Its done.' Penteluck announced and scooped some onto a spoon for Zayne to drink.
'No chance, you first. You're already dead it won't kill you if you drink it.'
Penteluck frowned. 'Zayne I'm already dead, how will you know if it will kill you in the first place?'
She shrugged, 'it helps i guess.
Mots clés humour fantasy paranormal teen-fantasy
You breathe too fast to be convincing,' he goaded.
'You don't breathe enough to judge me.
Mots clés paranormal
Life's nycer when it's Naughtie!
Naughtie ScribeMots clés drama paranormal thriller erotica inspriational
It's a good day to do great things!
Randy LipnitzkyMots clés romance fantasy fiction science-fiction vampires paranormal vampire vampire-diaries
What would angel lips taste like? Sunshine? Marshmallows? Or something altogether different? Maybe buttered-popcorn jelly beans.
Lisa M. BassoMots clés romance angels paranormal young-adult
In the woods lay a bleeding angel in all her glory. Her arms posed gracefully above her head and her hair soaked in the mud, the blood and feces in which she lay. Dying, fading into the other realm, her form christened by the rain as though the trees had begun to weep upon her in sadness for the brutality she had endured. (The Children of Ankh series)
Kim CormackMots clés scifi fantasy paranormal teen teen-fantasy paranormal-fiction teen-fiction paranormal-series youngadult
So where did you get your information? Werewolves for Dummies? No, wait, you watched Underworld? Or maybe you were raised by wolves? Stop me
when I’m warm.” - Shella
Mots clés humor paranormal-romance funny paranormal werewolves urban-fantasy shifters
You’re not going to campus. You’re going out to get drunk and play with other ladies’ boobies.” - Kye
Krista AlastiMots clés humor fantasy paranormal-romance funny paranormal werewolves urban-fantasy shifters
She lowers her forehead to the floor, curling starlight tendrils under her face when she rocks in the yoga pose, so tempting and sexy even in her deepest despair. Her courage is failing and I wait it out, watching the prone woman bend subconsciously in prostrate worship. She knows who I am or she wouldn't do that.
PoppetMots clés romance paranormal vampire
In one blow, that dream died as they dragged me—him—away. A tear slid down my cheek. I wasn't the only one mourning the loss of a dream.
"I'm sorry."
'You're not alone, I just wanted you to know that. And someday, when I have my powers back and am free, I'm going to do some serious damage to the people who've hurt you.
Mots clés love romance fantasy science-fiction paranormal young-adult
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