Rolling orange fire silhouetted him from behind, backlighting the warrior’s broad shoulders and casual, long-legged stride. As he strolled away from the inferno, the ends of his loose black coat winged out behind him like a cape befitting the prince of darkness himself.
“Holy hell,” Brock murmured. “Tegan.
You are pure flame. I touch you and I ignite. I kiss you and I burn to have more. You consume me… like no other woman before you, and, I am certain, like no other ever could again.
Lara AdrianHow long can you brush up against evil and not come away stained with it yourself?
Lara AdrianNo spark, no boom.
Lara AdrianWhen he spoke, there was an odd vulnerability to his deep voice. As if he were letting her peek inside one of the dark chambers of the heart he seemed so sure he didn’t possess.
Lara AdrianHe was seething, drunk on his own magnificence
Lara AdrianI’m in love with you Renata. I know I’m not a poet – shit, not even close. I don’t have all the fancy words I wish I could say to you … but I want you to know that what I’m feeling for you is real. I love you.
Lara AdrianWould I be healed now if you gave me your blood, Nikolai?”
“Are you asking me for it?”
“If I were, would you give it to me?
Renata reached out for the gun nearest to her and a full magazine of rounds. She had the weapon loaded, locked and ready for action in three seconds flat. Niko had never seen anything sexier in his life.
Lara AdrianMira’s never wrong. Whatever she showed you tonight, it’s fated to be.”
“Fated”, he said, sounding amused by that. “Well, shit. Then I guess we’re doomed.
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