Best 22 quotes of Sara Humphreys on MyQuotes

Are ya tryin' to kill me, Maggie?" Declan bit the words out and his fingers dug deeper into her hips. "Are ya wantin' to see a grown man beg?

Are ya trying' to kill me, lass?" "Kill you? No." Maggie leaned closer, her hands drifting up and cradling his face as she rolled her hips again in one wicked pass. "Torture you? Maybe.

Dakota started laughing. "You wouldn't have anything back there to help me tame a punk-rock wild child with a disdain for cowboys, would you?

Even now, as a vampire, the fear of addiction ruled her world. Would she ever be free?

I am waiting for you in the living room... the very pink living room. I do hope that when we acquire a home of our own, after this nonsense has passed, you will not insist on bathing the entire space in shades of bubble gum.

I'll not be lyin' if I tell ya that I fancy ya a bit myself." "The fancy feelings are mutual." A grin curved her lips right before Declan pressed a kiss to them.

I'm not into werewolves, but holy crap is he a hottie. Totally gorgeous and built like a tank. I bet he's got one down to his---

I'm so sorry I wasn't here sooner, but you'll have to forgive an old vampire for being a bit rusty in the dreamscape.

Lottie tilted her head to one side and looked Maya up and down. "You're a little bit of a thing, but I hear you're good at stirring up big trouble.

Maggie had a sinking suspicion that those stories her Aunt Lizzie told her, the ones that sent her to bed with her head full of leprechauns and fairies, may be more than fairytales after all.

Maya wrapped one leg around him, writhing against him as she threaded her fingers through his hair and held him to her, urging him on. "Never stop touching me that way," Maya rasped.

Me father always said if ya can find a lass who's brilliant in the kitchen and in the bed ya best not let her go.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the hottest bitch of all?

Scaoileadh Me.... 'Release me.' That was what he said. No doubt about it. It was in Gaelic, but that was what the voice said. Holy. Crap.

She didn't know if she wanted to fight him or fuck him.

Sleep, Maya," he murmured softly. "Sleep, my love, and I promise that I will come looking for you.

The man was absolutely beautiful. Vampire. Warrior. Whatever Shan Quesada was all man.

The only thing I'm afraid of losing... is you.

There ain't nothin' that makes a man feel more alive than white-hot desire.

Trixie murmured. "It's on like Donkey Kong.

You are a spitfire of a woman, do you know that? You remind me of a horse that hasn't been broken yet. All skittish and full of wild energy." "Are you for real?" Her jaw fell open. "Did you just compare me to a horse?

You might be a fairy tale leprechaun man but at the heart of it you're still a man who won't talk about anything.