Erin Kellison

“He kissed it better,” she told them.”

“He'd pushed and pushed and pushed until she had nowhere else to go but away from him. He'd been young back then himself. Inexperienced. Stupid. A little patience accomplished a lot more. Hard lesson to learn. Worst way to learn it.”

“Nothing can age a dragon, but you just might be the exception.”

“Oh, the envelope did contain magic,” a strange, low voice said from the doorway. Judith looked over. She forgot her cut and her coffee. And how to breathe. The tall, broad man filling up the door frame looked like a warrior angel with gold hair falling into his eyes, a pale-gold undertone to his skin, and ‘heartbreaking’ green eyes…. “Any magic that involves blood is a grave threat,” he continued. “And death by paper cut would be a long and tedious way to go. I can help.”

“He gaped at her. "You want me to wear it?" "Yes. That's what a chain of diamond is for....Wear it. Wear it all the time, even when you sleep. I need you to wear it. I got it for you." "You've had it for twenty years." At least. "I was trying it on.”

“Vampires aren’t noble?” “No. We serve or we prey.” “Like monks?” He frowned, confused, and then gave a soft chuckle. “Prey, as in hunt. No God would hear our prayers.”

“His dad's eyes were getting darker. "How bad is it really?" Very bad. Too many fronts to fight. Bur for starters... "That big storm out east?" Jordan and Rook had gone to investigate... "That's the Sandman in the waking world." His dad frowned deeply. He shook his head and shrugged. "I don't know what that means." Yeah, well... "Neither do we.”

“Send the mediator to me when he comes." "What are you going to do?" Matthew knew him so well. Thane would handle this the old way. "I'm going to eat him.”

“The sooner it's over, the sooner we can go back to bed. Everything good happens in bed.”

“Please," her shadow begged. Laughingstock for sure. "I can't give you what you want," Cam said. "You know that." She had to know that.”

“So either I help you or I'm on my own?" With no way to get to Lambert. No way to stop the rage inside. No way to feel remotely normal again."That's the choice," she said.”

“He took a deep breath. "I'm a dragon, Samantha." "Oh, my God." His lips twitched. "Even when I look like a man." "A dragon," she repeated. "Yes.”

“The nightmare was shaped like a goddess - a beauty with a body curved to incite reckless sinning. She wore an angry pout that he knew would burn his mouth. She had hair like snow and eyes as cold and fathomless as the deepest reaches of space. How like a nightmare to seduce and terrify at the same time.”

“The wind stilled a bit and he blinked the sand out of his eyes. Before him stood nothing less than the god of the Scrape. It had to be a god. He was huge, muscled, hung like an elephant, and sandy gold, just like his domain.”

“dragon took what it wanted. Took and kept.”

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

“King shrugged and looked back at Harlen. "Please tell me you have a plan. Because my baby girl really likes to color with me.”

“Kiss me good."Jordan went on tiptoe and kissed him with everything she had. His mouth mashed against hers just as greedily, tongues tangling, hearts beating wildly against each other. The embrace of his arms tightened, and he lifted her. She didn't need a stupid floor with him near. Together they could fly."Bow chicks wow wow," said another voice.”

“She'd survived Brandon. Just to die all over again. "Well, hell." He smiled wanly at her. "Indeed.”

“They moved as a unit, a first for her. The madman and the nightmare.”