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He rose up and looked down at her. "If I'd known you were out there, I would've begun searching for you thousands of years ago." Her smile was soft and glorious. "That was the perfect response." "It's the truth.

Her people, the Half-Lights, were the by-blows of the full-blood Magicians and humans. As such, they were outcasts from both kingdoms. Their magic was too unpredictable for the magicians, and too magic - period - for the humans.

He rose up over her, intending to enter her when she suddenly sat up and shoved at his shoulders. He fell onto his back with a grunt. Shara was on all fours, her hair tousled, as she crawled toward him. In all his millennia of life, he had never seen anything so sexy. His cock twitched, and her gaze lowered to his engorged arousal.

He rose up over her, intending to enter her when she suddenly sat up and shoved at his shoulders. He fell onto his back with a grunt. Shara was on all fours, her hair tousled, as she crawled toward him. In all his millennia of life, he had never seen anything so sexy. His cock twitched, and her gaze lowered to his engorged arousal.” ― Donna Grant, Burning Desire

He rose up over her, intending to enter he when she suddenly sat up and shoved at his shoulders. He fell onto his back with a grunt. Shara was on all fours, her hair tousled, as she crawled toward him. In all his millennia of life, he had never seen anything so sexy. His cock twitched, and her gaze lowered to his engorged arousal.

Her stories were made of badass women teasing monsters and running wild with dragons.

He set his whisky tumbler on the table, but kept his fingers around it. "What do you see in my eyes?"... "Tell me, lass," he urged softly. She suddenly understood the term 'old soul,' because one sat before her now. And, as if opening a book, she caught a glimpse of Asher. The words then tumbled out of her mouth. "Endlessness. Sorrow. Agony. Distress. Rage.

He's British," she replied in a whisper. "He thinks he's perfect.

He smiled at me, but there was something hidden behind his eyes, like he was lying before he even spoke a word.

He spoke!" Ivan said, eyes wide. "The dog talked! Oh my god." "An ancient witch you can believe in, but not a talking dragon that looks like a dog?" Chudo-Yudo said, sounding slightly piqued. "Hmph. Young people today have such limited imaginations.

He slid a hand over her stomach and down to her mound. He cupped it possessively and was pleased when she sucked in a breath at her unmistakable wetness. "This is mine too." She swallowed hard again but didn't respond. More importantly, she didn't argue. But it wasn't enough. "Say it." He needed to hear the words. Needed to know she wanted him as much as he wanted her. She held his gaze, stared back at him in the mirror, her eyes dilated with arousal. "I'm yours.

He strolled over to the refrigerator, opened the door with one paw, and delicately picked up a beer between his teeth. He waited until clothes had stopped arcing through the air and hand it to Barbara.

He turned to look at her. "We've some talking to do." "Didn't we do that on the plane ride over here?" "I doona remember talking. I remember kissing, touching, and many orgasms, but no talking.

He threw her to the dragons. . .she came back riding one.

He told her, I don't remember any other lover but you. I don't believe you. I don't. I know the facts of other lovers, but all the real, visceral memory, or any emotion has burned away. Those lovers happened to someone else, the man I was before I met you.

He told her, You are a wise woman. Pleasure warmed her voice. I do have my moments, don't I?

He wanted to regain his memory, but not if it cost him Victoria. He would give up everything for her.

He was a contented dragon, not a tame one.

He was a match; she was flint. And between them both...fire.

He was six feet six inches of confusing male. Lord, the man was huge, muscular and smelled heavenly. She just wanted to run her nose all over him, inhaling that spicy, earthy scent that made her inner wolf want to jump up and strut around for him.

He was just Thane. Timeless. Ageless. Magic. The world turned around him.

He was surrounded by people who loved him, yet he had never felt lonelier.

He whispered as he kissed down her neck. “I would love nothing more than to take you right here on the counter, Fire Angel, but if I’m late to meet with your grandmothers, they might just decide to throw my ass on a funeral pyre and I wouldn’t be back for three days.

He whispered in one long breath, “I have wanted you from the moment you first walked into my bedchamber, bringing me a bowl of broth from the kitchen. I have wanted you every second of every day and every long, long suffering night. It cut me to the bone so deep that I couldn’t control myself. I couldn’t keep away from you, not even in my dreams.

Hi, my name is Cuelebre, Liam Cuelebre. My code name is Double Oh Peanut, but you can call me Rock Star for short.

Hiking is like life... You can spend the whole trip just watching the trail ahead, worrying that you'll twist an ankle or fall. And then you miss all this.

His father read aloud, quietly, his voice steady and gentle, while he pressed a hand to Liam's delicate back, supporting his position. ... She realized Dragos was reading the quarterly profit percentages from a stockholders' report.

His fingertips came to rest against the back of my hand, sending a zip of current through my whole body. “I’m done hiding,” he whispered. “Nothing has changed. I know we might not have a lot of time, but what we do have, I want to spend right here.

His gaze settles on my lips for a few seconds, then slides up to meet mine. Oh Gods, how my hearts pound. The heat of a blush sneaks up my neck and makes itself at home on my cheeks, leaving a blazing trail in its wake. Sani can definitely hear my frenzied pulse. Hell, as loud as it is, my father can probably hear it from here.

His mouth descended on hers in a fierce kiss. He seized, he captured. He dominated. And she loved every second of it.

His prospects had gone from soaring to plummeting and there was nothing I could do for him to fix the hole that had torn in who he was.

His tongue swirls against my skin, and I gasp. His voice rough with passion, he rasps, "You're living fire. I burn.

Hi, you've reached Caitlin! I'm either on the other line or I'm purposely ignoring you. Or maybe Mrs. Mitchell confiscated my phone for texting in class again... Leave a message and if I deem you worthy, or at least hot, I'll call you back. Mwah!

How can something as necessary as breathing be immoral?

Hold on, hold on, hold on,” said the Hooded Person of Unknown Gender. “Are you really here to slay a dragon?” “Yes! Why else would I be so far from home?” “Sightseeing?” suggested the Female.

Hmm," she said. "'Curiouser and curiouser,' to quote Alice.

How did you… never mind. I keep forgetting you are a demon and can travel anywhere in the blink of an eye.” “And don’t you forget it. Anything you desire can be yours in a matter of moments.

How exactly does one break the news to her husband that she's standing in a closet with the dead body of one of their dinner guests?

How can stars shine facing your brightness if your beauty overwhelms them?

How long has it been since you and your King were together?" he asked. Rhi looked away, the tears returning again. "A very long time, but not so long that I don't remember the taste of his kiss or the way he would look at me and smile." "You'll never move on unless you let go. What you need is another lover." She cut him a look. "Are you applying for the position?" "Would you take me?

How much Romance do you like in your Fantasy? And, respectively, how much Questing do you like in your Romance?

How much did a Dragon hide, when he walked the streets of the city?

How should we be able to forget those myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.

How was I going to break it to my sister and brother that I was now a demon lord?

Humans have reason to hate us dragons. If one dragon turns against humankind, he is a great and terrible foe.

I am the rightful ruler of this world And now that I, too, have awakened, like my dragons, I have come to take back what is mine.

I am The Dragon And I have come!

I attract dragons, something of a gift.

At least, if I must be owned, I am owned by someone who understands she has no right to my service.

I am sure they could use a dragon right now." "That means nothing!" Julio scoffed. "Everyone could always use a dragon! Dragons are never not useful!