Kendra

“Pen, you really shouldn’t use the same password for all your accounts. I’ve headed off three hackers in the last week who would’ve gotten into your PayPal, bank, and electric company accounts.” “What?” Penelope was obviously confused at the change in subject, but Cade merely relaxed back in his seat and kept his eyes on Beth as she fidgeted uncomfortably. “Using PenisGod isn’t a good username for things like Amazon and eBay. And you really need to delete your craigslist account because calling yourself a penis god is only attracting weirdos. You probably don’t even remember you had that old ad up when you were trying to sell your bicycle. Well, it’s one of the most clicked-on ads on the site for San Antonio. I’m not exaggerating either. You had four hundred and sixty-nine messages—and I’m not even going to comment on the sixty-nine thing. But three hundred and fourteen of those contained pictures of men’s dicks. Fifty-seven contained marriage proposals, most from overseas; twenty-seven were from women who were interested in a threesome with you, fifty-five were spam, people trying to get you to click on links or buy some crap product, and the remaining sixteen emails were religious in nature, telling you to repent for your soul.” “I should probably be pissed you got into my account, but I trust you, so I’m not. But it’s not penis god!” Penelope exclaimed huffily. “It’s Pen IS God.” Cade burst out laughing. “Seriously, sis? Penis god? Just wait until the guys hear this!”
― Susan Stoker, Shelter for Elizabeth

“You want her, don’t you? Need I remind you that you don’t do blondes.”
― S.B. Alexander, Breaking Rules

“I’m your worst nightmare and your best wet dream all wrapped into one.” Oh, God. Why did I say that last part?”
― S.B. Alexander, The Maxwell Series Boxed Set

“But as Beast’s eyes scanned the back yard’s occupants, his gaze stopped on the female he’d been staring at. The corner of his mouth quirked up in a smile. “Interesting,” Beast snickered. He’d figured out that Stone had spotted his mate in the woman. Beast had always been too clever for his own fucking good.”
― Milly Taiden, Savage Caress