Maybe, just maybe, two broken people could manage to create something whole.
I can smell blood, Elena,” Dmitri drawled, walking back into the room. “Are you trying to flirt?
Come make me sticky. Dimitri to Honor
In her lived an innocence of soul of which she seemed unaware.
You should sit,” Lucas said, and he wasn't talking to Mercy. Sascha stared at him. “I didn't realize pregnancy of four weeks' duration made me incapable of standing upright.” “It makes me incapable of reason.
Holding Hawke’s gaze in a way that not many men could, Walker said, “You will be good to her.” Not a statement, but an order. Hawke’s wolf stirred. “Do you think I’d be otherwise?” “If I did, you’d be dead.