged in a constant battle between what he was and what he wanted to be.

Man who hates cats is insecure, but a man who likes them is one worth keeping. If he can appreciate a cat, he can appreciate a strong, independent woman.

It wasn't a kiss, human, so don't get excited." She sputtered in outrage. "I don't know what putting your lips on someone else's mouth means for your people - whatever they are - but humans call that a kiss." "Congratulations, then. You made out with a hellhound.

Hellboy?” “What?” “Touch me. Make me forget all this.” He was on her in an instant, took her down to the floor before she could blink.

Easy there, Smurfette.

His gaze slammed into hers. 'I love you. Never forget that. Never forget...me.' He loved her. Emotion bubbled up in her throat, leaving her voice completely wrecked. 'Never,' she rasped.

I didn't see any furry little James Bonds.