Wasn't it time she risked getting hurt again, instead of just accepting the numbness of never letting anyone in?

Bones has always been smart," I muttered. "His intelligence was just camouflaged under a mountain of p**sy." Cat

Ian grinned at her, trailing a pale hand down his chest. “Luscious, aren‟t I, poppet? Go on, stare. I don‟t mind.

You've got to try this," I told Bones, handing him the glass. "It's like Cristal and O-Negative had a love child.

He was impolite while making a point? This is Vlad the Impaler. His points usually come at the end of a long pole.

Between the money and the illegal merchandise, Bones was getting millions. No wonder he laughed at my salary. -Cat

Brilliant landing.. We´re trying to keep a low profile, and here you´ve gone and made it look like a meteorite hit.

We're going to knock those demons out and slay them with the power of Jesus. Hallelujah, can I get an amen?- Timmie

Odd that I couldn’t catch any of your dream,” Bones went on. “Normally your dreams are like background music to me.

This isn't going to be easy," I grumbled as we headed toward the exit. Bones shrugged. "Nothing worthwhile ever is.

Guess the honeymoon is over!" Denise muttered once we are outside. "Next I suppose I'll be sleeping in the wet spot.

His embrace was my drug of choice, and as any addict knew, one sampling was way too many and a thousand never enough.

Where are we going? You never told me." "My home in Romania." Wow, this guy wasn’t kidding with his Dracula fixation.

It was official. I now wanted to murder a ghost, a notion I'd discarded as unlikely only twenty minutes before. (Cat)

Hearing that I'd come so close to dying should've terrified me, but all I could muster up was a weary "This day sucks.

This is our true tie," he whispered, his breath falling hotly onto my lips. "You're meant for me, and I will have you.

I’d relived enough terrible events happening to cautious people to know that prudence wasn’t a guarantee for happiness.

All the rest of the world could only kill or devastate my mind and body. Bones alone held the power to demolish my soul.

I'm sorry I can't give you the normal life you wanted, but I promise to adore you every day for the rest of your new one.

Tell me, Kitten.” That deep, smooth voice brushed over me like a physical caress. “Shall I leave now, or wait until later?

This wasn't the first time I'd woken up as a captive. It wasn't even the second. I so needed to reevaluate my life choices.

How could you be nervous about asking me to marry you, Bones? I'd die for you. Why wouldn't I want to live for you as well?

I love the Underworld movies because the vampires arent automatically evil, yet neither are they basically humans with fangs.

Bones, what is everyone doing in here? Spade, cover up. Frigging vampires think everyone wants to see what they've got." ~Cat

Of course he wouldn't hesitate before trying something that had never been done before. He was Vlad Tepesh. How could he fail?

Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear.

Then, when people saw you strolling around at high noon holding your rosary beads, they’d think, ‘Well, that can’t be a vampire.

He looked at the box with interest. 'Well, well. Five speeds. Heat and massage. Deep, penetrating action. Sure this isn't yours?

I love the 'Underworld' movies because the vampires aren't automatically evil, yet neither are they basically humans with fangs.

...I'd have cheerfully thrown Her Majesty and her hundred pounds of baggage to the curb, but that wasn't mature. ~Cat on Annette

When I started writing about vampires, I swore that I wouldn't touch the 'Dracula' legend because it's been done too many times.

I know you think I was pressured into binding myself with you before, but that's not true,I always intended to marry you, kitten.

You're right. Everyone in this room with a pulse is starting to smell really good. Okay. Back in the box, better safe than sorry.

He'll learn that many women can satisfy for a short period of time, but when he falls in love, only one will sustain him forever.

I'm attracted to a lot of hot guys. If Chris Hemsworth were here, I'd light him up like a firecracker with how fast I'd jump on him.

You eat the room service employees every time?” Denise asked, shocked. “Of course. But don’t fret on their behalf. I always tip well.

You don't have to echo my feelings, Mencheres, but you can't talk me out of them either. I love you" Her smile was wry. "Deal with it.

There’s less violence in my world compared to yours,” she insisted. Spade sighed. “No, darling. There are only different reasons for it.

I’d heard Bones threaten to beat someone with their own limb before, but I’d always assumed that was a figure of speech. Apparently not.

You see, you don’t want me to love you. You want the version you’ve made up. The knight, even though I’m the dragon and I always will be.

Denise clung to the feel of his hands as she pushed at her panic. It's okay. You're safe...and this has got to be the ugliest couch ever.

The last thing that you need to fret about is my feeling emasculated, Kitten; but talk is cheap, so I'll be sure to show you later." ~Bones

Love is a terrible weakness. It gives your enemies a perfect target, clouds your judgement, makes you reckless... and that's on a good day.

I love your hands,' he sighed. 'You think I look like an angel? Well, Kitten, your hands are my heaven and your eyes are my home.'" (Bones)

Nice to meet you, mate, and here's some advice: Don't even think about it. You try anything with her and I'll neuter you with my bare hands.

All of you, leave," Vlad responded curtly. "That's not nice," I mumbled. "You should talk to them before you bite them, too. Common curtesy.

The image I'd had of myself as a child was someone I'd never be, and it was only recently that I realized it was okay to be who I was. - Cat

It was the sort of bone deep emotion that made him want to hold her tighter with one hand, and draw a sword against the world with the other.

Why did you tell her I'm your boyfriend? Why doesn't she know about your real one? - Timmy He's English! And Mom...Mom hates foreigners! - Cat

He's clean," Ritchie announced. Chance wrinkled his nose with mild distaste. "Can't say the same about you. Really, man, soap is nothing to fear.

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