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  • #1
    Carrie Ann Ryan
    “Reed kissed the both then stripped down. Hannah whistled and he shook his ass.

    "Dude. Never. Do. That. Again." Maddox rubbed his eyes. "I think I'm blind."

    Whoops, forgot he was there. Whatever.”
    Carrie Ann Ryan

  • #2
    Carrie Ann Ryan
    “Bloodthirsty, thy name is Momma Wolf.”
    Carrie Ann Ryan, Trinity Bound

  • #3
    Carrie Ann Ryan
    “I can feel you,” Willows whispered. Tears fell to down her cheeks, and he kissed her softly on the lips, pouring all his love into that one kiss.”
    Carrie Ann Ryan, A Taste for a Mate

  • #4
    Lia Davis
    “He had golden-brown hair, the most vivid baby-blue eyes, and a body that belonged on the cover of Men’s Health magazine. Her gaze roamed over his broad shoulders and down his chest.”
    Lia Davis

  • #5
    Lia Davis
    “Fun? “Katrina, I didn’t request to be set up on a date. I can’t go meet a complete stranger and….” he scanned the email again. “…and spend the night with her?”
    Lia Davis

  • #6
    Lia Davis
    “His eyes narrowed to slits.
    Power passed over her, intensifying her desire for him. She moaned and rotated her hips against him. “What will you do with me now?”
    Lia Davis

  • #7
    Darynda Jones
    “My fore-parts, as you so ineloquently put it, have names.”

    I pointed to my right breast. “This is Danger.” Then my left. “And this is Will Robinson. I would appreciate it if you addressed them accordingly.”

    After a long pause in which he took the time to blink several times, he asked, “You named your breasts?”

    I turned my back to him with a shrug. “I named my ovaries, too, but they don’t get out as much.”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #8
    Darynda Jones
    “Never knock on death's door. Ring the doorbell then run. He totally hates that.
    - T-shirt”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #9
    Darynda Jones
    “I went down like a drunken cowgirl trying to line dance to Metallica.”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #10
    Darynda Jones
    “Genius has its limitations.
    Insanity...not so much" -Bumper Sticker”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #11
    Darynda Jones
    “WITH GREAT BREASTS COMES GREAT RESPONSIBILITY. —T-SHIRT”
    Darynda Jones, Second Grave on the Left

  • #12
    Darynda Jones
    “After a long pause in which he took the time to blink several times, he asked, "You named your breasts?"

    I turned my back to him with a shrug. "I named my ovaries, too, but they don't get out as much.”
    Darynda Jones, First Grave on the Right

  • #13
    Lia Davis
    “His power reached out to her like physical touch of a lover, sending tingles over her skin. His sculptured body moved in a sensual, yet deadly manner. Her hands itched to touch him, to feel his warm skin under her palms. She closed her eyes to stop the urge to go to him, shivered, and cursed her body for responding to him.”
    Lia Davis, Death's Storm

  • #14
    Lia Davis
    “They took form in a bedroom, Khloe realized with a scowl. He noticed and gave her a sideways grin. Arrogant ass. Laugh it up, demon.”
    Lia Davis, Death's Storm

  • #15
    Lia Davis
    “When he reached his own room again, he found Khloe curled up on his bed, asleep. He stood over her, watching her sleep peacefully for a few moments before taking a deep breath and moving to the other side of the bed. He sat down on top of the covers next to her and watched the rise and fall of her chest as she slept. He withdrew a leather bond journal from the nightstand drawer and tried to push Hecate’s words from his mind.
    Khloe is yours to deal with.”
    Lia Davis, Death's Storm

  • #16
    Lia Davis
    “She sagged against the wall, finding it hard to breathe. It wasn’t from fear. Gods, she hadn’t been that turned on in years. If that was her punishment, she was going to be lippy a little more often”
    Lia Davis, Death's Storm

  • #17
    Lia Davis
    “Hands on hips, she cast him a narrowed-eye gaze. “Move.”
    “You’re not leaving.”
    “And you’re not stopping me.”
    Lia Davis, Death's Storm

  • #18
    Lia Davis
    “He made a sound close to a growl before speaking. “Why do you resist my assistance?”
    She stopped walking and faced him. “Because I don't like you.”
    Lia Davis, Death's Storm

  • #19
    Lia Davis
    “Are you always so mistrusting?” he said, lifting a brow.
    “When my escort is a demon, yes.”
    Lia Davis, Death's Storm

  • #20
    Lia Davis
    “You like playing with fire?”
    “Yes. It is my favorite element.” She extracted her arm from his grip and stepped inside the elevator”
    Lia Davis, Death's Storm

  • #21
    Lia Davis
    “The slam of a car door drew her attention to a new arrival. Maxville Deputy Sheriff Zach Manus emerged from his unmarked 2011 Camaro and stalked toward them. Deep sorrow and anger laced across his handsome features. His light-brown hair stood a little more on end than normal. He stopped in front of them, his frown deepening and his golden-brown eyes darkening.”
    Lia Davis

  • #22
    Lia Davis
    “She was the one person he’d hoped to avoid as much as possible when he’d taken his place as Sheriff of Maxville. It wasn’t that he disliked her, that was the problem. Despite his better judgment and a glutton for punishment, he still cared too damn much for the woman.”
    Lia Davis

  • #23
    Lia Davis
    “His hand came out and captured her by the chin. She froze, finding it hard to breathe as he gently raised her face to meet his gaze.”
    Lia Davis

  • #24
    Lia Davis
    “His hand cupped her cheek as he lowered his head to hers. Just before their lips touched, a light knock sounded on the door.”
    Lia Davis

  • #25
    Lia Davis
    “A sudden intake of breath escaped her as soon as his lips touched the backs of her fingers. His rose birthmark tingled as if awakened.”
    Lia Davis

  • #26
    Lia Davis
    “Her blond hair hung loose, cascading around her shoulders, and stopping over her breasts. She turned toward him, violet eyes meeting his gaze. For a moment, he lost all coherent thought.”
    Lia Davis

  • #27
    Lia Davis
    “Yeah…hey, you have a male here.” Shay walked toward the hall, sniffing the air. “And he’s human. Way to go, Dani!”
    Lia Davis, Winter Eve

  • #28
    Lia Davis
    “He raised his hand to brush a stray hair from her face. Instead of dropping his hand, he slid it behind her neck and drew her closer. His earthy pine scent enveloped her. When his lips touched hers, she lost any hope of control.”
    Lia Davis, Winter Eve

  • #29
    Lia Davis
    “He hissed and rocked his hips into her. “You like to bite?”
    “I’m a cat, aren’t I?”
    Lia Davis, Winter Eve

  • #30
    Lia Davis
    “He stepped into her line of sight and brushed the robe aside to press a tender kiss on her scarred breast. “They are part of you. I think you are beautiful with them.”
    “I’m not perfect like other shifters.”
    “I don’t want perfect because it doesn’t exist in any species.”
    Lia Davis, Winter Eve



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