This would be so much easier if they actually issued black hoods.

Should I assume the lure is a certain attractive young dead man?

"He's lying, Kay," Nash said, fists clenched at his sides. "Hellions can't lie, but we all know reapers can." "Careful, pot," Tod said. "Someone might notice your resemblance to the kettle."

Alec rolled beautiful brown eyes. "No fair playing the death card." "No fair having it to play.

Stay for me. Stay with me. There will never be anyone else. Not in my bed. Not in my life. And not in my heart.

...sometimes compassion is the greater part of honor.

Relief washed over me like that first air-conditioned breeze on a hot summer day.