Your mum pounced on her and started sucking away. Would’ve been arousing if not for all the screaming.”
“Ian,” Bones drew out warningly.
He grinned. “You’re right. I was aroused anyway.
Since you and Crispin are now finished and I have a few hours to kill, how about that shag?” he asked with heavy irony.
“Bite me,” I sighed, gathering up the pages.
He winked. “Of course. My second-favorite thing to do in bed.
Well he’ll not get her, will he?” Angus exclaimed. “He’s just some little pond sprite. He can’t do anything out of the water, right? He’s powerless. I’ll get her out of here! We’ll go in to Glasgow or…”
Ian sighed. “Come on, Angus. It’s not as simple as all that. This is an Elemental you’re dealing with. You’d have to take her to the center of the freaking Sahara to get away from him, and even then he’d probably make it rain. He’s in every damned faucet and kitchen tap all over the world. She takes a bath and he’ll pull her under!”
Angus stared at him angrily.
“It’s fucking happened!” Ian said.
Stichwörter: ian elliot-mabeuse the-croft angus mr-watersprite
Só a quero porque não a posso ter.Como um rapaz imberbe
Madeline HunterGregori leaned forward. "Can you believe it? We're all a bunch of mutants! Just like the Ninja Turtles."
Angus blinked. "We - we're like... turtles?"
Gregori burst out lauging.
Ian shook his head, grinning.
Connor snorted. "Nay. We have vampire DNA. No turtles.
Stichwörter: connor ian love-at-stake gregori angus ninja-turtle
Ian's sense of right and wrong overwhelms me.
Not a single other person .... I know
possesses such an unshakable sense of morality.
Its more than unbelievable. It's frightening.
To offer without strings something all men crave,
and be rejected by him is incomprehensible.
Think I'll have to kick Kaeleigh's ass.
Does she have any idea what it means .... to be
so treasured? He has built a pedestal for her so tall
that she is afraid to be lifted atop it, because to fall
would mean certain death. But oh, she would rise
far, far beyond fear.
Stichwörter: identical ian ellen-hopkins raeanne kaeleigh
He made a commitment, Eena.”
“And you believe this commitment,” she spoke the word detestably, “is more important than true love?”
“Yes.”
“No,” she stubbornly disagreed.
“Yes,” Ian insisted as he put his finger to her lips, preventing her from arguing any further. “Love grows and wanes, Eena, but honor, duty, and commitment, those things are constant and stable. They define who you are.”
“They define who you are?” she repeated. “You mean miserable?”
“Content,” he retorted.
“Lonely,” she argued.
“Faithful,” he insisted, his eyes widening to emphasize the importance of the word.
“Empty, regretful, and…”
“Hopeful,” Ian whispered in her ear.
This word caught her off guard. At present, hope was probably all any of them could cling to.
Stichwörter: love honor richelle ian richelle-goodrich eena committment
Oh, yes, that feels so good," I moaned, and instead of punching Ian, pulled him closer.
Breath tickled my neck as he laughed. "I know. I'm truly gifted.
I'd felt obligated to get Ian a Christmas present. A chunk of coal sat in a brightly wrapped box under the tree, his name written in big bold letters on the front of it.
Ian might be family, but he still had been a very naughty boy this year.
Stichwörter: ian christmas-present
You do that, and I take back every nasty thing I've ever said about you."
He grinned, his mood changing from serious to wicked in an instant. "Why? I'm all those things and more."
I shook my head. Ian was more proud of his depravity than anyone I'd met, but if he helped me pull Bones out from under four bespelled vampires and one demonically-enchanced vamp, I'd shower him with prostitutes and porn while swearing he was an angel.
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