he was the monster that stalked nightmare and they both knew it

You sure got a quick trigger, Sienna," he teased.

Raphael, tell him you won’t do anything to him if I get ‘damaged.’ ” “That would be a lie, Elena. I would tear out his throat.

An hour of your life is worth more than a thousand people to me.

He'd been so angry at her -always pushing his buttons, that girl. But then he'd taken her into his arms, and all that anger had blazed into a darker, hotly possessive need that had urged him to bend his head, bite down on the throbbing pulse in her neck, leave a mark.

"So decisive", he murmured in that calm tone that had adrenaline flooding her body, the primitive part of her brain conscious she was in the presence of a predator. "Got your eye on someone?" She didn‘t know what made her say it. "No. But I have no plans to die a virgin."

Nothing in his touch said he considered her fractured, considered her damaged goods, and that gave her a freedom she wouldn't have believed possible.