I shook my head, smiling in spite of myself, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Adrian. My husband. If anyone had told me a year ago that I'd be married, I would've said they were joking. If they'd told me I'd be married to a vampire, I would've said they were delusional. Looking at Adrian now, I felt a surge of love well up within me, despite our earlier tension. I could no longer imagine a life without him in it. It was impossible. Could I imagine a life with him that didn't involve us being trapped in a suite of rooms with his mother while both our people reviled us and made plans against us? Definitely. There were any number of futures I'd love to have for us, but his was our current path until something spectacular happened. Outside, the Court's gates, my people wanted to imprison me. Inside them, his people wanted to assault him. At least in this suite, we were safe. Most importantly, we were together. Richelle Mead
I want to kiss you again, Tess.”“Why?”He chuckled, low under his breath. “Why? Because you’re beautiful, and because I want you. And I think you want me too.
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Lara Adrian
With every breath I take, I will always love you.
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Jennifer L. Armentrout
Yeah, cause that would be a smart choice. So, I should just forget about the whole lying to me thing when you pronounce you will never do it again?” “Yes.” “You’d have a better chance getting a donkey to shit gold.
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Elizabeth J. Kolodziej
She doesn’t need the pack. She doesn’t need me.” I shot to my feet. “That’s not true, ” I said hotly. He tilted his head a little, his eyes meeting mine. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>His eyes softened. “I misspoke, ” he said in a steady voice....
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Patricia Briggs
You picked the wrong girl to dominate, Dracula.
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Rebecca Zanetti
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