The problem with having evil minions is that minions are stupid.

She narrowed her eyes and concentrated on his mouth. Name. He wanted her name. She had to think about it for a second before she remembered. Great. She must have hit her head. Which, duh, explained the headache.

He'd always thought Roag was one rat short of a plague.

He wouldn’t take anything from her ever again. But from this point on, he’d give her whatever she wanted. Which was easy, because what she wanted right now was an orgasm.

All I ever had before you was nightmares. But now I dream. Because of you.

Because make no mistake, Serena. I do bite. ~Wraith

No bra,” he said against her mouth. “Thank you. I hate those things. Dumbest human invention. Ever.