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by
J.R. Ward
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January 30 - February 1, 2015
flashing him a set of breasts that didn’t so much defy gravity as flip it off, insult its mother, and piss on its shoes.
Roflmbo
Manny looked down at his hips. “Are. You. Kidding.” His cock was just as erect as it had been the first time: Undaunted. Proud and strong as only a dumb handle could be.
Just not fair! Poor Manny!!
“She’s got enough on her plate. No shellan needs to hear her male went out for a good beating—and I don’t want you to tell her.”
See, here is just one of many problems with V & Janes relationship. No communication. Ever!
Except then all they had was silence.
V & Jane.
Thomas DelVecchio, Jr. “Have
I don't remember why, but I do remember he is important.
“Eleven women have been found like this in the past year. Chicago, Cleveland and Philly.”
condition—and shouldn’t be operating heavy machinery like an elevator, either.
Funny
His mother had won that particular one. And bitched that he was just like his father. Not a compliment, and something he’d heard all his life—also something that didn’t mean shit because he’d never met the guy. All he had was a faded picture that was the only thing he’d ever put in a frame—
Ohhhh, I forgot it was Manny's father!
Candace liked this
Too true. His dad had also been a surgeon. With a wandering streak.
Important
He’d died in 1983 in a car accident.
Or had he?
“It’s dinnertime, Dr. Manello. Six o’clock at night? You left here twelve hours ago.”
Oh shit
“My shellan and I have had a difference of opinion.” “So talk it out.” “Not right now.”
Well of course not V. Neither of you know how to communicate
She was momentarily relieved. And then she asked, “What is coming?”
Roflmbo!!!!!!
But she had done what the situation had called for according to the duty she had to her patient. Which was what doctors did, even when it cost them . . . everything they had.
See, its that way of thinking that has made a bad situation worse.
Shit, José thought. There was no reason to keep trying to find Butch O’Neal. It was like his old partner was right in front of him.
Hmm, DelVecchio.
Interesting character.
The good doctor was as buttoned up as her hellren—and
Exactly
He’d always known he’d loved Jane, but being the tight-ass that he was, he had stitched up his feelings without realizing a needle and thread were in his proverbial hand.
Yep
Good God, they’d never even gotten properly mated. He’d just moved her into his room and loved every minute of having her there as they’d gone about their nights separately.
That is just so sad. And proof that you both have your heads up your ass
Except that scene in the bedroom wasn’t his and Jane’s only issue, was it. She should have come to him first about the sitch with his sister. He should have been briefed and decided what to do with the two of them.
Yep
Vishous really wished the bastard would take up fencing or, even better, get into rocket launchers.
Too Funny. Becomes one of Butch's passtimes.
Well, then one left the bodies of the dead he’d rendered in an alley for his “host” to find.
Lmbo. Okay. Sure. Makes sense. In a demented Bastard vs Lessor way.
“What are the rules,” the cop said. “There are none.” Vishous spread his stance and braced himself. “Do whatever you want . . . but you have to break me. You’ve got to tear me apart.”
Oh man. This is going to hurt.
“Your blood is strong,” she said in a husky way as she bent to him again and licked her way up his throat. “So very strong.”
Well, I am pretty damn sure he is Butch's half brother. The same father. Which means he is related to Wrath as well....
Hefting him up by the hair and what was either his waistband or his rectum,
Lmbo.
Rectum hell, she near bout killed him.
Sorry, old joke.
if you try to dissuade me by the fact that I have not lived yet enough to judge, I say unto you . . . fuck off.
Roflmbo. I love the way she talks!
I mean come on! That is just funny!!
“One other thing.” “What.” “I think we’re dating now.” As V barked out a laugh, the cop shrugged. “Come on . . . I got you naked. You wore a damn corset. And don’t get me started about the sponge bath afterward.”
Roflmbo!!!!!!
“What of the female,” Zypher said with a dark smile. Xcorshook his head. “Absolutely not. She deserves no punishment.” The male’s brows popped. “Fine. I can make it good for her, instead.”
Roflmbo. Zypher! Bad Boy!!
Which was the spitting image of the male named Butch.
Told you so!
“His name was Robert Bluff. He was a surgeon at Columbia Pres in New York City when my mom was working there as a nurse—”
Yep.
“He practiced a number of places—even . . . over in Boston.”
Beginning to wonder how many kids this guy had!
You have Other-father-itis.
Lmbo
“Say the word and I will find him—whether he’s in the vampire world or the human one.”
Oh I so want to know!
“Looks like this fine surgeon may be a relative of yours, my lord.”
Yep!
“Okay, we agree. My woman wants it—I’ll do it. But otherwise, I’m good with who I am.”
The name “Robert Bluff” had turned out to be a shell—duh. And the male had to be a half-breed; otherwise there was no way he could have worked at any hospital in the daylight hours. The question was whether and how much he knew about his vampire side—and if he was still alive.
“I don’t think my sister is old enough to have sex.” “V, she’s the same age you are.”
Roflmbo
Because Veck was a sinner. And he’d joined the police force to try to drain that out of himself.
Remember this.
Because sometimes he felt like there was a demon inside of him, he really did.
Oh boy. Think of 'The Fallen' series by J.R. Ward.
Crossover!
There had always been two halves of him, two people in one skin, and in moments like this, he felt as though he were watching himself act,
And as David Kroner leaped back in alarm, a hiss seethed through the air. God, that didn’t even sound human. And . . . were those . . . fangs?
Veck sees Throe.
