And that's when I realised that a mans' ego was like fruit; easily bruised.

Use the prise de fer!" Shelby called. "Lilith sucks at the prise de fer. Correction: Lilith sucks at everything, but especially the prise de fer.

The tender pressure of his lips soothed her, like a warm drink in the dead of the winter, when every part of her felt so cold.

Trial by fire.' Roland whistled, patting Luce on the back. 'Show no fear.

I've met you many times Lucinda, and most of the time, you're a downright bore.

Daniel had ruined that couple’s life. Killed their daughter. All because he’d been some hotshot angel who saw something he wanted and went after it.

He had the innate sense that something bad was just around the bend, but a hope that something incredible was waiting in the distance. It had to be. His burning love for her cursed through him until he felt so full he didn’t know whether he would fit through the portal.