But she loves me. Me. Just the way I am.

I would tell you that you looked really hot today when I saw you naked, but that probably wouldn't be appropriate, being as we're in bed together but not doing anything.

If I can't have my own mate and my own children, then I can at least have my own kingdom.

Jack came whirling in like a little gay tornado with Duchess following him.

There were worse things than dying, and those worse things happened to the people you left behind.

And then something truly bizarre happened. I could feel his touch through our eyes. I couldn't look away from him. The girl in front of him seemed to disappear, and all there was in the hallway was him and the sweet, beautiful smell of his blood.

Aye, wumman, if it's truly romantic, then it must be Scottish.