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“Words.” His tone sharpened. “I shared my house, my bed, and my blood with you, as well as offered you a place in my life forever. What are words compared to that?”

I sighed, my anger dissipating as quickly as his flames had. “Oh, Vlad, if you believed that, you would’ve told me what I wanted to hear to just appease me. You didn’t, which proves saying ‘I love you’ means more to you than everything else.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted

“Do you know what happened the last time I loved someone?”

Growled against my skin with such tempered violence that my shiver turned into a shudder. I nodded.

“No you don’t.” Another lethal growl. “You only know how she died. Let me tell you how she lived— in fear. My actions horrified her, as they horrify you. My enemies exploited her, as they exploit you, so it was more than an advancing army that made her throw herself from our roof. It was me.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted

“Vlad made a sound too harsh to be a growl. "You won't be satisfied until you've brought me to my knees, is that it?"
"Why not?" It shot out of me with all the recklessness of my still-broken heart. "You brought me to mine.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted

“The dungeon image helped. "You need to let Maximus go," I stated, my voice stronger now.

"No. Wine?”
― Jeaniene Frost, Twice Tempted