But sometimes, that depth of need—to save, to protect—can become a blinding fervor, one that destroys the very thing it thinks to safeguard.

I might not be Silent any longer, but I still have the perfect poker face.

Hawke's gaze was so innocent, Andrew knew it was pure bullshit

Where did you learn your charm—the gulag?

These predators loved with wild fury, but they were also darkly possessive, crossing the boundary into what humans might term obsession.

Illium, with his wings of silver-kissed blue and a face designed to seduce both males and females, not to mention his ability to do the most impossible acrobatics in the air, would provide a worthy diversion. The fact that he’d decided to ditch half his clothing was just icing on the cake.

She crushed it, telling herself she was going to add Big in front of her Idiot tattoo.