Heather

“I didn’t expect to sit here for hours. But if you’re too hot, feel free to take the bra off.” I gave him the finger. “What are you?” he asked. “I’m the woman you chained in your basement. I’m your captive. Your . . . victim. Yes, that’s the right word. All of that education. How come nobody ever explained to you that you can’t just kidnap people because you feel like it?”
― Ilona Andrews, Burn for Me

“Now I blow things up on a regular basis, but this was far and away my most stunning accomplishment to date.”
― Becca Andre, The Final Formula

“As soon as we entered the shop, it smelled like a musty old trunk. Just an ungodly mix of fragrances I couldn’t name. “This is bigger than I thought it would be.” He breezed by me. “And I thought you were a lady.”
― Dannika Dark, Ravenheart

“Know this, there is only one truth left to me." His trembling fingertips caressed her jaw. "That I love you." He said it again, his voice broken, his arms pulling her tightly against him. "I love you. The rest is darkness."

Her fingers curled around the smooth swells of his biceps. "Then let me be your light.”
― Kristen Callihan, Firelight