I will love you until the day they put me in the earth.

She blew out a breath between gritted teeth. “Sometimes I really want to”—a frustrated sound—“bite you!” He froze. “I might let you.” “I won’t do it if you’d enjoy it.

You’re in my every breath and every thought, intertwined so deep inside me that love’s not a strong enough word—you have my devotion, your name branded on my soul, my wolf yours to command. A hundred years? It’ll never be enough. I want eternity.

Some wounds should be healed, no matter how much time has passed or how much time is left.

We fit, you and I,” he whispered looking into that haunting gaze. “Two broken pieces making a whole.

I want no blood from you--not until we're both sweaty and naked and you're screaming my name.

He leaned down until his lips brushed her ear. “I told you to stop flinching.” And then he bit her. A slow, painless nip but there were definitely teeth involved.