Thank you for bringing me home.

I’m not going to leave you here to bleed my friend dry.” “If that had been my intent, they’d already be dead on the floor.

You just promised me eternity, you know. I can make you live to regret it.

Looking for me, Angel?

Look at me Elise. Tell me what you think I’m feeling,” he murmured, then bent his head to hers and pressed his mouth to her parted lips.

Nikolai stroked her cheek, then wrapped her in his embrace. “You’re safe,” he said tenderly beside her ear. “I’ve got you, and I’m going to keep you safe.

Someone remind me why I didn’t want to be an accountant when I grew up,” Brock drawled. Niko chuckled. “Because accountants don’t get to make things go boom.