God, you’re sexy when you talk Psy.
Voles-tu, mon petit papillon.” Illium laughed at Galen’s instruction to “fly, little butterfly
Some things were worth the dance with danger.
There is a dark music in the screams of your enemies.” (Raphael)
You try to leave and I will hunt you down." Relief poured through her, but she smacked at his thigh with the back of her brush. "Like a rabid dog? Very romantic.
You are mine, Elena. If you choose to sleep in another bed, I will simply pick you up and bring you home.