Quotes from Evangeline Anderson

Warrior," she murmured, "I offer you the gift of my blood freely. Will you accept it?" "With all my heart," Sylvan growled softly and then he was on her again, biting her, filling her, bonding her to him forever.

If he's calling you Talana then he still wants you." Nadiah was already playing with her hair, trying new styles in the 3-D viewer. "Trust me on that, Sophia." Sophie

She could smell his mating scent—the warm, dark chocolate sex smell which had made her feel so threatened before. But it didn't scare her now. She breathed it in gratefully, glad for its soothing effect on her nerves. Safe, it seemed to whisper deep in the primitive part of her brain. As long as you're in his arms you're safe. This male will kill or die to protect you. Safe. Kat

I just have one more question, Corbin," I said, still glaring at him. "If I'm such a bad risk that you have to glamour me to keep a civil tongue in my head, why choose me to play your consort? Why not pick someone else entirely—someone more manageable?" He looked into my eyes. "Because, Addison, I had hoped that one day reality would mirror this fantasy that we are playing out. And there is no one I would rather have by my side.

There just seems to be…I don't know, such a lack of courtesy. A lack of respect between people in general and men and women in particular. Everywhere

Be careful of what you say, Feenah. Sophia is the female I love. If you were a male I would have to challenge you for talking about her in that manner." Sophie's

Sylvan dropped the limply dangling hand and took the other man by the chin. He stared into Burke's eyes, wide with pain and fear. "Think about this the next time you're tempted to hurt a female. Any female," he growled. "And I don't care how many years ago your encounter with Sophia was—if you ever come near her again, I'll kill you. Slowly." Then

The need to pleasure his mate was a deeply instilled instinct in a Kindred male and he wanted her gratification desperately—much more than he wanted his own.

Ignorance of the law is not excuse for breaking it. Make no mistake about it,

A strange, strong feeling came over her, prickling the skin on her arms and raising the short hairs at the back of her neck. Somehow she knew that if he left her, she could never love anyone else. She was his—Six had taken a piece of her soul and welded it permanently to his. Without him, she would never be whole again. Never

Abuse isn't just physical or…or sexual, you know." I felt my throat getting tight but I refused to let my pain show on my face. "There is such a thing as mental and emotional abuse too.

I'm doing it to save all our lives," I said evenly. "I just don't want there to be any misunderstanding about it. I'm sorry, Corbin. I can give you my body, but not my heart." He sighed. "My darling, it was your heart I wanted all along. But I guess I am never to have it." "No," I whispered, my throat suddenly tight. "No, I'm afraid not.

You'll see me all right—but not very much of me," Liv muttered, watching him go. What was it about him that made her feel so strange? She ought to be outraged

And though Xairn knew he shouldn't care, he couldn't stop his jaw from clenching or his hands from curling into fists again. Mine, whispered a voice in his head. She should be mine… *

He only knew that she had him so aroused he felt like he could fuck a hole through a concrete wall.

So when you said you don't just want to make love…?" "I want to bond you to me, Sophia." He turned to face her and she was frightened to see that his eyes were glowing a pale blue in the darkness.

Instead of letting me go, he slid his hand down my arm in a gesture that sent sparks of desire through my entire body. "This okay?" he murmured, taking my hand in his. "Sure." I struggled to control my breathing, hoping my voice didn't sound too ragged. "It… it's nice." "Good." He gave me an intense look, his eyes flashing gold. "Come on, let's go dance.

It looks like you were wrong, Brother," Deep sneered, rising to his feet. "Our Kat doesn't need me at all. She only needs you." "Deep—" Lock began but his brother had already stalked away, making room, presumably, between himself and the scene around Kat. "She's

Her time on Twin Moons was really getting off to a great start. She hadn't even been awake for one whole morning and she'd already given a peep show to strangers and eaten a whole bowl full of horny fruit by mistake. What the hell was she going to do tonight?

But he wondered—would he really be able to give his body while withholding his heart? It was a moot question. Deep inside he knew his heart was already given. But Charlotte must never know that. No matter what happened, he would never tell her.

If you talk to the sister again, tell her I would never hurt Olivia. I love her, damn it. I just…can't seem to make her realize that." "You

All right, fine," she told Deep. "But just because you're a pessimist doesn't mean you have to be an asshole." Deep frowned. "Excuse me? A what? I'm not completely familiar with Earth vernacular yet." Lock grinned. "I think you've just been insulted, brother. And by one of the elite, no less. You should feel honored." "By

He was struggling to keep his emotions in check—at least until he could get away from his father. After Sanja's death, he had felt hollow inside—empty…emotionless. And he had assumed he would never feel anything ever again. But after his last exchange with Lauren, something was stirring within him—something dark and sinister. Something too frightening to face. Then

She hadn't had many lovers but the men she'd been with in the past had convinced her that sex was like a box of chocolates you never knew what you were going to get when you went to bed with a man. And sadly, you were more likely to pick the nasty pink marshmallow cream than the yummy nut cluster.