April

“There were words for what he meant to me, but if I studied every language ever spoken for the next thousand years, I still wouldn’t find enough of them to describe it.”
― Jeaniene Frost, One Grave at a Time

“No matter what happens, you will never lose me, I am forever yours, Kitten, in this life or the next.”
― Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave

“Bless you, daugher of man," Carter said, his eyes luminous and almost silver now. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and caught my breath. His lips were both burning hot and icy cold.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Revealed

“I didn’t ask. Some things are better left unsaid.
He looked at me and I shivered. I never get enough of him.
Never will.
He lives.
I breathe.
I want. Him. Always.
Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever.
Later we would go to bed, and when he rose over me, dark and vast and eternal, I’d know joy.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever