Lost in Amber (RELIC #4)

by Maz Maddox

Being human was very confusing and complicated. Emotions were…annoying, and I hadn’t quite figured out how to put a good leash on pride or guilt. I was fairly good at being agitated, nervous, and flustered, though. Got those down day one.

No, I didn’t go on a lot of dates, but I had a killer collection of beautiful teapots.

Meeeeeeee

“You love very hard,” Montana continued. “I think you always have. I just don’t think you’ve ever noticed if they loved you back beyond what you can offer them. I don’t want that to be the case here.”

Feels

It didn’t matter that I only reached their thighs, nor that I only weighed about forty pounds; I would destroy them. I readied my claws, eager to slash at anyone who dared approach.

Lance is a gem

Jesus, Lance. At least take him to dinner first.

A curtain of black hair rained down around me, my breath stuck between wanting to sigh in happiness and gasp in surprise. His mouth ruined me, tangling me up in a wicked dance of salacious seduction I couldn’t combat. I thought I was eaten alive at the museum, but he had merely played with his food compared to this kiss—this all-consuming attack that had me groaning for more.

“No,” Montana cut me off, shooting me a stony look. “They called you a small, rabid goose.”

XD

I forgot to look for ghosts on the balcony.

THE FRICKEN GOOSEBUMPS I GOT FROM THIS OMG