Bridget

“God. He was beautiful. A beautiful, troubled man forged by the fires of hell, ravaged by monsters.”
― Christine Feehan, Judgment Road

“So I could touch some stranger and my wolf would decide he’s ‘the one’?” I shuddered at the thought. “What if I hate him?”

Luke laughed. Deep and warm.

He looked my way. “You won’t hate him. I’ve seen enough of my packmates find the other half of their soul. It’s not always a smooth process, but fate hasn’t messed up even once.” He sobered, his eyes searching mine. “Whoever he is, he’s lucky, and he doesn’t even know it yet.”
― Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon

“Evil had a scent, bitter and pungent, like the scorched earth after a forest fire. I’d been living with the stench long enough to recognize it anywhere.”
― Lisa Kessler, Wolf Moon

“I’ll see you tomorrow night.”
Be ready," he said. “I’ll have something special planned.”
"I thought you didn’t make plans.”
"You’re an exception to my rules, Monica Campbell.”
― Terri L. Austin, His Kind of Trouble