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“Either you get this studly, naked body to walk with, or I can shift to wolf. You decide.”
― Claiming His Witch
― Claiming His Witch
“You do that, and you'll be wishing for death before her body even hits the ground. The Gatekeeper is coming. Executioner for the Feral Breed, brother to the Beast, and mated to the woman you hold against her will. You've fucked up, friend.”
― Claiming His Need
― Claiming His Need
“Almost afraid of the answer, I asked a question I’d never had to ask before.
“Do you not like chocolate?”
His eyes went a little unfocused, and his brow furrowed hard. “I don’t understand. What is chow-koe-lahte?”
It took me a solid ten seconds of staring to realize my mouth was hanging open. Did he just… How could he… Oh, that poor, poor man.”
― Cutlass
“Do you not like chocolate?”
His eyes went a little unfocused, and his brow furrowed hard. “I don’t understand. What is chow-koe-lahte?”
It took me a solid ten seconds of staring to realize my mouth was hanging open. Did he just… How could he… Oh, that poor, poor man.”
― Cutlass
“he continued to growl louder and harsher as she approached. The noise went from slightly scary to downright annoying, though, as it piled on top of the sounds of her mate fighting behind her. Plus, it wasn’t helping him in any way. Why was he growling at her when he should have been resting so he could heal faster? Stubborn fool of a man, this one.”
― Savage Sanctuary
― Savage Sanctuary
“How are they hanging, tall, dark, and growly?"
"It's too fucking cold for them to be hanging anywhere right now.”
― Claiming His Beauty
"It's too fucking cold for them to be hanging anywhere right now.”
― Claiming His Beauty
“was in a full-on fake-it-’til-you-make-it situation, not exactly what I’d had planned for seven in the morning on a random Tuesday. While wearing penguin pajamas.”
― Claiming His Fate
― Claiming His Fate
“You broke my wrist, you bitch."
"She's not the one crying on the ground, son. So who's the bitch?”
― Claiming Their Forever
"She's not the one crying on the ground, son. So who's the bitch?”
― Claiming Their Forever
“Three witches and a werewolf. If this wasn't so dire, it'd make one hell of a good joke.”
― Claiming His Witch
― Claiming His Witch
“Showing up is not all of life, but it counts for a lot of it.”
― Claiming His Fate
― Claiming His Fate
“For the love of the gods, Lorenzo. Just kill the man."
I grinned even as a struggled to pull my arm free from his jaws. "Yes, dear.”
― Claiming His Need
I grinned even as a struggled to pull my arm free from his jaws. "Yes, dear.”
― Claiming His Need
“And I've got a lot of weight behind me."
Shadow grinned, a charming boyishness shining through. "Yes, but it's like ninety percent baby and water. You'll lose it all once she's born."
"Really?"
"I have no idea, but it sounds good, doesn't it?”
― Claiming His Beauty
Shadow grinned, a charming boyishness shining through. "Yes, but it's like ninety percent baby and water. You'll lose it all once she's born."
"Really?"
"I have no idea, but it sounds good, doesn't it?”
― Claiming His Beauty
“He needed to find his calm, to find his inner soldier and yank the fucker in front of the horny bastard who'd taken control of his mind.”
― Savage Sanctuary
― Savage Sanctuary
“The place was filled with men. I mean, there were a handful of women who lived there, including my sister, but all I ever saw when I visited were men. Handsome, buff men. It was like a housing facility for romance-novel cover models. Why couldn’t I live in a building like that?”
― Maverick
― Maverick
“Eh, I like the brisk, November wind on my balls. Makes me feel alive.”
― Claiming His Witch
― Claiming His Witch
“Yes, I’m dating an elf—if she’ll still go out with me after that display of classism. It’s not your fucking business, but you decided to butt your nose in where it doesn’t belong, so here’s the scoop. Her name is Lolly, she’s the one baking those amazing fucking pastries you two scarf down every morning, and she’s mine. You ever say anything hurtful about her again—do anything to dull the smile from her beautiful face—and I’ll cut your fucking antlers off.”
― Peppermint Prancer
― Peppermint Prancer
“The other guys and I had a talk, and we’re down to get you back to North Pole as fast as possible so you can spend time with your Lolly. So, this blizzard? Run. Hell-for-leather, no matter what…just run. You’re going to be the pacesetter on this one.”
― Peppermint Prancer
― Peppermint Prancer
“I’d hoped to make our first time special or some such shit.” I moaned as he thrust his hips into mine, his hard cock pressing against my clit in the most delicious way. “As long as we end up with your dick inside me, that’ll be special enough.”
― The Gathering: Killian and Lyra
― The Gathering: Killian and Lyra
“This was a bad plan. A horrible plan. Just because cobwebs were growing in my vagina didn’t mean I should hook up with some stranger.”
― Cutlass
― Cutlass
“come closer, I’ll kill her.” Sandman laughed, dark and filled with an evil timbre I’d never heard from him. “You do that, and you’ll be wishing for death before her body even hits the ground. The Gatekeeper is coming. Executioner for the Feral Breed, brother to the Beast, and mated to the woman you hold against her will. You’ve fucked up, friend.”
― Claiming His Need
― Claiming His Need
“So I assume my slow pace through the blizzard has been overruled. I’m okay with that but hope you can all keep the sleigh steady enough not to lose me along the way.”
― Peppermint Prancer
― Peppermint Prancer
“I’m your fucking mate. This?” I cupped her pussy as I slid my fingers out of her, making her moan and shiver from the pressure of my palm against her swollen and sensitive clit. “This is mine now.”
― The Gathering: Killian and Lyra
― The Gathering: Killian and Lyra
“Sandman laughed, dark and filled with an evil timbre I’d never heard from him. “You do that, and you’ll be wishing for death before her body even hits the ground. The Gatekeeper is coming. Executioner for the Feral Breed, brother to the Beast, and mated to the woman you hold against her will. You’ve fucked up, friend.”
― Claiming His Need
― Claiming His Need
“Joe's Morgue. You stab 'em, we bag 'em.”
― Claiming His Witch
― Claiming His Witch





