She couldn't stop thinking about Elias. His hands caressing her feet, his arms around her body, his fingers entangled in her hair--he was so warm. It wasn't only the temperature, it was some deep connection that ran down to her soul, his touch mollifying the core of her. And his voice--it was no wonder the magic ceased when he spoke. It was so deep, but so level--not even the most kindhearted and loving women deserved to hear such a sexy sound come out of a man's mouth.
allie burkeTag: paranormal-romance
He just wanted to get through his uninteresting day, so he could cross over into the night, and find his way to the red headed light that brightened the black sky.
allie burkeTag: paranormal-romance
She smiled at him, and he stopped breathing.
allie burkeTag: paranormal-romance
He will give his life, for anything he feels has more of a right to live than he. Make no mistake, Elias. He's a Reed. It's what he does.
allie burkeTag: paranormal-romance
You make this sound like a chore for you, like a job. This...," he pressed his fingers to my heart, "it's about love for me--undying, unwavering, unrelenting love. A love that won't let me move on, it won't let me get over you. I don't want to focus on the sickness that could replace you in my heart. I don't want to think of what will happen if I stop fighting for you, for us. But, sometimes I feel like I'm alone in this fight.
Jordan DeenTag: paranormal-romance werewolves
I want to leave all my friends and the sunlight for a small, rainy town.
The Harvard LampoonTag: paranormal-romance urban-fantasy nightlight harvard-lampoon twilight-parody
Tolerence ought to be humanities community and knowledge should be an individuals goal.
Clarrissa Lee MoonTag: paranormal-romance vampires paranormal astral werewolves paranormal-action
A warrior knows death is always a hair's breadth away, but he doesn't dwell on the possibility of his death when he goes into battle. A warrior just fights. He fights to protect his family, his home, his people, himself, and often, the good of man. The wolf never gives a passing thought to the possibility of his death. For the wolf, he will fight to the end if need be, solely to defend his territory. Neither of these things are necessarily a reason to enter into battle when you are already weakened. They just are what they are. They live in a warrior's heart, in a wolf's heart. And both, for me, are in my heart.
D.C. GraceTag: paranormal-romance angels werewolves werewolf nephilim
I laughed to myself as I headed for Finley's car. She had no idea what kind of harrassment she was in for, and I was going to enjoy every minute of it. Secretly, she would, too. I knew it. I could smell it on her, kind of like how a dog smells fear. But I'm better than any dog. I had a full half hour to tease and torture her, and I was gonna take full advantage of it. And if I played my cards right, she'd be putty in my hands. She just didn't know it yet." - Jake
D.C. GraceTag: paranormal-romance
Thank you for that, boy genius! Where did you graduate from? Hogwarts School for the Mentally Unbalanced?
Leia ShawTag: humor paranormal-romance
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