A queen keeps a court that is spoken about. A goddess keeps a court that is never forgotten.

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

My mother," he said, "has invited us to a ball." Elena pulled a blade from one of the butter-soft forearm sheaths that had been a gift from Raphael. "Excuse me while I stab myself in the eyes-and disembowel myself while I'm at it.

Ransom thought her girly tendencies the funniest thing ever, constantly teased her over them, but the last time he'd opened his big mouth, she'd gotten her own back by pointing out that his long black hair sure did look well conditioned.

I can smell blood, Elena,” Dmitri drawled, walking back into the room. “Are you trying to flirt?

And he realized... that fragile, mortal life wasn't just important to him. It was more important than his own.

That works fine for me . . . Sienna Lauren Snow.